Guys Come Talk To Me Please

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Welcomed

Kamora Arnold x Fem

Synopsis: Your the newest freshman recruit at UConn and KK takes a liking to you

This morning you had a short meeting with your new coach Geno, since you committed to play basketball for UConn. He told you where you would be staying, what the practice schedule is and all about what you needed to know about the school and team.

Walking around the athletes dorms you have no idea where the hell you’re going. Groaning you sit down on one of the couches re-reading the papers trying to find the one with directions you have written down. While you’re looking for the paper you hear people walk into laughing. Paige stops and looks at you “Yo your the new girl Y/n right?” she asks you walking over, KK and Ice behind her. You nod standing up “Yeah sorry I’m lowkey lost” you admit looking at the other two girls smiling at them.

KK looks you up and down “What’s your dorm number?” she asks you looking down at all the papers in your hand. You hum for a second looking through them “261” you say and KK grins “Yo that’s mines come on I’ll show you” she says grabbing your hand and dragging you along with her leaving Paige and Ice in the living room.

Following KK’s lead she takes you to her dorm room, you look around at her side before throwing your purse on the empty bed across the room. KK sits on her bed “Where’s all your stuff?” she asks you watching you look around in awe. You look back at her “In my car I don’t feel like carrying it all” you tell her watching as she gets up from her bed and grabs your arm “Girlboo no we decorating and getting you moved in right now come on get up” she says pulling you off the bed and out the door. KK goes over to Paige and Ice who were on the couch with Morgan “Yall we finna help the new freshie move in her dorm let’s go right now” she demands pulling you by the arm infront of them.

“Hi your Morgan right? Thank god I’m not the only freshman” you say as she gets up hugging you. She smiles down at you “Yeah it’s nice to meet you come let’s get you stuff” she says. You lead them to your car and Paige gasps “This is fire ass car girl how you get this?” she asks staring at your jeep wrangler in shock.

Shrugging your open the trunk and take out your four suitcases “My mom got it for me it used to be hers” you tell them holding two of your suitcases before KK grabs both of them from your hands them to Paige and Ice. She grabs the other two and starts walking back inside, you lock your car and both you and Morgan start talking while you follow the three older girls in front of you both.

They drop your stuff off in your room before going back to the living room, KK staying with in the room. Looking at her confused “You don’t wanna go back with your friends and relax?” you ask her bending down to open one of your suitcases. She comes down on the floor with you “Nah let me help you ma” she reply’s grabbing some sheets and starting to make your bed for you.

The both of you decorate the dorm together laughing and getting to know each other the whole time.

Flopping down on your now made bed you whine “Why was that so tiring?” you ask turning your head to look at the older girl sitting on her bed. She shrugs “Fuck if I know but we did good ma” she says getting up and coming down to your bed pushing you over so she can lay with you.

Both of your shoulders touching and you turn your head to look at her “Is it hard being away from family and stuff?” you ask her watching as she turns her body to face you.

“Yeah but the people here can make it feel at home. Don’t worry I’ll always be there for you if you need anything” KK tells you one of her hands coming to brush a piece of hair behind your ear.

You can’t stop the butterflies that erupt in your stomach by her touch, you blush a bit looking down shaking your head. KK laughs “I got you cheesing now huh” she teases you before you shove her. Getting up from the bed you flip her off “Shut up” you mumble sliding your shoes back on.

KK watches you get up and you look at her with your hands on your hips “Get up we gonna go get food I’m starving” you say grabbing her hands and pulling her off of your bed. She nods fast and puts her shoes on before grabbing your hand once more dragging you out of your dorm. You knew that this would not be the first time KK was gonna be dragging you around.

꣑୧ summary— Your girlfriend Caitlin Clark can’t stop herself from coming home after a rough game and taking it out on you

warnings— strap on sex, degradation, dacryphilia

Her strong hands hold your hips pushing back against her as she fucks you from behind. The feeling of her strap pushing against your gummy walls hitting that sweet spot inside you that makes you see stars had you a moaning mess under her. You couldn’t even try to stop the sounds leaving your mouth, the pleasure she was giving you was just too much. You already came once and now she was pushing you to cum again, the overstimulation turning you into a mess under her.

“Fuck you like this shit don’t you, it don’t matter how I play you just know your getting fucked either way” She groans thrusting the strap harder into you, her hands squeezing your hips, as she pushes you on her strap.

You try to speak but your head felt too fuzzy with the way she was speaking to you and fucking your “Yes Caitlin- please- p-please” you whine not even knowing what your whining for, just wanting pleasure from the girl behind you.

She smirks and flips you both over so you’re now on your back, her hand comes to hold both of yours above your head, restricting your movements. Caitlin looks down at you while she hovers above you the strap still inside you but unmoving. She watches you squirm under her “Poor baby can’t do anything for herself huh, need me to do everything” she husks in your ear bending down to leave warm kisses down your neck.

