Diana is so daddy ngl
⋆ smut. cheating
⋆ i dont condone cheating wtv wtv yap yap yap. hope yall like this :)
when you walked into the practice gym after a fight with your boyfriend, you knew your bad mood would reflect on the team. it always did, and you always felt bad about it. but it wasn't your fault your boyfriend was a complete dick.
you walked to your locker with your head down, which had already picked up some of your teammates attention, it was odd for you to be so quiet. and if they weren’t aware of your bad mood then, they certainly were when you slammed your locked door closed on accident, putting a little bit too much force behind your hand.
“what’s the deal with you today, babygirl?” diana asked, walking up to you after the locker room had cleared. diana had always flirted with you, knowing damn well you had a boyfriend. but she also knew you were unhappy, even if you never said it directly to her. you didn’t mind her affection, you couldn’t deny the arousal that settled in your stomach when she kept her hand on you a little too long or called you a sweet pet name.
“he’s being an ass again, dee.” you frowned, slumping back against your locker.
“poor baby, i thought i told you to leave him.” she raised an eyebrow. you had let her into some of the red flags of your relationship after one particularly bad fight a couple of months ago, you were desperate for a source to vent to and she always had open arms.
you sighed, knowing she was right. “i know, i know.”
“pick your head up pretty girl. come to my place tonight, i’ll make you dinner or something.” she smiled, putting a hand out to help you up from the bench.
you gave her an appreciative smile as you got up. “thank you, dee.”
“‘course babe.”
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practice was fine, a couple of your teammates gave their condolences. though they weren’t quite sure what was going on with you. you were grateful when it was over though, glad to go home and get ready and forget about all the bullshit from today.
you shot diana a quick text, letting her know you’d be over in a couple of hours and headed home. the apartment was eerily silent when you stepped inside, it was always like this after a fight. you assumed he had left, it felt like a weight was lifting off of your chest. your assumption was confirmed when you walked into your bedroom to see half his clothes out of the closet, along with his suitcase.
you sighed and moved on from it, trying to get your mind off from this situation. you made your way to the bathroom and started to get ready.
after an hour you deemed yourself to be ready for diana’s tonight. you didn’t dress up too much, it wasnt a date after all. though you knew deep down, you wished it was.
you got into your car and drove to your teammates address. the drive was short and sweet. before you knew it, you were at diana’s front door, knocking.
“oh hey— woah— you look really nice.” she laughed nervously, clearly feeling underdressed in her t-shirt and shorts. her hair was let down, a rare sight you usually never got to see, soft curls framed her face perfectly. her face was slightly flushed after seeing you, moving out the way to let you in but also hide herself from you slightly.
“you look good too, don’t worry dee.” you laughed, resting your hand on a muscular bicep.
“okay well, give me like 5 minutes to get changed, there’s wine on the table.” she rambled, quickly walking back to her bedroom. you smiled to yourself, finding her nervous behavior adorable.
you walked into her kitchen area, two wine glasses full of probably the nicest red she owned, a vase of flowers in the middle. you sat down and quietly sipped on the glass in front of you, waiting for her return.
once she had finally come back, her hair was pushed back—not her usual tight slicked bun, but a softer pony tail that small wisps of hair fell out of—and she had a black polo on and cargo pants to match.
“you look like you’re gonna walk through the tunnel.” you joked.
“oh shut up, you know i own the same 5 things.” she rolled her eyes, taking a seat next to you.
small talk began, catching up about things and future plans. the wine flowed and you could feel yourself get a bit more tipsy with every glass.
dee had begun to make dinner, refusing to reveal what she was cooking up.
“if you don’t tell me, i might jus’ have to come check it out myself.”
“come do it then, babygirl.” she laughed, looking back at you.
you huffed and got up, standing next to her at the stove. you couldn’t even pay attention to what she was cooking, too intoxicated by the scent of her.
“baby, the food is down there.” she chucked, noticing your eyes were glued to her.
“maybe i want you to eat me instead.” you said, stepping closer to her.
her face went red, a smile accompanied it. “you got a boyfriend babygirl.”
“fuck him. kiss me dee, please.” you whined.
that’s all it took, she smashed her lips against yours, guiding you backwards towards the nearest wall. her strong hands pinned your hips to the wall while she sloppily made out with you.
“he doesn’t make you cum, does he?” she muttered in your ear as she ran calloused fingertips under your top and across your skin, making you shiver. her lips found your neck, sucking gently.
“f-fuck diana—“ you whimpered, trying to answer her question.
“mm, words babygirl.” she mumbled against your neck.
“he doesn’t,” you whined out, your hands finding her back and pulling her closer.
