#lsu tigers

[acull5]

Olivia 'Livvy' Dunne

[wbbfien]

Play It Cool.. Or Not

in which you and one of your teammates get a little too playful on live, and Grace has to play it cool. But can she really?

warnings: smut, dom!grace x fem!reader

Grace props her phone up on the bench in the locker room, smirking as she hits the “Go Live” button on TikTok. “alright everyone, welcome to post-practice chaos!!” she says, moving the camera so it catches the whole team.

The comments start flooding in immediately fans and students saying hi, asking questions, spamming emojis.

Grace and Zakiyah tries to answer some questions while the chat is going fast, and with how chaotic the locker room is at the moment.

You sit down next to your teammate, nudging her with your shoulder. “watch they’re going to clip everything” you whisper, laughing.

she laughs, slapping your arm playfully, and you shove back, Grace’s smile drops for a second seeing the contact going on behind her as she watched you both through the live screen.

she clears her throat, forcing a laugh for the camera.

the chat instantly picks up:

“wait what’s happening??”

“ why she went quiet 😭”

“LMFAO r y’all peeping whats going on?”

Zakiyah starts laughing with divine as she starts reading the chat as well. Looking at Grace as she leans back pretending to read comments, her eyes flickering between you and Bella.

You and Bella oblivious to whats going on, as you both are just joking.

“guys what are they saying?, whats funny” you asked while giggling. deciding on if you want to get up to see for yourself.

Grace moves out the frame, mumbling “don’t read it” then moves back into the frame, trying to look like the jealousy isn’t eating her up inside.

“nothing they trolling that’s all” flau’jae said while reading the comments now

you were confused, trying to put your headband on before getting up to see the comments, bella snatched it from you playfully, with a smirk on her face.

“Bella give it back, i’m not playing” you laughed, tugging it back. She pulled, you pulled it

“you were playing a minute ago, what happened?” she laughed.

Grace watching you two with the biggest mug on her face, not even caring about the live right now.

Both of you laughing as the headband wobbled between you.

“anyways.. what are they saying” you say about to read the chat.

“grace fix your face”

“nah there’s definitely something going on between her and bella”

“grace why did your mood just change out of nowhere😭”

“how was practice?”

“practice was good guys, thanks for asking” divine replies to the comment. Trying to ignore the other comments

grace nods, looking turned off.

“yea it was alright”, she adds on putting on her hoodie, looking like shes ready to leave.

“oh please, me and Bella mess around like that all the time,” you said with a small laugh. “y’all must be new.”

“exactly, i don’t know why y’all always have to make something weird” Bella adds on

“right” grace mumbles, you shoot her a quick look confused to why she has an attitude.

the locker room suddenly goes quiet peeping whats going on between you and Grace

bella’s lets out a quiet laugh now understanding whats going on, “uh, guys I’m gonna start to head out i have homework” she says grabbing her bag awkwardly. “bye live” she waves.

“yeah, i was just about to end this live anyways” Grace said snatching her phone, before anyone could get to say bye.

“Grace, are you serious right now?” you said, dropping your bag by the door, finally back at the dorms. “you’re really mad at me because I was joking around with Bella?”

Grace kicked of her slides, clearly annoyed. “Im not mad”

You let out a small laugh. “you literally stormed out the locker room after getting off live”

she took her hoodie off, tossing it onto the chair. “yeah because y’all were doing to much”

You stared at her, “we were fighting over a headband Grace.”

“yeah, i saw and so did everyone else” she mumbled

“um, okay and?” you followed her into the room, “you know me and Bella always play like that, so what’s the problem now?”

“the problem is me having to sit there and act like all that touching and giggling wasn’t getting to me” she said now turning to you. “do you like seeing all the comments and posts saying you and Bella might have something going on?” she says staring at you. “cause i don’t”

“well i don’t feed in to that stuff and you shouldn’t either, because I’m right where i want to be, with you”

“yeah?” she said moving closer to you.

“yes i’m serious” you said looking up at her

smut ahead

“really? because its not what it looks like” she said as her hand creeped around your neck

“you look so sexy jealous” you cooed. As she began to kiss you, tightening her grip on your neck. “I want you out these clothes now” she demanded tugging on your shirt.

you didn’t waste no time

“you wanna make me look like a fool on live right?, better hope I show you some sympathy” she said with a small laugh, attaching the harness to her waist.

suddenly, she flipped you on all fours, lining up with your entrance and slamming into you with no warning, beginning to take her anger out on you. “sh-shit wait, sl-slow down” you stuttered. “nah, you can take it” she said grabbing your hair roughly, your back now meeting her chest.

you moaned, grabbing onto her muscular arms. “i’m sorry, i-i won’t do it again”

“yeah? say she can’t fuck you like this” grace said in a sharp tone. “she can’t fu-fuck me like this” whining as she yanked your hair again before letting go. Making you collapse into the pillow struggling find stability.