Your hips jerk up trying to get some kind of pleasure but she moves away from your neck holding your stomach down with her hand stopping you from fucking yourself on her strap. Starting to move her hips again she goes faster, her hips slamming into yours, as she fucks you with her strap. She fucks you harder than before her hand on your stomach moving down to rub your clit between your folds “Fucking slut all you care about is getting fucked” she groans pushing her strap deeper into you.

Once she sees your about to cum she speeds up her movements, letting go of your hands above your head to hold your hip. She keeps your still as she fucks into you “Please Caitl— mm gonna cum” you moan your back arching slightly.

She smirks and moves her head down to kiss you as she continues to fuck you. Pulling away from the kiss she lets go of your hip and brings her hand up to wipe your fallen tears “Go on princess cum for me” she says rubbing your clit faster until your cumming onto her strap.

I can’t flick the bean and read smut at the same time I have ADHD

My girl ate this the fuck up yall

We love Caroline Harvey here!

If You Lie Down With Me

Caroline (KK) Harvey x Fem!Reader

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synopsis: away game shenanigans

a/n: guys have i mentioned that i’m a genius… from this ask!! i hope you all enjoy!! this is like literally so bad i cant 😭😭

If You Lie Down With Me - Lana Del Rey

warnings: I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT COLLEGE OR HOCKEY, pls forgive me for inaccuracies 😞, texting again, phone calls blah blah, but some people might hate that so here is your warning, swearing and the usual, like mentions of kissing and some suggestiveness, cringey tik tok prank idc i think it’s cute, mentions of violence and black eyes, lmk if i missed anything!!

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Someone’s on top of you.

It’s early in the morning, so early that you would probably be insane to call it morning. The darkness presses around you physically, keeping your eyes shut even as an alarm you barely noticed before comes into focus- blaring loudly.

“I don’t want to go,” someone moans.

Is someone on top of you? Or is that just blankets? Or maybe it’s a physical manifestation of your exhaustion.

You open your eyes, feeling like you might actually die with just that little motion, trying to roll around and stretch- but you can’t. Yes. Someone is definitely on top you.

KK? You try to ask, but you’re so tired that the only thing that comes out is a garbled “K.”

“I don’t want to go,” your girlfriend repeats, pushing her face into your neck and wrapping her arms around your body.

Your eyes drift shut for another second, the alarm fading into the background. It takes another minute, in which KK falls back asleep on top of you, for you to fully wake up and for your brain to start working. You reach out towards the bedside table, fumbling with KK’s phone until you can finally see the alarm, the time of 4:30 A.M., and the name of the alarm-

flight at 7 wake up

“Fuck,” you gasp, trying to push your girlfriend off of you. She pouts and hugs you tighter, and all of that hockey muscle is simply dead weight when she’s asleep. “KK. KK, get up, I’m serious.”

It takes a few hard shakes, but she finally wakes up, adorable pout still stuck on her face.

“What the fuck could possibly be going on?” She groans.

“You have a game, KK. Get off of me.”

She reluctantly rolls off of you, quickly shuffling around. You would be stupid to think she’s actually getting up, so it’s no surprise when she simply presses her face into your neck and wraps her arm around your waist.

“Fuck the stupid fucking game.”

Why on God’s green earth did you agree to sleep over?

You wouldn’t call Caroline overly clingy, although her main love language is probably touch, she’s more into the little things. Hand holding, your feet in her lap when you’re sitting on the couch, arm around your waist in public- laying completely on top of you when you’re sleeping.

She’s always at her worst the day before away games, forcing you to sleep over and smiling so sweetly when she asks you can’t even think about saying no. She spends the entire night with you wrapped up in her arms, trying to soak in as much time with you as she can.

It’s horribly early on Thursday morning, and she won’t be coming back until Sunday night.

And you don’t blame her. Away games are hard, but it comes with the territory of dating a D1 athlete. She was so sweet about it when you first started seeing each other, claiming she understood if it was a dealbreaker but you knew you were too far in to say no.

You thought you could handle it, just a few nights away from her, but just doing every daily task knowing that she’s so far away from you just makes everything feel wrong. And when there’s a time difference, she’s often not just a phone call away.

Caroline, when she’s away, takes it upon herself to text and call you so much it sometimes feels like she’s never really left, until you’re on FaceTime with her at the end of the night and the sound of her voice is almost enough to make you cry, because she’s almost there with you- but not really.

She kisses the side of your neck, and you fight the urge to roll your eyes.

You’re going to miss her so bad. But it’s hard to remember that you’re going to miss her when you have to deal with her perpetually late self.

“Can you turn off that alarm?” Oh. You forgot to turn it off.