“hm, i’ll change that tonight, pretty girl.” she purred against your ear before biting the lobe.
a yelp escaped your throat as you felt strong hands come up behind your thighs and pick you up with ease. she carried you to the nearest countertop, lips still connected. she sat you down on the counter before continuing her attack on your neck. you moaned as you felt teeth drag across the column of your throat, her tongue trailing behind.
she moved down your body, taking off your shirt and licking across your collarbones. “daddy— daddy, please.” you whined, bucking your hips upwards when she hit a particularly sensitive spot of your skin.
her head picked up from your body, her eyes lit up. “daddy, huh?” she smirked, pushing you back to lay you down. before you could respond, your shirtless back hit the cold granite countertops. the cold feeling was quickly replaced with warmth when her tongue found your stomach, running it up and down the length of your torso.
her hands found your bra, quickly taking it off and throwing it haphazardly onto the kitchen floor, accompanying your shirt. your fingers threaded into the loose ponytail as she found your nipple, taking it into her mouth and sucking gently. heat jolted straight down to your core, you needed her now.
“dee please, need you.” you whined, bucking your hips impatiently.
she lifted her head up from your tit, looking at you with half lidded eyes. “patience baby,” you whined at that, not wanting to wait much longer.
as if she could read your mind, she found your lips again, sloppily making out with you as she pulled down your pants. once she had gotten them down enough to have access to your panties, her finger found your clothed clit. “fuck—!” you moaned into her mouth, surprised by the sudden friction.
“you’re so fucking wet baby,” she growled against your lips, her finger making tight circles around your panty clad clit. her tongue found yours again, swirling them against each other as she used her other hand to grope your tit. rough calloused palms ran across hard nipples as she panted into your mouth.
she moved your panties to the side and wiped a finger up your slit, moaning at how wet you were. she gathered all the slick that had seeped out of your cunt and found your clit, soft squelching and your moans filled the room as she rubbed your clit.
“daddy please,” you babbled out, needing more. she smirked against your lips before sliding two thick fingers into your cunt, bottoming out and letting them sit in you so you could adjust to the sudden stretch. her thumb found your clit, rubbing it gently.
“takin’ me so well, good girl.” she purred into your ear as she began to slowly pump her fingers in and out, curling them just right every time she pulled out.
the praise only brought you closer to your orgasm, her words made you tremble as her fingers ruined you. “‘m close,” you slurred, barely coherent strings of her name and other expletives left your mouth as you approached your climax.
“cum f’me baby.” she panted against your ear, her fingers speeding up.
you mumbled mindlessly, your mind going blank as you came. stars filled your vision and for a second it felt like the only things in the room were you and diana. her holding you close as she helped you ride out your orgasm, whispering in your ear how good you are for her. how your boyfriend will never measure up to this.
after what felt like hours, her fingers left you, leaving you feeling empty, like you were missing a part of you. slick soaked fingers were brought up to your lips, tracing them before you opened and felt the tips push against your tongue. you sucked around them, moaning at the taste of yourself against the taste of diana’s fingers.
“you need to leave him, pretty girl.” she looked at you, lust still clouding her vision.
she wasn’t done with you yet.
꣑୧ Head cannons of Poly Bakugo and Izuku who catch feelings for the sweet new side kick at there agency
Poly!BKDK who realizes when they’re already pro hero’s together that they want a third in their relationship when they meet you. Both of the men have gotten taller, stronger and bigger since they graduated UA and started their own agency.
Poly!BKDK who can’t help but notice the new younger sidekick who had joined there agency.
Poly!BKDK Bakugo can’t help but smirk every time he notices Izuku staring at you as you train. He can’t help himself when he sees you training so he always “helps” you. By helping he just yells at you and finds every excuse to hold you and spar so he has a reason to touch you.
Poly!BKDK Izuku who realizes you the one for them when you’re able to make snarky comments at Bakugo without getting fired or hurt. Who smiles to himself when he realizes Bakugo has taken a liking to you.
Poly!BKDK who subtly starts finding more reasons to be around you. Deku who sometimes makes you work longer so he has a reason to take you out to eat since you missed lunch. Bakugo who drives you home at night because it’s “dangerous for sweet girls like you to be out so late” and who walk you to your apartment so he can get a sneak peak inside your home.
Poly!BKDK who constantly try’s to stay around you at work and keep you safe. By keeping you safe they try to make sure at-least one of them goes out with you when you’re doing any sort of hero work.
Poly!BKDK Bakugo who flirts with you constantly and calls you “his best girl” during training.
You kick Katsuki in the stomach and grab his arm trying your hardest to twist the muscle behind him. He smirks and flips you over onto the floor straddling your waist “Nice try kid you almost got me” he states still holding you down. You can’t control the blush that heats up your face at the pro hero’s words and position he has you in.