“fix your arch” she said, slapping your ass.

you jerk from the sting “i’m gonna cum” you said as your breath hitched.

you felt your stomach knot up, as your release approached, only to be left with an empty feeling.

“you think you deserve to cum?” she laughed at you. “please” you panted, turning around to look at her. “you gotta work for it baby” she teased.

and you worked for it.

[midnight-madness9]

Jealousy, Jealousy - G.K

Pairing: Grace Knox x Gf Reader (Bella Hines Mentioned)

Type: One Shot (Requested)

Warnings: None (Fluff? Maybe? Ish?)

Word Count: 555 (Ik its short)

Synopsis: Jealousy doesn’t always shout. Sometimes it sits quiet in the chest, waiting to be noticed.

A/N: I have been obsessed with grace Knox and Bella Hines recently so heres a short one shot that was requested. Also ik that this is quite short but i js wanted to write something quick cause there is not enough out there for grace and bella. Feel free to send any requests for Bella or Grace or other players as well💗Masterlist Link💗

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Grace doesn’t mean to get weird about it.

She really doesn’t.

It’s just that she walks into the gym expecting to see you — maybe on your phone, maybe chatting with someone she knows — and instead she sees you laughing, head tipped back, completely relaxed.

With Bella Hines.

Grace slows her steps without realizing it.

Bella’s leaning against the bleachers, arms crossed, saying something animated. You’re close — not too close, but close enough that Grace’s chest tightens anyway. Close enough that Bella nudges your arm when she laughs and you don’t pull away.

Grace tells herself it’s nothing.

Bella’s a friend. You’re allowed to have friends. Grace isn’t the jealous type.

Still, she lingers by the doorway longer than necessary, pretending to retie her shoe while her eyes keep drifting back to the two of you.

You smile at something Bella says — the real one. The soft one. The one Grace usually gets when it’s late and you’re curled up together and the world feels small.

Grace swallows.

By the time you notice her, it’s already too late.

“Hey!” you call, waving. “We were just—”

Grace nods, forcing a smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes. “I can see.”

Bella glances between the two of you, immediately clocking the shift. She straightens. “I should probably get going anyway.”

“Already?” you ask.

Grace raises an eyebrow before she can stop herself.

Bella chuckles awkwardly. “Yeah. I’ll text you later, okay?”

You nod, completely oblivious, and give Bella a quick hug before she leaves.

Grace watches the entire thing.

In silence.

It isn’t until you’re walking back to the car together that you feel it — the way Grace’s hand slips into yours slower than usual, grip a little tighter.

“You okay?” you ask.

She hums. Noncommittal.

“Grace.”

She exhales through her nose. “You seemed… comfortable.”

You frown. “With Bella?”

“Yeah,” she says, too quickly. “Very.”

Something clicks.

You stop walking. “Wait. Are you jealous?”

Grace turns to you, jaw tight. “No.”

You tilt your head. “That was the fastest ‘no’ I’ve ever heard.”

She sighs, shoulders dropping a fraction. “I just— I don’t love the way she looks at you.”

You blink. “How does she look at me?”

“Like she’s impressed,” Grace mutters. “Like she wants your attention.”

You soften immediately.

“Grace,” you say gently. “Bella knows we’re together.”

“I know,” she says. “That doesn’t stop people.”

You step closer, hands settling at her waist. “Is that what this is really about?”

She doesn’t answer right away.

Then, quietly: “I don’t like sharing you.”

Your heart twists — not because it’s possessive, but because it’s honest.

“You’re not sharing me,” you say softly. “I chose you.”

Grace looks down at you then, eyes searching. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” you say without hesitation. “Every time.”

She exhales, tension easing out of her shoulders. Her hand slides to the small of your back, pulling you in just enough to remind herself you’re real.

“I’m sorry,” she murmurs. “I didn’t mean to make it weird.”

You smile, pressing a quick kiss to her jaw. “You’re allowed to feel things.”

She hums. “Still don’t like her.”

You laugh. “I figured.”

Grace finally smiles — small, genuine — and squeezes you a little closer as you start walking again.

Jealousy fades.

But the way she keeps her arm around you the rest of the night?

That stays.