“KK,” you sigh. She frowns against your neck. “Get. Up.”

“Noooooo, Y/N, please. Five more minutes-”

Someone bangs loudly on the door. “Turn it off and get up!”

That grumpy voice can only belong to Laila.

They’re normally very happy people, you try to convince yourself. And normally you aren’t this cranky either- but it’s so early. And you would be lying if you said you weren’t going to miss KK too.

You slowly reach out and hit snooze on the alarm.

The blaring blessedly stops, and KK smiles and pulls you even closer to her. “Five more minutes.”

“I’m going back to sleep,” you mumble.

KK’s hand slowly runs down the side of your waist until she reaches the hem of your shirt, slipping her hand under it so her warm hand is pressed up right against your skin. You shiver a bit at the feeling, and she still hasn’t wiped that satisfied smile off of her face- you can feel it against your neck.

“Okay, baby,” she mumbles back, thumb rubbing back and forth against your skin.

She’s going to be late again, you resign. She’s going to make Laila late, and then you’ll have to listen about how bitter Laila is until they make up, and then until KK eventually makes her late again- it’s a vicious cycle.

“I’m gonna miss you,” she whispers. Fuck.

Now you miss her. You miss this slow moment already, and you haven’t even left it.

“I’m gonna miss you too. I hate away games.”

“I know,” she hums, pressing another kiss against your bare shoulder. “I hate ‘em too.”

“You gotta get up, seriously,” you say. Even if you dragged her out of bed right now, all of you know that KK is probably still going to be late, and Laila by extension. “You’re gonna get in trouble if you’re late again, babe.”

“Okay?” She scoffs. “Worth it.”

“No, actually, not worth it.”

You open your eyes at the new voice, too tired to question how the hell Lalia has silently appeared in front of you.

She pulls the blanket off KK, and you, causing you to gasp and shoot her a glare. She shoots one right back, before animatedly fake gagging at the sight of KK’s hand under your shirt and the fact she’s actively trying to burrow under your skin.

“Laila,” KK groans. You almost laugh at how much moaning and groaning there’s been this morning. “I’m saying goodbye.”

Lalia rolls her eyes before smiling wide, completely fake, sleep evident on her face. “Bye, Y/N! I love you so much, you’re the best girlfriend ever! I’m going to be so, so miserable without you and your lips and your attention-”

“I do not sound like that,” KK huffs.

“Oh, you do. Anyways, goodbye, Y/N. See? I just did it- not hard at all.”

“Y/N,” KK says.

“You do kinda sound like that,” you shrug.

“Both of you are assholes,” she says, finally letting go of you and sitting up. “I’m getting up, okay?”

Lalia stares at her expectantly, waiting for KK to actually get up.

You laugh as she mutters something under her breath, again being all pouty, probably cursing you and Laila out.

“Goodbye, my wonderful, very talented hockey players,” you sigh, waving before pulling the sheets back around you again. “Good luck!”

“Bye, Y/N!” Laila says, seemingly much more happy now that KK is at least out of bed.

KK smiles down at you before pulling the blanket over you, tucking it around you as she leans down and quickly kisses you.

“Goodnight, baby,” she whispers.

“Good morning,” you whisper back, unable to help yourself from wrapping your arms around her neck and pulling her down into another kiss. When you pull away, you smile at her, feeling so in love that annoying as being away from her is, you wouldn’t trade it for anything. “Good luck, babe. Although you don’t really need it.”

You softly squeeze her bicep, knowing a good stroke of her ego is probably the best going away present you could give her.

“Call you tonight?” She whispers, not even gone yet but already planning the next time she can talk to you.

“Obviously.”

—-

hockey queen: r u alive

you: surprisingly yes

you: life is colorless without u and i can taste sounds

hockey queen: really bc i can hear tastes

hockey queen: anyways our flight landed

you: thank god. i was terrified

hockey queen: haha. u love me

you: 🧐

hockey queen: i hate u ttyl

you: ☹️

you: ☹️

you: ☹️

you: ☹️

you: it’s been 10 mins… no answer… might die

you: ☹️

you: ☹️

hockey queen: i’m not responding to people who don’t love me and don’t care about my safety

you: ily and i care about ur safety

hockey queen: and suddenly i don’t hate u anymore

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hockey queen: just got back to hotel

hockey queen: practice was hell

hockey queen: pls can i call u now

hockey queen: pls y/n

hockey queen: y/n

you: one sec sorry almost done w hw

hockey queen: ok cool idc

Incoming call from: hockey queen

Call Declined

you: I SAID ONE SEC

Incoming call from: hockey queen

Call Declined

you: omg i’m so serious i’ll block u

Incoming call from: hockey queen

Call Accepted

“You are literally the most annoying person I have ever met in my entire life.”