“T-thanks Dynamite” You mumble looking anywhere but at his face.
Izuku walks through the door stopping at the scene before him. He smiles to himself seeing how flustered you seem to be and how cocky his boyfriend looks on top of your body.
Poly!BKDK who one day after work decided to just ask you out.
After changing out of your hero suit you get your stuff together about to leave the room before Bakugo walks in “Ready to go?” he ask walking up to your grabbing your bag from your hands and leading you outside after hearing you say yes.
He opens the back door for you and you get in a bit confused on why he demoted you to the back until Izuku turns around in his seat “Hey how your day sweetheart?” he asks his big green eyes looking you up and down.
“It was good nothing really happened today it was one of those quiet days ya know” You express leaning back in the seat as Bakugo starts driving. You and Izuku talk for the whole drive just gushing about other hero’s you two admire while Bakugo listening a smile adorning his features.
Once the car stops you grab your stuff thanking the two boys for the ride but before you can open the door for yourself Izuku has already opened it. You look up noticing both hero’s staring down at you “H-hi?” you ask confused as you notice the Izuku hands start fiddling with one another.
“Go out to dinner with us Friday” Bakugo demands only making you more confused.
Izuku groans slapping the blondes shoulder “You can’t ask her out like that Kacchan” he expresses. The two boys start arguing with one another on how to ask out a woman as you stand there confused.
You grab both their arms making them look at you “You two? Want to go out with me?” you ask the two of them before letting go of their arms stepping back.
Poly!BKDK who takes you on the best date of your life, treating you to the best dinner you could imagine. They bring you flowers and then take you out to walk through a park looking at the nature and the stars.
Poly!BKDK who admits they’ve liked you since you first got hired at the agency. Who have been together for years and only until you showed up realized they were missing something or someone.
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Caught You Girl
Georgia Amoore x Fem!Reader
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synopsis: georgia fiercely defends what is hers
also hi new pfp 😝
a/n: sorry for not posting in 10 years lol… shoutout to my wifey @cosmopretty bc she helped me w this 🫶 also the pictures at the beginning are from her…. tbh this fic would not exist without her everyone say thank you! this is also so bad but it’s ok ❤️
Caught You Boy - Lana Del Rey (Unreleased)
warnings: mentions of sex, lots of swearing, that’s it i think but lmk if i missed anything!!
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@/georgiaamoore my girlfriend is hotter than you and smarter than you and just better tbh (anyways happy 6 months my sweet girl can’t believe we kept it hidden for this long)
y/n.l/n it’s sweet that you think so highly of me but i thought you knew… i’m straight…
georgiaamoore @y/n.l/n bloody hell spare me
kamoreaarnold SOOO WHEN WE GETTING YOUR GIRL ON THE LIVE
y/n.l/n @kamoreaarnold wait i’m important enough to be on a KK ARNOLD LIVE????
kamoreaarnold @y/n.l/n GIRL YES WTF??
user-1 OKAYYYY HARD LAUNCH 😍
user-2 WHO STOLE MY WIFE.
user-3 @/user-2 she’s @y/n.l/n and did you not read the caption? she’s better than you
user-4 let me in there 😫😫
user-5 OMG I’m so happy for y’all 🫶
nika.muhl I feel like a proud mother
You are definitely not famous, despite the ten thousand followers that appeared out of nowhere, but your girlfriend and your friends definitely are.
You’ve been sitting on the floor for a few minutes now, KK Arnold’s phone propped up on the low coffee table in front of you, staring in shock at the rising viewers and the comments that pour in faster than you can read some of them.
Your jaw actually drops a bit when the viewer count hits 300.
You’re not famous. You’re not good in the spotlight. You’re awkward and you stutter over your words, you can’t get it out of your head how many people are watching you and analyzing everything you do.
You’re the new girl. The new person to pick apart.
And even worse, you’re Georgia’s girlfriend. And if the fans didn’t know about her official 6 month post, they can definitely see now that you’re more than friends.
Georgia has her arm wrapped around your shoulders, tucking you into her side- allowing you to feel like you’re hiding away from at least some of the prying eyes as you play with her other hand in her lap.
Her fingers softly work out nonexistent knots at the ends of your hair, and the comforting sound of her and KK’s laughs makes you feel a little bit calmer. You don’t quite forget that all the eyes are there, but they dull.
Another one of the girls here appears over KK’s shoulder, talking to the live, so Georgia turns to you. She presses a kiss to your forehead, keeping her lips there while she whispers softly.
It’s nice not having to worry about keeping your relationship hidden. It’s not like you wanted a secret relationship, it was actually Georgia’s idea. She wanted to make sure you were comfortable and all-in before she introduced you to the world of social media fame.