[prettygirl-gabi]

The Three Musketeers

Pairing: Bella Hines x dual sports!teammate!gf!y/n, Platonic!Grace Knox x Platonic!y/n

Fandom: LSU WBB

Summary: the best trio ever is back at it again

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The first thing I notice when I wake up is how heavy everything feels.

Not physically…well, okay, maybe a little physically; but mostly in my head. Like there’s a weight pressing behind my eyes, like even thinking too hard might make something snap.

I stare up at my ceiling for a long second.

Dance practice at 7. Conditioning at 10. Class at 12. Film at 2. Homework… somewhere in between. And then do it all again tomorrow.

“Yeah,” I mumble to myself, dragging my hands down my face. “We’re not doing this today.”

I sit up, looking around my room—my little section of the dorm that’s supposed to feel like mine. Supposed to feel like a break from everything.

Instead, it just looks… cluttered. Messy. Like my brain.

Clothes draped over the chair. Shoes kicked off wherever. My desk stacked with notebooks and half-finished assignments. My bed unmade, blankets twisted like I fought them in my sleep.

I exhale slowly.

“I need a reset.”

By the time I grab my phone, I’ve already decided.

I text Bella first.

me: i’m rearranging my room

me: like fully. everything.

me: i need help before i lose my mind

She replies in less than ten seconds.

bella 💕: say less

bella 💕: i’m on my way

I smile, just a little.

Then I text Grace.

me: bring your strong arms

me: we’re moving furniture

grace 🐐: LMAO

grace 🐐: i knew today felt like manual labor

grace 🐐: i’ll be there

I toss my phone onto my bed and stand up, rolling my shoulders.

“Okay,” I mutter. “Let’s fix this.”

I’ve already started dragging my dresser across the floor when I hear the door burst open.

“WHY does it look like a tornado hit in here—oh wait, that’s just you.”

I don’t even turn around. “Hi, Grace.”

She snorts. “Hi, menace.”

Bella walks in right after her, softer, quieter; but the second her eyes land on me, she smiles like I’m the only thing in the room.

And yeah.

That helps more than anything.

“Hey, baby,” she says.

I drop the corner of my rug I was trying to reposition and walk straight over to her, wrapping my arms around her waist without hesitation.

“Hi,” I mumble into her shoulder.

Her hands slide up my back, slow and comforting. “Rough morning?”

I nod against her.

Grace makes a gagging noise. “Oh brother. We just got here.”

I pull back just enough to glare at her. “You can leave.”

“Nope,” she says, already kicking off her shoes. “I’m invested now.”

“Okay, wait—wait,” Grace says, holding up her phone. “We’re going live.”

I blink. “Right now?”

“Yeah,” she shrugs. “People love chaos. And this—” she gestures around my half-destroyed room, “—is peak chaos.”

Bella laughs softly. “She’s not wrong.”

I hesitate for a second… then shrug. “Whatever. Maybe they’ll help.”

Grace grins. “Exactly what I was thinking.”

She taps her screen, and within seconds…

“We’re live!” she announces. “Everybody say hi.”

I wave lazily. “Hi, guys.”

Bella leans into my side, smiling at the camera. “Heyyyy.”

The comments start flooding in immediately.

“OH MY GOD THE TRIO”

“WHY DOES THE ROOM LOOK LIKE THAT”

“ARE Y’ALL REDECORATING???”

“bella and y/n omg 😭”

Grace flips the camera to show the room. “Okay, so here’s the situation. She”—points at me—“is having a crisis.”

“I am not having a crisis,” I protest.

“You were dragging furniture at 9 a.m.”

“…Okay, I’m having a small crisis.”

Bella laughs under her breath, squeezing my hand.

“And,” Grace continues, “we’re here to fix it. But y’all get to help decide where stuff goes.”

I perk up a little. “Wait, that’s actually kind of fun.”

“See?” Grace says. “I’m a genius.”

For the next thirty minutes, it turns into controlled chaos.

“Bed by the window or against the wall?” Grace reads.

“Window,” Bella says immediately.

I nod. “Window. Natural light. I need it.”

“Okay, window wins,” Grace declares.

We push the bed together, all three of us struggling and laughing when it gets stuck halfway.

“Lift it—lift it—”

“I AM LIFTING—”

“Grace, you’re literally not doing anything—”

“I’m emotional support!”

At some point, I’m kneeling on the floor, trying to untangle a mess of fairy lights when Bella crouches next to me.

“Here,” she murmurs, gently taking the strand from my hands.

Our fingers brush, and I glance up at her.

She’s already looking at me.

Soft. Warm. Like she always does.

“You okay?” she asks quietly, even though the live is still going.

I shrug a little. “Better.”