You prop up the phone against the lamp on your desk, seeing a flash of your girlfriend’s face in an otherwise dark hotel room.

“You know you love me.”

You resist the urge to say something mean back, remembering earlier today when she had ignored you for entire 10 minutes, despite your persistent sad emojis, she’ll probably be petty and hang up on you.

And you want to hear her voice.

“Yes,” you say through gritted teeth. “I love you!”

“Aw, just what I wanna hear.”

Finally, you look at the screen, seeing KK smiling widely at you, and your stomach does an embarrassing flip. That fucking smile.

You smile back, feeling heat rise to your cheeks with the way she stares at you adoringly.

“The plane ride was really pretty this morning, with the sun rise. You would have liked it a lot.”

“And to think, at the same time I was probably looking at your ceiling.”

She hums suggestively, and you roll your eyes.

“Fuckin’ freak. Ok, I’m done,” you sigh, finally setting your pen down and stretching your hand out.

You sigh, grabbing your phone as you stand up, stretching and not caring about what unattractive angle your phone is currently catching you in. You flip the lights off and climb into bed, thankful your roommate had decided that tonight she was taking an everything shower and would probably be gone for a long time.

“How was your day?” KK asks as you get into bed, holding the phone a foot in front of your face against the bed as you lay on your side.

“Hm, it was okay. Kinda boring, really.”

“Cause I wasn’t there?”

“…Yeah, sure.”

KK frowns. “You’re actually so fuckin’ mean to me. Laila too. I don’t deserve this, for real.”

“I’m teasinggggg,” you smile. “I love you. My life is miserable without you. I can barely function without you. I miss you so much it’s consuming me. I-”

“Babe, shut up.”

“So you don’t love me?”

“I love you,” she scoffs. “My roomie’s gonna be back soon, though. And I’m exhausted, sorry.”

“It’s okay,” you reassure. “I just wanted to hear your voice for just a little bit. I’m tired too.”

“I miss you,” KK says, dropping her voice to a whisper, making it sound like she’s admitting a deep dark secret.

You could tease her about how it hasn’t even been a day. But you miss her too.

“I know. I miss you, too.”

You stare at her through the screen, watching as she smiles sleepily at you, eyes drooping.

“You’re so pretty,” she says after a second.

“Maybe try telling me that when your eyes are actually open, babe.”

“Don’t need it see you to know how beautiful you are. I can feel it through the phone.” Now, her eyes are fully shut and if you were there with her, you could imagine hearing her breathing even out if your head was pressed against her chest.

“Goodnight,” you smile. “I love you. So much, baby.”

Your heart sometimes feels like it’s literally going to burst. Maybe you have an unknown heart condition, but knowing that KK loves you, the way she shows it, and just… KK. How beautiful she is. How she makes you feel and how you make her feel. Her loving you and you loving her feels so impossibly perfect. So good, so right. The feelings you get when you’re with her don’t even have words in the English language.

You feel everything with her, happy and sad and whatever- but under all of it there’s this layer of belonging, of calmness. You belong with her, to her, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

You stare at the screen with a smile, that same smile slowly fading when she doesn’t answer.

“KK?”

Silence.

“Caroline. Caroline. You didn’t say I love you.”

Her sleeping face is beautiful, but you just want to hear her say goodnight and that she loves you back.

“Okay, fine. Whatever. Wait until tomorrow.”

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Call ended by: hockey queen

hockey queen: it was so amazing to wake up to ur drooling face on my screen this morning. felt like i was right there with you

hockey queen: we have a workout super early today but text me when u wake up pls

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you: super busy all day but i’ll text later

you: also i don’t drool

hockey queen: what r u doing on a friday without me

you: i have friends and school yk

hockey queen: ok be safe and call me later i miss ur face

you: look at a picture then??

hockey queen: i am rn but it’s not the same

you: u r actually so clingy when u go away it might fr be a medical problem

hockey queen: ur fault bc ur so hot 😫

you: thanks…

hockey queen: you’re welcome ❤️

When you finally get home after a busy day of lying to KK that you were out doing something, your friend in your first class had actually helped you come up with a good plan to get back at her.

You had actually forgotten about the fact she didn’t say goodnight or I love you when you woke up, but when you saw that she didn’t even say an actual “good morning” to you… would it really hurt anyone to do a harmless Tik Tok prank?

It would probably scare the shit out of Caroline, which is exactly what she deserved.

You put on your best pouty face, taking a picture with the filter on. It actually was a pretty convincing black eye.