The one thing that’s not a secret, that’s never really been a secret, is how protective Georgia is.
You joke that it must be something to do with her being Australian, although you don’t really have an idea where that comes from.
She posted a few pictures of you in them, but she never tagged you, and your face was always pretty much hidden- she even posted a picture of the sunset and blocked out your face with her hand, laughing the entire time she did so at how ridiculous it was.
Even though you both knew there was no way she was taking that picture without covering your face.
Georgia didn’t want you to get spooked by how overbearing the fans could be- and she admitted that she selfishly wanted to keep you to herself. But you kinda wanted everyone to know that you were hers and she was yours.
And Georgia was always down for that.
You were trying it. And Georgia was there, at least. And you know you never have to worry about anything when she’s there.
“You okay, princess?”
“I’m fine,” you mumble back, careful not to let your lips move too much so the camera can’t tell what you’re saying.
“Yeah?” She says, squeezing your shoulder, prodding gently.
“I’m good,” you reassure her, smiling. You still feel kinda awkward, and she notices the way you look away from her.
“Are you sure, baby? Because if you’re not comfortable then I’ll end it right now. Or we can just leave altogether. We can grab food, if you’re hungry. Or just go home and sleep.”
“Hey, babe?”
“Yeah?” Her eyes are wide and concerned, her entire focus is poured onto you. Her eyes rake over your body language, her thumb rubs soothing circles into your shoulder, and your hand is caressed softly by hers.
“Stop spiraling.”
She smiles, squinting at you. “Hah. You’re funny.”
“I know I am. Seriously, though, I’m fine. I’ll tell you when I want to leave, okay?”
She’ll drag you away from this live at the first inkling of you wanting to leave. And even if you want to stay, she might drag you away anyways if she’s decided she’s done sharing.
She blinks for a long second.
“Okay, yeah. But seriously, tell me. Even if-”
“Georgia.”
She presses a quick kiss to your cheek, but when that does nothing to lift your unimpressed frown, she kisses your lips.
“Sorry?”
You roll your eyes, looking away from her as she kisses your cheek yet again, this time letting her lips linger. She’s about to say something, you can tell- probably jokingly beg for forgiveness, but you can’t help but notice KK’s side eye in the camera.
“Yes, KK?” You ask with a smile.
She crosses her arms and pouts. “Some of us are single, you know.”
“Awww,” the other girl coos, wrapping her arms around KK’s shoulders. “Is little KK feeling a little lonely? Does little baby need a hug?”
“Man, get off me,” KK says, still with a pout on her face, eyebrows furrowed. She props her elbows onto the coffee table while the rest of you burst into laughter at her antics. “Anyways. Y’all got any questions or anything?”
Georgia’s arm falls down from your shoulders to your waist, her nails lightly scratching your side.
“Who is the new girl?” KK reads off of the screen. “Y’all so rude, damn. This is Y/N, my new best friend and love of my life.”
You laugh, awkwardly waving to the screen.
“Y/N who are you?” KK reads another awkwardly worded comment.
Georgia makes a face and squeezes your waist, silently telling you that you don’t have to answer.
“Who am I? Um… I’m Y/N, I’m twenty-two, I’m in college right now…” You trail off, trying to think of something interesting to say. “My favorite color is pink?”
“Girl why was that a question?” KK laughs.
“I don’t know what to say!” You exclaim, gesturing to the phone. “There’s- oh, my God there’s 856 people on here. Why are you like really famous? Holy shit.”
“Thank you,” KK smiles, twirling a piece of her hair.
Georgia puts her free hand on the side of your face, angling you towards her as she narrows her eyes at the camera.
“She is also my girlfriend. So don’t get any ideas.”
“Girl, I think they can tell,” KK laughs, gesturing to the way you and Georgia are practically glued together.
Georgia shrugs. “I love my girlfriend.”
“We can tell.”
The comments immediately flood in. Some of them are talking about how cute the two of you are, a few of them are obvious jokes about you stealing everyone’s wife, but the one that sticks out to you isn’t anything like that.
wbblvr552022 THAT is georgia amoore’s gf? does she need her eyes checked 😭
You swallow, but thankfully there are so many comments pouring in that no one else seems to catch it.
“When’d you guys meet?” KK reads. “Oh, Q and A time, guys.”
Georgia immediately breaks out into a wide smile, contagious, one that makes you smile too.
She squeezes your waist in excitement before immediately launching into a dramatic retelling of her seeing you with your friends after a game, then her subtle way of inviting you to the next game in the set, then her subtle way of getting your number.
“And… the rest is history.”
KK laughs at the corny phrase, and you can’t help but smile either.