Her thumb brushes over my knuckle. “You don’t have to do everything at once, you know.”

I exhale, leaning my shoulder against hers. “I know. I just… feel like I do.”

She tilts her head, nudging mine. “You don’t.”

For a second, everything else fades out the comments, Grace talking in the background, the mess around us.

It’s just her.

“You make it easier,” I admit softly.

Her smile widens, just a little. “Good. That’s the goal.”

From across the room…

“OH MY GOD,” Grace groans. “Can you two NOT be in a rom-com for five minutes?”

We both burst out laughing.

Later, we’re reorganizing my desk when I glance over at Grace, who’s reading comments out loud.

“Someone said we’re the cutest trio ever,” she says.

I grin. “They’re right.”

She rolls her eyes, but she’s smiling.

Without really thinking about it, I step closer and gently tap her nose.

“Boop.”

She freezes.

“…Did you just boop me?”

I shrug like it’s normal. “Yeah.”

Bella giggles behind me.

The comments go insane.

“THE BOOP 😭”

“STOPPPP I LOVE THEM”

“WHY WAS THAT SO CUTE”

Grace stares at me for a second longer… then shakes her head, laughing.

“You’re actually ridiculous.”

“You love me,” I shoot back.

“Unfortunately.”

By the time we’re done, my room looks completely different.

The bed’s by the window, sunlight pouring in. My desk is clean, organized. The fairy lights are strung up neatly. My clothes are folded, my floor is clear.

It feels… lighter.

I stand in the middle of it, hands on my hips.

“Okay,” I say. “I feel like a new person.”

Bella wraps her arms around me from behind, resting her chin on my shoulder. “Told you it would help.”

I lean back into her. “You helped.”

Grace flops onto my bed dramatically. “I also helped.”

“You supervised,” I correct.

She gasps. “DISRESPECT.”

I laugh, shaking my head.

Then I glance at the phone still propped up on my desk.

“Okay, chat,” I say, walking over and picking it up. “Final thoughts?”

Comments flood in again—

“IT LOOKS SO GOOD”

“Y’ALL DID THAT”

“bella and y/n are so soft i can’t”

“trio goals fr”

I smile, softer this time.

“Thanks for helping,” I tell them. “Seriously.”

Bella squeezes my hand.

Grace pops up behind us, throwing an arm around both of our shoulders. “We ate that up.”

I snort. “You did nothing.”

“I was moral support!”

Bella laughs. “You keep saying that like it means something.”

We all end up laughing together, the sound filling my room, that finally feels like somewhere I can breathe again.

And for the first time in a while…

I don’t feel so overwhelmed.

I just feel…

Happy.

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                 -Thank You For Reading!💚💙

                             -prettygirl-gabi✨️💗

[marialee335]

Let me apologize

☆warnings: insecurities, toxic, smut, (I know Bella is 18/19 but that still may be too young for some so it will never be all the way or too much unless asked for or I get more comfortable)

☆ brief description: Bella doesn’t do public, you know this but god it still hurts every time she tells hundreds of people she doesn’t trust anyone to love. You realize that somethings may be better off. (Song would help with story line but not required)

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It’s normal, or at least that’s what you tell yourself.

It’s all normal to be in your “girlfriends” room while hearing her tell hundreds of people she’s single and how “everyone would know” but they don’t.

They don’t know how that you two have been dating for the last 5 months.

It was already established by Bella how she wanted to take things slow, with the media, with this being her first public relationship.

But something in you still hurts every time she says how she doesn’t trust anyone in a relationship anymore.

You hear Bella finally end the live start making her way into the room where you are laid out on your computer “trying” to do homework. Bella makes her way over and stands in front of you while your still laying on the bed, “what’s wrong” straight to the point never trying to soften the edges.

“Nothing just homework” Bella sighs already knowing that’s not true, she still looking down at you her hair falling down covering her face.

“So you wanna be like that tonight?” Bella says flipping her hair over her head and lowing her body down to meet you eye level, you can’t help but to look away already knowing how flush your face is turning.

“It’s the same thing every time don’t worry about it”you say trying to brush the situation off, but not with Bella, not with the girl who is gonna try to push her limits even on and off the court.

“What? The secret relationship thing?” Bella says without thinking You sit up quietly already seeing how this evening will turn out.

“Oh so it is just some secret relationship to you huh?” You say as you immediately get hit by her words and start letting all your paint up emotions come out not hearing how that may sound to her. She puts her head down on the bed her knees still on the floor taking in a deep breath.

“Ma you know that’s not what I meant” she says picking her head up a little to look at you with her eyes hooded a little seeming a little tired or maybe something else not really being able to tell.