You had kinda failed by letting yourself text her back like everything was normal, but the element of surprise was probably a good thing.

you: *picture*

you: 🤕

hockey queen: what the actual fuck

hockey queen: r u ok???

hockey queen: wtf who did this to you

hockey queen: y/n r u ok

hockey queen: text me

hockey queen: y/n

hockey queen: what the fuck happened

One missed call from: hockey queen

Two missed calls from: hockey queen

hockey queen: y/n i’m so serious answer ur phone

hockey queen: u can’t send that and then not answer

Three missed calls from: hockey queen

you: *picture without filter*

hockey queen: what

you: i’m sorry it was so funny 😂😂

hockey queen: r u serious

hockey queen: i actually hate u

hockey queen: i was so scared

you: ik it was so fucking funny i’m still laughing 😂

hockey queen: i’m blocking u don’t talk to me

hockey queen: why did u do this fr

hockey queen: i don’t deserve this

you: u forgot to say goodnight last night

you: and didn’t say good morning either

you: karma 🤷‍♀️

hockey queen: r u serious

you: deadly

hockey queen: and i’m the clingy one?? ur lucky i love u

hockey queen: ok i have to go get ready for the game but i’m calling you later just to say goodnight

hockey queen: i think u gave me a heart attack

you: aw ur so sweet 🥹

you: ok srsly goodbye ily ur gonna do amazing good luck 😘

hockey queen: thank you baby

hockey queen: ilyt

hockey queen: goodbye

hockey queen: ok make sure you see that goodbye my heart can’t take another stupid prank

you: yes ma’am i see it and no more pranks 🫡 maybe

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hockey queen: go to my place

you: huh

hockey queen: flight gets in at 11 ur gonna sleepover

you: so when did i agree to this

hockey queen: when i asked u to be my gf and u said yes look over ur contract

you: oh silly me i see it right here

you: “due to caroline’s excessive clinginess and obsessive tendencies, she reserves the right to force y/n to sleepover at any time”

hockey queen: 🙏

hockey queen: just go hang out at my place u can order dinner and i’ll pay

you: awww how sweet

hockey queen: i love my gf 🔥

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You wake up to the feeling of someone cupping your face, pressing a kiss to the tip of your nose. The feeling of someone hovering over you.

“Wha?” You mumble, stretching, opening your eyes into the darkness but seeing nothing. You eyes slowly start to adjust, but they don’t need to.

“Sorry, baby, I didn’t mean to wake you,” Caroline whispers. She smooths your hair back, and your eyes drift shut again at the calming motion. “Go back to sleep, okay? I’ll be back in a minute.”

“KK?” you ask into the darkness, mind foggy.

“Yeah, baby?”

“I missed you.”

She laughs a bit before kissing the top of your head, hand drifting down to cup your cheek again. “I know.”

You unknowingly latch onto her wrist, holding her hand in place against your face. “Come to bed,” you mutter. “I missed you.”

She softly detangles herself from you, and you feel like a child about to throw a tantrum. “One second, okay, baby? I still gotta get ready for bed, I just wanted to see you.”

You groan but let go, the darkness of her room pressing around you similarly to the morning when she left. Your mind drifts back to that, to how good it felt to wake up next to her, how utterly right. You think about how mean you’ve been to her since she left, using sarcasm to cover up the way your heart literally beats crookedly when she’s away from you.

Wow, maybe you’re the clingy one.

You think about the sound of her voice on FaceTime as she’s falling asleep, and you think about how good it will feel now right in your ear. You think about your empty bed back in your dorm, sleeping lonely even in her shirts that smell like her.

You roll over onto your stomach, blankets sliding off of you as the sound of the sink running in the bathroom makes you so fucking impatient.

“K,” you groan, deciding she’s taking too long.

“Calm down,” she whispers, voice very amused, and it feels so right when you suddenly feel the covers pull back and someone slip in next to you. She runs her hand along your upper back where her last name is printed on. “You look so sexy in my shirt.”

“Thanks,” you mutter, already half asleep again and shifting around as her arms slide around you, pressing yourself back up against her. Too tired to flip back around but still needed to be touching her as much as possible.

“Was your dinner good?” She asks, kissing your neck.

“Yeah,” you yawn. “Thank you for paying, babe.”

“Mhm,” she hums, squeezing the arm wrapped around your waist. “Come closer.”

“I am closer.”

“Fine,” she mumbles, yawning herself as she settles against you. You can hear the smile in her voice when she speaks. “Goodnight, Y/N,” she enunciates.

You almost laugh at how petty it seems to prank her for not saying goodnight.

“Goodnight, Caroline,” you say back.

Maybe you’re both just really annoying and really clingy, but when you’re wrapped around each other like this, and everything feels so perfect that you can’t even imagine her ever being away from you ever again, pieces of her always carried in your heart, you can’t be bothered.

Maybe you’ll regret this in the morning, though, when KK doesn’t let you leave her bed until noon.

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Wisdom Teeth

Kamora “KK” Arnold x fem

Synopsis: You get forced to get your wisdom teeth removed and your girlfriend KK has to take care of you with the help of the team.