You lean forward to read more comments. “Oh, Georgia- what is your favorite thing about me?”
Georgia immediately presses her mouth into a line.
KK exaggeratedly turns towards the two of you, waiting patiently for an answer. “Don’t be shy, girly. I’m excited to hear this one.”
“I don’t think I should answer,” Georgia says, grimacing slightly. “Feels like a trap.”
“Well, there’s definitely wrong answers.” You pat her cheek with a smile. “C’mon, give it a try.”
“Umm… everything.”
You hum, pretending to think about it. “I’ll accept it.”
“What?” She asks, her eyes wide. “What the fuck is the right answer, then?”
You press your finger to her lips, shushing her. “Don’t worry about it, babe. You’ll get it one day.”
She rolls her eyes, but kisses the pad of your finger pressed against her lips. You can’t help but smile, wondering if the camera picked up that small movement- but you also find yourself not really caring.
wbblvr552022 is it possible to have a favorite thing about y/n? girl is UGLY
user-1 @wbblvr552022 hey this is actually insane!
user-2 @wbblvr552022 wtf is wrong w u?
You frown.
You can’t keep the look off of your face, you can’t help the sudden tightness in your chest and the thoughts facing through your mind.
Why are they so mean? What did you ever do to them? Are they just jealous? Or are they just right?
Do you deserve Georgia?
KK, surprisingly, is the first to notice your frown in the reflection. Her eyes meet yours, and she doesn’t say anything for a second.
She subtlety covers her mouth with her hand.
“You good?”
You’re really thankful that Georgia has suddenly turned away from the two of you to talk over her shoulder with a few girls behind you. You don’t even know their names, you don’t even care.
You smile in response.
You grab Georgia’s free hand, and she automatically tightens her arm around your waist. You tuck yourself into her, breathing in her comforting scent.
She turns back to the camera, barely even noticing the way you’re tucked into her- she’s just happy you’re touching her. You watch her smile at the camera and feel her squeeze your hand.
“Y/N’s sad?” She suddenly asks. She frowns at the screen, and your eyes widen-
user-1 y/n disappearing into georgia over there 😭😭😭
user-2 @/user-1 GOD they’re so cute i cant
user-3 y/n looks kinda sad tho??
user-1 wait you’re right y/n girl what’s wrong
You make a face and do your best to brush it off.
“I’m just tired.” You swear Georgia can hear the lie. “Thank you guys for worrying, though.” You flash the camera a bright smile and a thumbs-up.
wbblvr552022 GIRL put those chompers away 😭
user-1 @wbblvr552022 HELLO???? YALL SEEING THIS?
Georgia is not convinced that you’re okay. You can tell. She’s kinda tense against you, and she keeps looking towards the door like she’s ready to just throw you over her shoulder and leave.
She tries to meet your eyes, but you’re persistent in avoiding her, instead staring at yourself in the camera. You know that as soon as she looks at you, she’ll see it in your eyes. The bit of doubt you can’t hide.
What if they’re just right?
She suddenly squints at the camera, her eyes narrowing as she grabs it- despite KK’s protest- scrolling up as your heart slams in your chest.
“The fuck?”
The pure venom she spits those simple words out with makes KK stop trying to get her phone back.
“Georgia-” You start, squeezing the hand you’re still holding- she lets go of your hand to hold the phone.
“Sorry,” she mutters, her eyes scanning over the comments.
user-1 nice up close view i see
user-2 you got something in your nose queen
wbblvr552022 break up w your ugly ass girlfriend… cause im bored 🎶
“Are you fucking serious right now?”
“Um, hey… G?” KK starts, confused and smiling in a slightly scared way. “What’s goin’ on..?”
user-1 who the fuck is @wbblvr552022 and why have they been literally bullying y/n in the chat…
Your heart is beating so fast right now it’s roaring in your ears. Something inside of you just knows that the only way someone could get this kind of reaction out of Georgia is if they hurt you.
And as much as you hate to admit it, your heart keeps snagging on something in your chest. It does kinda hurt, as much as you want to rise above it.
Georgia hands KK’s phone back to her. She turns to you. Fuck.
“You saw those, didn’t you?”
“Georgia,” you sigh, wrapping your arms around yourself. “It’s just some random person on the internet. Yes, I saw it, but it doesn’t matter what they say, right?”
Your words sound confident and mature, and maybe if your voice could have displayed that too then Georgia would have let it go.
But you’re lying to her- and yourself.
It does fucking bother you, it does make you feel like shit- it makes you want to never go in front of a camera again.
“It’s nothing.”
You finally meet her eyes.
Maybe her being this pissed off should scare you, or concern you- but honestly? The fire in her eyes only ignites a fire inside of you. Deep in your stomach.