“Well that’s how it feels…” you feel your heart tense up, the aching feeling in your stomach, and the fears flow into your mind

But before anymore can happen you feel her.

You feel Bella pulling your hand which leads to moving your body in front of her, having her still on her knees and you siting on the edge of the bed with your legs in between her.

“Bella please I don’t wanna have a headache today just let your words be what they are.” You try and move but Bella doesn’t let you

“Mi amor please looking at me” you hear her, you hear Bella and that’s all it takes for you to listen.

You feel her hand slow go up your lower back, not in a rush but in a grounding way.“You back with me?” You hear her taking you back down to reality “yeah”.

“Alright now talk to me” Bella says not moving away from you keeping her hands on your lower back.

“I don’t like our relationship being a secret. It makes me feel like you don’t really mean what you say to me, you say one day and I what to be understanding but when you tell people you don’t trust anyone to love it hurts.” You sigh finally getting it off your chest not dramatically but like your head has finally stop being pushed down.

Bella hears every word you say as she scans your face seeing all the emotes she missed that you were trying to tell her, feeling your emotions at once.

“ Baby I- I heard you when you would bring it up but I didn’t think it was making you doubt us” she moves her hand right hand slowly to your waist touching your soft cold skin that exposed due to the type of shirt you decided to wear that afternoon.

She raises up on her knees still on them raising up her left hand to your neck, curling her thumb in slow circular motions, as she tilts the side of her head to meet the side of your neck.

Not kissing, no teasing just there.

“Let me apologize” she says not moving any further until she knows it’s okay with you.

You nodded your head telling Bella yes but that’s not enough for her that’s never been enough. “Use your words you know what I need to hear.”

“Please keep going Bella” you breathed out already impatient, “that’s better thank you” she says before you feel her on your neck, leaving sweet kiss up and down your neck.

“Wait Bella I didn’t mean to say anything just for this to happen i-” but before you can finish your assumption Bella is already stopping you.

“Nope we’re not doing that. I’m sorry I didn’t realize sooner and kept brushing off how you felt. So let me make it up to you.”

Bella says before pulling back a little to look you in the eye “please” she say’s lowering her hand from the side of your neck now both hands resting on your waist.

What else can you say except give into her. “Fine but we still have to talk about it, you know that.”

Bella doesn’t say anything for a couple of seconds as you lock eyes with her hooded ones. “I know ma let me just..” she pauses to think what word to use “ try and make it up”

You let out a low soft shaky breath, as Bella stands up between your legs now looking down on you. Bella lifts you up from the edge of the bed and put you in the middle laying you down.

This isn’t the first time this has happened the emotions, the apologies, and what leads up to, but you never stop her and you don’t think you ever will.

But only when you see that look in her eye.

Who knows what it is but she’ll never let you know in the moment, she never has.

Bella starts making her way in between your legs hovering over you letting her hair fall face down pulling it the side. Kisses, kisses is what Bella starts to leave along your lips slowly going down your neck.

Having her hands wonder the rest of your body, making their way to taking off your shorts as she makes her way down with her kisses.

“I’m so sorry baby” Bella’s say in between kisses.

She makes her way all the way down in between your thighs, now resting her head against one of them, looking up at you before taking your shorts off completely.

The night goes on for hours, hours of sweet nothings being said in your ear, having everything you wanted to be said. The feeling of her fingers in you, the kisses that muffle out your moans, and the way she comforts and praise you afterwards.

you don’t even know what time it is when you and Bella finish taking a shower and lay down but all you do know is that when you wake up, that conversation will not be there waiting for you, and you would be better off not waiting for her to be ready.



[bluephoenixgirl]

Intense Moments

Joe Burrow x Nurse!Reader

Warnings: Adult Language, ANGST, Fluff (Mostly at the end), Arguments, Joe being a Jerk, Joe dealing with injury, Overprotective!Reader, Separation, Reader ignores Joe, Age Gap, and Possible Grammar Errors (Sorry if I forgot any!)

Summary: Y/N is a nurse and is very protective of Joe when he’s injured. When she tries to help him with a shoulder injury during a game Joe lashes out at her. Joe feels bad and tries to tell her how sorry he is but Y/N ignores him and moves herself out of their bedroom and into the guest bedroom.

Word Count: 2,744

Author’s Note: This is my first Joe story since I believe 2022 so I hope this was worth the wait!

Y/N and Joe have been together for two years. When Joe met Y/N she was a junior at Cincinnati University and Joe was going into his second year in the NFL. Y/N was in school for nursing and interned at the local hospital. Now that she has graduated, she now works as a nurse at a doctor’s office in downtown Cincinnati. Y/N’s company provides help to the Bengals when it comes to long term injuries. Y/N can’t help but get overprotective whenever Joe deals with an injury.