Today was the day you were dreading, you were going to the dentist to get your wisdom teeth removed. Not only were you scared of dentist you did not want to get them removed because Paige kept scaring you telling you how much it would hurt.

You groan sitting on the couch with Paige while KK takes a shower. The blonde would not stop teasing you about your appointment today.

“So for the next week or two you can’t have liquids no real food” Paige says smiling, as if she wasn’t scaring the living hell out of you in this moment. Your eyes widen scared “What? You’re lying- no- nope” you decline her words shaking your head.

Paige smirks, laughing at you before Azzi walks in and slaps the back of her head “Your being mean Paige enough” the curly haired girl reprimands her. Paige acts shocked feigning innocence “What? I’m just trying to help her be prepared” she whines.

Azzi scoffs “No you know what your doing now your gonna stop and go get us some water” she tells Paige taking the seat on the couch next to you after the blonde gets up. You sigh and lay your dead back “I’m scared” you admit pouting. Azzi rolls her eyes knowing Paige was the reason why. Her hand comes to hold yours “Don’t worry KK will be there and after we will all be here for you. Don’t listen to Paige she’s a dickhead” she comforts you while Paige comes back only hearing the end of her sentence.

Before Paige can say anything your girlfriend runs into the living room “Baby come on we’re gonna be late” she says grabbing your arm. Paige waves to you smiling “Goodluck oh by the way make sure to get extra cotton pads for the blood” she winks while Azzi slaps her arm disappointed.

“What? Blood? KK you never said anything about blood” you say panicked while KK squeezes your arm. She opens the passenger car door for you “Just relax please mama” she looks at you bending down to be face to face to you while you buckle your seatbelt.

The look on her face helps you calm down a bit “I’ll try for you” you promise the girl before bringing your hand up to hold her chin, pulling her into a kiss. One of her hands comes up to caress your cheek, her thumb brushing up and down. She pulls away from the kiss her thumb still moving “Don’t try to distract me we have to go” she says sternly closing the car door, before walking to the other side hopping in and starting the car.

The whole ride to the dentist Kamora tried to take your mind off of your fears. She made jokes, sung songs even went live for a few minutes, anything to try and help relax you.

“Okay come on don’t be scared” KK says opening the car door for you, and helping you out of the car. You hold her hand the whole time she helps you sign the dentist papers. A older looking nurse says your name and ushers you into a room, KK follows you both.

The dentist comes in and sits down infront of you both “The procedure will take an hour maybe longer. Now we’re going to start you with anesthesia” he tells you before looking at your girlfriend expecting her to leave.

KK comes over to you and kisses your forehead petting down your hair “It’s going to be okay mama I promise” she tells you. You look at her through your lashes “It’s going to be okay” you repeat letting out a deep breath before kissing her hand and watching as she walks out the door, before looking back at you giving you that signature KK smile.

Scrolling on her phone, sitting in the waiting room KK waiting, her leg bouncing up and down nervous for you. Though she didn’t let it show, she knew if you thought she was calm and collected you would be too. The nurse from earlier steps out and calls her name motioning for KK to follow her.

When she enters the recovery room, she sees you sitting in a reclined chair with a pout on your face and gauze in your mouth.

You look at her with a dazed look in your eyes, your head not working. You try to get up before the doctor pushes you back down “No no the anesthesia didn’t wear off yet” he says to you before looking at Kamora.

“For the next few hours she’s going to be fuzzy, not being able to think or move straight so you’re going to need to be able to take care of her. Is that alright with you?” The doctor asks your girlfriend, when she nods looking over at you then back at the doctor once more.

“KK that’s youuuuuu” you slur your words out half smiling at her. The nurse helps you sit up before giving you a once over making sure everything is okay with you. KK walks over to you and brushes a piece of hair from your face “For post op, just make sure the gauze stays in for a hour if it’s still bleeding change it. Only soft foods, and straws and be careful she might not be able to walk correctly or have balance” the nurse informs.

Kamora listens to her before helping you stand up on wobbly legs, she wraps her arms under your knees and carries your bridle style. You mumble incoherent words to her while your eyes close tired from the anesthesia. She carries your out back to the car, she helps you into the seat “Pretty KK so pretty you” you say staring at her your hand patting her head, as if she were a dog.

She laughs at you “Okay mama you feeling alright? You comfortable?” she asks standing next to the passenger seat. You mumble your words looking around in awe, KK pokes your arm “Hey you with me ma?” she asks you again wanting to make sure your okay before she drives off.

You shrug “Pretty you’re so pretty like a teddy bear” you slur out. She nods and closes the door on you before getting in the drivers seat.

The drive home was quiet for a few minutes before you start giggling out of nowhere. KK looks over at you for a moment, her hand coming to your head rubbing the back of it “What’s so funny?” she asks looking over at your for a moment from the wheel.