“It’s not fucking nothing, the fuck? No, no one gets to treat you like that. No one gets to make you sad.”
You put your hand on her face.
“Babe, it’s really sweet that you want to protect me, but you’re just gonna drag it out and make it worse, yeah? Okay? I appreciate it and I love you, but it’s okay.”
She looks away from you, trying to take a deep breath that sounds more like a pissed-off huff, and your heart is still fucking snagging on something-
“You love me, right?”
You blurt it out before you can even think, all small and insecure, chasing her love and affection that you know you have. At least, you should know you have it. But it’s like something inside of you screaming that you just need to hear it, that she loves you, and you know you’ll regret it forever if you don’t hear her say it right now.
“Fuck this,” Georgia says, practically hissing the words.
She sticks her hand out and KK- who sweetly has been doing her best to not listen to the conversation- gives the phone back.
Georgia props the camera up again, angling it so it’s only on her.
“I’m not fuckin’ playing, okay? I don’t know what the fuck is your problem, but I will literally kill you if you keep saying shit about my girlfriend.” She laughs dryly, but everyone knows there’s nothing funny about the look in her eyes and the conviction in her words. “Don’t talk about her, don’t think about her- don’t worry about my girl, she’s good with me. Worry about yourself when I fucking find you.”
She lets the phone fall back onto the table, crossing her arms, and you can tell that there’s still thoughts racing through her head.
KK slowly grabs the phone.
“Well… y’all heard her. I think it’s time to go, though… so, bye-bye girly-pops!”
She presses a button and closes her phone, and you watch the screen turn to black.
“Well,” you start, looking between Georgia and KK. “That was… something!”
Georgia sighs, itching her nose. “Sorry, baby.”
“Excuse?” KK asks.
Georgia barely cracks a smile. “Sorry, KK.”
“So… uhm… what the fuck happened?”
Georgia gestures towards the phone, huffing. “Someone was talking shit about Y/N. Like, calling her ugly, I- fuck.” She takes a deep breath. “Yeah.”
“Man, really? I’m sorry, Y/N- I would have blocked them if I saw it.”
You smile. “It’s not your fault, K. And it’s not that big of a deal, really. I mean, it sucks, but whatever. I should get used to it, right?”
Georgia laughs. “No. I am never posting you again. I’m never letting you be in a live ever again. They can’t treat you right then they don’t get to see you.”
KK makes a face that forces you to stifle a giggle. “Okay, Ms. Possessive-and-Controlling.”
She smiles. “Is that a bad thing?”
Your cheeks suddenly feel hot, because it’s really not. And you know Georgia is mostly speaking out of anger- she’s not really gonna keep you hidden from the world of social media. She might, for a week or two, but then she’ll probably forget.
“It’s been a lot of fun, KK, but maybe Georgia and I should go home..?”
Suddenly, she has the biggest grin on her face.
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Laying with Georgia in your comfy bed, wrapped in comfy blankets, shrouded by darkness with her chest as your pillow is probably where you feel safest. Nothing can reach you here. Social media or physical, you’re completely safe in her arms and the darkness.
“Happy?” You mutter into the darkness, smiling as you think of how mad she was just an hour ago.
“I’m really bloody happy, actually.”
“Very long night of sharing me, huh? Poor baby.”
“I agree,” she yawns. “We shouldn’t ever go out again. We should just stay in this amazing bed.”
“Okay, baby,” you mutter with an eye roll, humoring her.
“Y/N,” she says after a blissful moment. You can hear it in her voice. The concern, the hesitation. “I love you. I love you so much sometimes I’m kinda convinced you put a spell on me. Like, it shouldn’t be possible to love someone this much.”
You smile.
“I’ve caught you in my web,” you tease. “But you walked right into it.”
“Yeah, I did,” she laughs. “But I love you. You shouldn’t have to question that. I’m not doing my job as your girlfriend if you do.”
She kisses your forehead.
“All I want is for you to be happy… right next to me, though.”
You sit up, placing your hands on her chest as you swing one of your legs over her waist.
“I don’t have any plans of leaving. Do you?”
Her hands immediately move to rub up and down you thighs.
“Nope. Also, I change my mind. I want you to be happy on top of me. Or under me, I’m not picky.”
You laugh, leaning down so you can kiss her nose. You hands work out knots in her perpetually tense shoulders.
“Always thinkin’ about sex,” you mutter.
“Always thinkin’ ‘bout you,” she corrects. “And fucking you.”
You’re about to kiss her when she suddenly pulls back.
“You’re sure you’re good?”
You smile at her sweet concern for you.