Joe was home from practice and decided to ice his throwing arm since it’s been sore for the last couple of weeks. He went into the living room and watched some football highlights on the big TV. They have a big home against the Bills this Sunday. “Joe! I’m home!” He heard Y/N call out. He didn’t even hear the door open. “I’m in the living room!” Joe called back out as he kept his eyes on the screen. Y/N walked into the room wearing her scrubs that have the Bengals logo on them. Joe’s mom got them for her for Christmas. It was Friday and Y/N has had another long week at the office.

 Before she could say anything, she noticed the ice pack on Joe’s shoulder. “Is that still bothering you?” Y/N asked with concern as she walked over and took a seat right next to him on the couch. She looked at him with worry in her eyes. Joe let out a sigh as he paused the video he was watching. “It’s just a bit sore.” Joe said looking over at her. “I just went too hard at practice today.” Joe told her. “Are you sure? I can help you.” Y/N said obviously very concern about her boyfriend. Joe already knew that she was going straight into protective mode. She always does this even if he says he’s just sore. “I promise if it get’s worse I’ll let you know.” Joe told her looking at her with reassurance in his green eyes. “Okay.” Y/N said with a nod.

“I’m going to go get the takeout menus.” Y/N said as she stood up. “I’m too damn tired to cook.” Y/N said and made her way into the kitchen. Joe let out a chuckle and pressed play on the video.

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It was game day and the first play of the game Joe got hit really hard and landed on his shoulder that was already bothering him. Concern and fear quickly flooded Y/N as she sat in the seats with a couple of her friends. She can’t help but get stressed when she watches Joe play. It makes her blood fucking boil when she sees Joe laid out on the field in pain. The offensive line has been the Bengals’ biggest problem ever since Joe got drafted. Most of his injuries have been caused by him getting tackled to the ground. Y/N could protect Joe better than that fucked up o-line. At least that’s what she tells herself when she gets pissed when Joe gets sacked.

 Y/N can see the discomfort look on Joe’s face as he sits on the sideline, but he stays in the game. It takes a lot to make Joe come out of a game. She watches the trainer work with him, but she can tell it’s not working. She knows he’s pissed about the way they are playing. The Bills defense has been dominating and has shut down the Bengals offense.

There were two minutes before halftime, so Y/N decided to make her way down into the tunnel where the locker rooms are. She used her work badge to get through security. It’s always a perk when your company works for your boyfriend’s team. She grabbed some ice and waited for Joe to come through the tunnel. When players started to walk in Y/N looked out for Joe. Her eyes lit up when she spotted him.

“Joe!” Y/N called out as she quickly walked over to him. “Y/N!” Joe said taken by surprise. “You can’t be down here!” Joe told her in a stern tone. “It’s okay, I just used my nurse badge.” Y/N told him which made his let out a sigh of annoyance. This is the first time she’s ever done this. “Here, put this icepack onto your shoulder.” Y/N said handing him the icepack, but Joe didn’t make any movement. “I’m fine. The pain has gone down.” Joe told her with another sigh. “Joe please I just want to hel- “Y/N started to say but Joe cut her off. “Fuck! Enough!” Joe snapped which took her by surprise. He has never snapped at her before.

“You don’t fucking work her!” Joe said as he glared at her with nothing but anger in his green eyes. “I know but I was worried about you.” Y/N said in a soft voice. “I’m not a fucking child, Y/N. I’m a fucking professional athlete!” Joe hissed. Y/N has seen Joe angry before, but this is the first time he’s poured his anger out on her. Yes, they have had their normal agreements that every couple has had but this one wasn’t like any other one. This felt so intense. “I know- “Y/N started but again Joe cut her off. “I don’t have fucking time for this.” Joe said as he ran a hand through his blonde hair that has gotten longer since the start of the football season.

“Joe.” Y/N said as she went to go take one of his hands, but he quickly pulled back from her. “Just leave me the fuck alone.” Joe hissed as he walked past her towards the locker room. Y/N’s eyes filled hot tears. She couldn’t believe Joe reacted like that. She was just trying to help him. Y/N got rid of the bag of ice that was completely melted. She didn’t even realize it had all melted till Joe walked away. She went into the bathroom to gather herself before going back to her seat where her friends were. The things Joe said to her kept repeating in her head. He’s right, she doesn’t work there but that doesn’t mean she couldn’t help him. She thought she was being a supportive girlfriend.