You shrug still giggling “Puppies and you are like magic” you say giggling harder, KK’s eyes furrow as she looks at you. She sighs shaking her head the rest of the drive home was you mumbling nonsense while KK pretended to understand.

She parks the car right out side of the dorms before turning her head to look at you “You need anything ma?” she asks concerned.

“You pretty gimmie kiss” you tell her puckering your lips out before pouring after seeing her not move. You whine “I want kiss KK right now” you demand crossing your arms.

Paige runs to the car with her phone out ready to take pictures of you. KK gets out of the car and walks around grabbing the phone out of Paige’s hand “No P she’s not in the right mindset right now” the shorter girls says trying to protect you.

“EXACTLY come on it’s hilarious” she exclaims snatching her phone back. The blonde pops her through the door “Hi girl how are ya?” She asks you laughing at the pout on your face.

“KK mean take me away from her” you whine a tear coming out of your eye. Paige wipes it laughing before looking at her friend “And I’m the mean one? Oh okay” she rolls her eyes helping you of the car.

KK comes over to you going to grab your arm before you flinch away “Come on baby what’s wrong?” she asks you following you and Paige inside the dorms. Paige helps you to sit on the couch while filming you, “So how ya feeling short stack?” Paige asks holding the phone to your face. You mumble “I feel like bird in sky with the world” you say confidently giving a half smile.

Azzi shoves Paige “I swear Paige if you keep bullying KK’s girlfriend I’m going to-“ she can’t finish her sentence before you gasp. You smile “Azzi my favorite” you smile grabbing her and hugging her. KK groans “So you hate me but love Azzi? Come on baby I’m sorry” she says annoyed at how you wanted nothing to do with her.

You pull away from Azzi, and look at KK “I forgive you if you give me cuddle” you command arms crossed. KK nods and grabs you carrying you bridle style away from the girls and to her dorm.

She drops you on the bed gently and takes the gauze out of mouth throwing it away. You grimace at her “Ew Ew Ew” you slur as she holds your mouth open to make sure nothing is wrong.

You bite down on her finger, she squeals “Let go bad baby let go” she says her other hand waving in the air. You pout and drop her finger as she holds it “Damn baby you’re evil I don’t like this” she says while going to lay down next to you on the bed.

You shove your head in her chest “M face hurts baby” you mumble into her shirt. She bites her lip and runs her fingers up and down your back “I know mama it will feel better soon” she comforts you.

She pulls your head up and cups your cheeks, you sniffle looking at her through your lashes “M love you kk more than anything” you whisper.

“I love you more mama do wanna go to sleep or something?” KK asks you her hands caressing your cheeks. You nod your head no and pull her hand away kissing it before laying your head back down on her chest.

KK’s hands run up and down your back lulling you to sleep.

ME TOO IVE BEEN SAYING IT ALL WEEK “Me want food” “me walk dog” “me make dance on TikTok”

yall ive been quoting chennedy carters "me want" all day i need serioys help 😭😭

Headcanons :)

dior goodjohn x reader hcs

-she calls you princess, baby, wifey, love

-her voice is super raspy in the morning, which sounds very good

-she calls you pretty, like... every 5 minutes.

"hey, you look pretty."

"thank you, angel."

"no, i mean, like, pretty pretty."

-she will do anyyyything to see you dressed fancy

-loves doing your makeup

-likes to be called angel, baby/babe, my love

-goofy at times, but also serious at other times, like you can have a deep convo

-her fav place to kiss you is your cheek or head. she loooves to kiss-kiss you but she likes how cute it is to kiss you anywhere else :)

-you also call her "D" cuz why not

okay ill write more later

She all ready is babes

My wife kk was actually in bed with me durning this

Height Difference

Laila Edward’s x Fem

Synopsis: Three times your six foot one girlfriend mentioned the height difference between you both

First time:

Nothing was ever in reach for you since you started dating Laila. You swore up and down that things were lower in the cabinets and shelf’s before you and her started living together.

Groaning you turn around in Laila’s arms digging your face in her chest, not wanting the sunlight in your face blinding you. Her arms subconsciously squeeze you closer to her in her sleep. Laila could sleep through anything, which was great most of the time. Opening your eyes you push yourself up and look down at the girl under you. Your fingers move one of her braids from her face, admiring her for a moment. She looked so peaceful in this moment, instead of waking her up you gently remove yourself from her arms, feeling cold without her you grab one of her hoodies sliding it on before going to the bathroom.

Brushing your teeth quickly and throwing your hair into a messy bun you leave the bathroom going into the kitchen. Deciding on making waffles you grab most of the ingredients. You try to stay quiet to not wake up the sleeping girl in the other room. Mixing the ingredients together you start looking for the waffle iron. Finally finding it on the top self you groan, of course the one thing you needed was the one of the many places you can reach.