“Yes, Georgia, I’m good. I mean… I felt kinda shitty for a second. Doubting that I was good enough for you- it’s silly. I know I am. And I’m… trying not to care about what they think.”
She brushes some hair behind your ear, nodding.
“You know I love you, right?” She smiles when she says it, because both of you know she tells you and shows you possibly too much.
“I know you love me,” you smile, your lips ghosting over hers. “I love you, too, my basketball star.” You press a kiss to the corner of her lips- then her chin, and you’re about to kiss her neck-
“As sexy as that is, I still want to show you how much I love you. You doubted I loved you today. We can’t have that happening.”
She sits up, and you sit back on your heels, rolling your eyes. “I know you love me. It was a millisecond, babe-”
Her hands squeeze your waist.
“Why don’t you just shut your pretty mouth and lay on your back?” She kisses your neck, that one special place that only she knows to kiss, the place that she found by loving you and now covets like treasure.
A moan immediately spills out of your mouth.
“I can do that,” you breath, reveling in the way her hands feel as she helps you lay back.
“I know you can, baby,” she smiles. “Be a good girl, now, yeah? Let me love you.”
You’re really fucking glad that you caught this girl.
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warnings: nsfw
She will make you wear her jersey to basketball games even if your on the team with her
Will introduce you to the entire team and regret it after they all flirt with you to get her riled up
VERY PROTECTIVE OVER YOU
hates when anyone else tries flirting with you or getting to touchy
Sitting inside the cafe you smile at the waitress “ Can I have a French vanilla latte please “ you ask while the rest of the team says there orders after. The waitress smiles at you again “ Of course pretty I’m on it “ she says to you before walking away.
Azzi glares at her wrapping her arm around your shoulders and kissing your neck. You look at your girlfriend and push her head away “ relax Az “ you tell her.
A few minutes later the waitress comes back handing everyone their drinks. She hands you the drink and grabs you arm lightly “ If you need anything else let me- “ she says before Azzi interrupters her “ My girlfriend is fine so you can leave “ you turn your head to your girlfriend and stare at her annoyed. The waitress walks away and you roll your eyes “ She was just being nice “ Paige rolls her eyes at your words “ Nice my ass she wanted you real bad “ Azzi nods her head agreeing with Paige. She pulls you into her and kisses your cheek before looking over and smirking at the waitress who was watching.
Best believe after a hard game she’s coming to you to release her emotions verbally and physically
Your always stealing her clothes
Azzi 100% has a Polaroid picture collection of the both of you guys being cute and sexy
Loves when you ride her thigh and will beg you too
When you first got together you were really shy so Azzi had to make the first moves until one day you kissed her
Shows off her muscles to you 24/7 it’s her biggest flex
Azzi and you were on the court together practicing together when you went to shoot a three pointer, your girlfriend came from behind you and grabbed you throwing you over her shoulder. “ Azzi that’s not fair! Put me down “ you squeal she shakes her head and runs around the court with you on her shoulder.
When she finally puts you down you push her but she barely moves “ I was going to win you cheated “ you tell her. Azzi shrugs and flexes “ With these muscles come on baby “ she smirks at you. Rolling your eyes you go to walk away before she pulls you into her wraps her arms around your waist. Subconsciously you relax into her “ Let’s go home huh baby. Wanna make you feel good with these muscles “ she says flexing her arms around you.
Your always helping each other with school work
Paige has walked in on you two fucking and has claimed to be “ traumatized “
Azzi loves watching scary movies together just so you can both hold each other
Mostly the big spoon but once in a while you will hold her
MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH
She is the first person you go to when you have anxiety about something
Loves holding you
You lay down your head on Azzi’s chest as she wraps her strong arms around you. She hums softly eyes moving from the TV to you every few moments. Your eyes are shut as you trace circles onto her stomach “ Baby are you okay? “ Azzi asks you.
You nod and turn your head to look at the beautiful girl infront of you “ M fine just tried Azzi “ you mumble kissing her chest before laying back down. She nods and rubs your back “ Go to sleep baby I love you “ Azzi says you nod “ I love you more “ before closing your eyes feeling safe in her arms.
Loves carrying you around, in her arms on her back she doesn’t care
Your always comforting her after a hard game hugging her telling her how good she is
You take care of her all though her ACL injury
She 100% made you sit on her face all the time durning that because she couldn’t move her leg
SEND REQUESTS YALL I CANNOT ASK ENOUGH I NEED THEM
FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL UPDATES
- so many classes with the opps
- cried this morning bc I did not wanna come to school
- I have so much stress since I’m a senior this year it’s insane
- teachers are lowkey dickheads about the phone policy like let me be
- I HATE HATE HATE WHEN PPL ARE DISRESPECTFUL TO A SWEET TEACHER
- had to walk home in the hot ass weather
- my new deen is awesome is love her
- school painted out lockers
- apparently I need to pass every class or I won’t graduate on time so that’s hard asf
- cried durning lunch bc i wanted to go home
- my dad refused to pick me up
Paige in that god damn bucket hat turns me on in a way that is bad for feminism
I was looking for a certain gif to make and I found this gem in my camera roll...