Once she settled down, she went back to her seat. Her friends immediately knew something was wrong, but she lied and told them that she was fine. Y/N just watched the rest of the game in silence. Once in a while she would clap but that’s about it. Bengals ended up losing the game which made Y/N feel like now Joe is even more pissed off. She feels like Joe now blames her for throwing him off his game even more.

Y/N’s friend drove her home since Joe always stays later after the game for his press conference and to shower. When Y/N walked through her front door she immediately felt exhausted, and it was only a couple minutes after five. She wanted to lie down but she didn’t want to lie down in the bedroom she shares with Joe. Maybe her and Joe need some space after what happened today. Y/N walked upstairs and decided to move some of her things into the guest bedroom that was down the hallway.

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After Joe left Y/N alone in the tunnel he was fuming but when he went back onto the field and looked up into the stands, he quickly regrated what he said to her. He noticed how sad she looked. He could tell she was doing everything she could to hold in her tears.

After his post-game conference, he skipped his showers and went home. When Joe walked into the house it was completely silent. “Y/N!” Joe called out as he closed the front door behind him. He was met with silence. Joe hung his keys up onto the hook and walked into the living room. When he didn’t see Y/N he decided to look into the kitchen but again she was nowhere to be seen. Joe quickly started to become worried. Joe quickly made his way up the steps. The first room he looked in was the master bedroom. His heart dropped when Y/N wasn’t in the room. He pulled out his phone and called Y/N. Joe was surprised when he heard Y/N’s ringtone coming from the hall. He followed the noise to the guest bedroom where Y/N was putting some sheets onto the queen-sized bed.

“There you are.” Joe said with relief in his tone as he ended the call. Y/N kept her back towards him. “Y/N, listen.” Joe started as he walked closer to her. He went to take her hand, but she jerked away from him. She did the same thing he did to her in the tunnel. Joe went to say something, but she spoke first. “I don’t feel like talking.” Y/N said avoiding any eye contact. “Y/N, you don’t have to sleep in here.” Joe told her with a sigh. “I need space.” Y/N told him in a stern tone. “Y/N I- “Joe started but she cut his sentence off. “OUT!” Y/N hissed finally looking at him. Joe saw the hurt look in her Y/E/C eyes. Joe couldn’t help but ache at the way she was looking at him. Joe nodded and did what she wanted him to do.

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Joe spent the rest of the night downstairs while Y/N stayed upstairs in the guest bedroom. She didn’t even come down to eat anything even after Joe called for her and knocked on the door. Since Joe knew she went to sleep on an empty stomach he decided to make her some breakfast the next morning. He had the day off. He knew Y/N would be coming down soon since she has to be at work by eight thirty. He made some scrambled eggs and sausage.  

Y/N walked into the kitchen wearing blue scrubs that had no pattern on them. “Morning!” Joe said turning the stove off, but he was ignored. Y/N got one of her travel mugs out from the cabinet. “I made you some eggs and sausage.” Joe told her as Y/N filled her mug with coffee. “No thanks.” Y/N said as she put the lid onto her mug. “Y/N, you need to eat.” Joe told her in a stern tone. “I’ll pick up something on my way to work.” Y/N told him as she avoided looking at him. “Y/N about yesterday, I- “Joe started to say but stopped himself when she walked out of the kitchen. “Fuck!” Joe hissed as he ran a hand through his hair.

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It’s been two days and Y/N has still been giving Joe the cold shoulder. She’s still sleeping in the guest bedroom. It’s been hard for Joe to sleep without having her next to him. He knows he has fucked up big time. He finally has her sitting in the living room with him watching tv after dinner. However, he was on one end and Y/N was all the way on the other end of the couch. Joe couldn’t help but glance over at her. He couldn’t take the silence, so he grabbed the remote off the table and muted the tv.

“Y/N, I’m sorry about what happened at the game.” Joe told her. Y/N stayed silent as she kept her eyes on the tv with her arms folded across her chest. Joe let out a sigh of frustration as he ran both of his hands down his face. He felt so tired. “I was really frustrated about how I was playing, and I poured all of my frustrations out onto you.” Joe told her and again he got no response.

“Y/N, please talk to me.” Joe said in a pleading tone which is very rare coming from him. “It’s funny.” Y/N said without looking at him. “What?” Joe said with confusion. “When I have a shitty day, I don’t put all of my frustration out on you.” Y/N said finally looking at him after avoiding all eye contact with him for the last two days.