Jumping up and down you try and grab it only to end up in more failure. Huffing a breath of air you whine throwing your head back crossing your arms.

“What’s wrong now baby?” Laila asks walking into the kitchen rubbing the sleep from her eyes. You look at her pouting annoyed because it was probably her who put it up there. She smiles knowingly at you and walks over hugging you from behind, her chin resting on top of your head “What do you need me to get for you baby?” she asks smiling at you rubbing your waist.

Turning around in her arms you look up at her “Why do you always put things too high I can never reach them Lai” you complain to her a small pout on your lip. She smiles down at you “Because I love helping you, especially when it involves being taller than you”

You slap her shoulder annoyed “Just grab the waffle maker Laila” you demand crossing your arms. She raises her brows at you and mimics you crossing her arms “Say pretty please my tall wonderful girlfriend” she teases you.

Rolling your eyes at her you pout and bat your lashes at her “Please my tall pretty girlfriend” you beg sarcastically. She thinks for a moment “It was wonderful but I know I’m pretty” she winks at you grabbing the waffle maker with ease.

She pulls you in for a kiss bending down to reach you, her hands cup your cheeks pulling you up slightly.

Second Time:

After one of the teams games you go down from the stands in search of you girlfriend who you meet after ever game. People crowd together making it hard for you to push through them all. Sighing you look up at everyone and immediately notice Laila’s tall stance searching the crowd for you.

You push through everyone mumbling “excuse me”, and “sorry” as you make your way to her. Finally finding her you run up to her wrapping your arms around her bigger frame. She immediately hugs you back, picking you up off the ground spinning the both of you around still on her skates. She puts you down her hands cupping your cheeks lovingly “Hi baby” she breathes out.

“Hi Lai you did so good I saw how hard you played” you compliment her before realizing how much she towered over you in her skates. Your head dips back to look at her “Come on let’s get you changed so you can be back to normal height this is a bit too much” you state trying to drag her away.

She shakes her head smiling looking down at you, her head pats your head “I love wearing skates around you” she says her smile showing through her voice. Staring up at her you frown “I love you but your too damn tall baby go change I’m starving and I wanna take you out” you demand pushing her towards the locker room. She turns her head dipping it down and cupping your cheek before pulling you into a kiss, on your tip toes.

The both of you pull away from the kiss breathing heavily, you pause and look up at Laila as she speaks to you.

“Fine with or without the skates I’m taller than you and I love it” Laila tells you grabbing her bag with one hand and your hand with her other hand. She drags you with her to the locker room “I’m starving too where you thinking baby?” she asks you taking off her skates and changing out of her uniform.

You shrug sitting on the bench “I dunno where ever you want. We can invite the team too if you want I mean you guys should celebrate your win” you offer to her handing her a shirt to change into. Laila bends down infront of you, “All I wanna do is spend time with my girl tonight” she tells you brushing some hair behind your ear.

Third Time:

Laila rummages through her closet, throwing her clothes around looking for her hockey jersey. Groaning she sits back on the floor before a thought pops in her head. Of course it was you, you were always stealing her clothes.

She groans getting up and leaving her room just to find you in the kitchen, wearing her jersey as you talk to the livestream with Ava and Caroline.

“Come on baby I was looking for that jersey everywhere” Laila complains throwing her hands up. You laugh moving away from the live “My bad Lai” you say sheepishly looking around.

She sighs “It doesn’t even fit you it looks like a dress on you” she says trying to say mad at you.

You walk up to her and grab her shirt pulling her down into a kiss, her worry’s disappear when your lips touch hers. Caroline fake gags in the background “Ew ew ew get a room” she shakes her head. Laila pulls away from the kiss and grabs your hand dragging you back into her room.

She grabs the ends of the jersey and pulls it off of you, leaving you bare in front of her only in a bra. Grabbing one of her shirts she looks at you expectantly “Arms up” she demands pulling the shirt down your arms and onto you.

“I love how you look in my clothes but next time don’t take my only jersey while I’m packing for our game” Laila tells you looking you up and down. Her shirt goes down to your thighs, you nod and your faces covers with a flush “My bad baby I forgot” you apologize to her.

Her hands come to your waist squeezing the flesh softly pulling you closer to her. She breathes out a “It’s okay” before smashing her lips onto yours. You gasp into the kiss and her hands grip your thighs pulling you up to carry you.

You wrap your thighs around her waist and pull away from the kiss “I love that” you breath out going in for another kiss but she moves her head away. Smirking at you she grabs your cheek with one hand caressing your jaw “You love what baby?” she asks teasing you.

Blushing you groan “I love how you can just carry me like that” you admit biting your lip. Her thumb comes to your lips pulling your bottom lip away. She licks her lips before pulling you into another kiss.

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