I’m unwell nobody speak to me
Shit idk probably a week or two idfk I wanna get more on my ears but she finna cry and guilt trip me and ion wanna deal with that like im almost 18 she gotta let me be
Hi pookiebutt should I get more piercings and risk getting into more arguments with my mom and possibly my phone taken
i mean shit how long you think she would take your phone. n if u do get ones you can hide really well
Apparently it’s a glitch because Q deactivated then reactivated her ig account
Oh that makes sense but still appertly she outed her teammates ( and everyone’s assuming it’s about Pazzi we don’t know for sure what she did say ) to a girl she barley knew for god knows what reason so I feel bad for both of them and the other girls because Q is making UConn look bad right now she should just transfer or leave the school bc the accusations that Q is facing is crazy ( sexual harassment, bullying, Minors, just being weird in general )
pbnbucks is one of my favorite writers I love love love love love
Paige x fem x nika
So let’s say that fem gets a boyfriend and both of them get jealous and the boyfriend cheats on fem and Paige and Nika comfort her and it ends up in smut of them being possessive and trying to prove to fem that she should be with them and not him
word count : 734
warnings : sorta angsty, cheating barely, cussing, filthy smut
summary : nikas tired of your boyfriend and she thinks you guys need a break
“oh sweet girl im so sorry” the blonde says rubbing your back as the 2 girls try and comfort you “i mean i dont know why he would do that” nika rolls her eyes as she seen tears roll down your face for the past 2 hours “and i dont know why you would stay with him and forgive him” paige gives nika a ‘stop it’ look as your face completely goes emotionless at her comment as she leaves no sympathy for you. “nika i don’t even want to here it right now” your comment makes her angry at how naive you are about the situation. “no i dont want to hear you crying about him when you now theres so much better out there” she says as she was ignoring everything you where ranting about to paige “he said he was sorry…” she sits down right in front of you with a stern look on her face “he’s not sorry i can promise you that, let me and paige show you what sorry really is.” she says as you both move your head to look over at paige “how?” paige smirks at your confused innocent look “like this baby” paige softly pushes you onto the bed as her finger slip under you waist down looking up at you asking for consent with her eyes and you nod your head as nika works with removing your shirt massaging your breast. you whine at the the feeling as the to girls are concerned on how to please you, you feel the cold air hit your slick making paige coo “look how wet you are and we haven’t even touched you yet” paige teases. “such a sweet girl of us” nika chimes in with a strap now on her body as she aligns herself with you entrance slowly pushing in, while paige finds her way to your breast massaging one and sucking on the other one. the work of the two girls make the most pornographic moans leave your mouth as paige hums in response feeling pride from her work. "Quiet. We don't wanna get caught now, do we?" nika coos as her hand covers your mouth muffling your moans adding a response “even though i wish i could listen to your pretty noises all night long baby” her other hand begins to circle your clit while paige uses her talented mouth to form hickeys all over your chest making your stomach turn forming a knot. “such a good girl” paige praises at your skill to remain quiet. “fuck- im gonna cum” you plea as the croatian speeds up trying to rush you into release. “thats it baby, cum all over my cock” she begs once your release comes crashing down as your liquids spill all over her strap and the bed, as paige now covers your mouth once the moans begin to leave your mouth hushing you. nika helps you ride out your high as she slowly removes the strap from your now sensitive body, paige makes her way to your pussy instantly sucking on your clit while adding two fingers into your wet hole as she wastes no time letting go you adjust to her. “fucking love this pussy” she speaks sending vibrations through your core as your hands grip the bed sheets. nika makes her way to your jawline placing sloppy kisses massaging your left nipple. her tongue flicks over your sensitive bud as she bring her arm over your waist pressing you down into the bed. “you want a taste nika?” paige pops her head up waiting for nikas response as nika goes onto her knees as they both pick up the pace both making their assault on your puffy clit as paige’s lanky fingers slip in and out of you making filthy noises leave your hole. “fuck fuck fuck im so fucking close” your legs begin to shake and squirm as nika holds your waist down. the knot forms getting tighter and tighter as the girls praise your body movements into release. “holy shit” the girls both say in unison is you were now squirting on their tongues every bit of release you had left making your body shutter at the contact. the get every last bit of cum you had left as nika comes up to your ear as she whispers sweat nothings in your ear “such a pretty girl”