When their eyes met Joe saw the same hurtful look she had the night he came home from the game. “I’m sorry.” Joe said in a soft voice. He didn’t know what else to say. “I can’t believe that’s all you are saying.” Y/N told him in snappy voice. Joe watched her stand and walk up the stairs. Joe couldn’t help but jump when he heard a door slam shut.

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Joe was home earlier than usual from practice. He was in the living room looking over his play book when the doorbell rang. “It’s open!” Joe called out. He heard the door open and close. “Joe!” He heard his mom’s voice. “Living room.” Joe called out. “Hi sweetie.” Robin said walking into the living room. Joe put down his play book onto the table and stood up to give his mom a quick hug.

 “What brings you by?” Joe asked her in a curious tone. It’s a two-hour drive from his parents’ house to his and Y/N’s. “Your dad said when he was talking to over the phone yesterday, he could sense that something was going on.” Robin told him. “Yeah um, Y/N has been pissed at me since Sunday.” Joe told her with a sigh. “She moved into the guest bedroom.” Joe added sitting back down onto the couch. “Oh boy.” Robin said sitting down next to her son. “What happened?” Robin asked him.

 “At the game my shoulder was bothering me, so she met me in the tunnel to give me an ice pack and instead of being a thankful boyfriend I let out all of my frustration from the game out on her.” Joe said recapping what happened. “I told her I was sorry, but I feel like it just made things worse.” Joe added with another sigh. “Because instead of telling her you’re sorry you need to show her you’re sorry.” Robin told him in a stern tone.

 “I know how crazy it gets around here when you are playing games, and you are tired from practice but when she’s working late you should show her how much you appreciate her.” Robin explained to him. When she goes to games with Y/N she can see the tiredness in her eyes. She knows Y/N does most of the stuff around the house.

“I could cook her a nice dinner tonight.” Joe suggested which got him a nod from his mom. “That sounds perfect!” Robin told him with a smile.

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It was a little after seven when Y/N got home from work. “Fuck!” She heard Joe snap right when she walked through the front door. “What the hell.” Y/N mumbled to herself as she hung her purse and keys up on the hooks. When she walked into the kitchen, she saw Joe take out a burnt ham from the oven. “Joe, what happened?” Y/N asked him. Joe turned around to face her with a frown. “I tried to make you a nice dinner, but I kept forgetting to check the ham and well I burnt it.” Joe said with frustration as he took the oven mitts off.

“I fucked up again.” Joe added as he tossed the mitts down onto the counter. “No, it was sweet.” Y/N said as she walked closer to him. “You were right. I shouldn’t put my frustrations out on you when you don’t put your frustrations on me.” Joe told her. “I’m going to try to not do that and I’m going to help out more around the house and show you how much I appreciate your help.” Joe added with nothing but sincere in his tone. “And that’s all I ask for.” Y/N said taking one of his hands into hers.

 She leaned up and gave him a kiss on the lips. “Will you move back into our bedroom?” Joe asked as he looked at her with nothing but love in his green eyes. “Yes.” Y/N said with a nod. Joe gave her a kiss that was longer than the first kiss. Y/N let go of his hand and wrapped her arms around his neck while he held her close.

When they pulled away from the kiss, they rested their foreheads against one another’s. “Wanna order takeout?” Y/N asked him. “I’ll get the menus.” Joe said as he let go of her. Y/N giggled as she watched him jog away.

[burntthebacon]

no man deserves this not even her bf!!

LIKE EXCUSE MEEEE

[diormoon]

YOU ARE IN LOVE - b.hines

Bella taking care of reader in different scenarios

Headcannon - not requested

Warnings; fluff.

The flu: 

- She’s immediately making you stay in bed. You are hereby sentenced to bed rest until she says you're good. 

- She makes you take lukewarm baths and puts bath salts in them to help you relax. Most of the time, she has to help you undress and help you get in. You also always make her get in with you. 

“Come on, Mama, your bath’s ready.” You just groan and roll over to the other side. She shakes her head with a small smile but walks over to you and picks you up bridal style - ignoring all of your complaints about her getting sick by touching you. 

She never cares if she gets sick from you because all she wants to do is take care of you and help you feel better. You are her number one priority, so even when you're sick, she’s going to be by your side the entire time. 

Once in the bathroom, she helps you undress and get in the tub. She planned on changing the bed sheets while you were in the tub so they would be all warm from the dryer when you got out of the bath, but one puppy dog look from you, and she was undressing herself and getting in behind you, letting you rest on her. 

“You okay?” She asked after you were too silent for a while. You nod, turning onto your side - letting the water swoosh around you two, and cuddling into her more. “I’m sorry I’m always sick,” you mumble into her chest. She puts her hand under your chin, lifting your head up to look at her. “Don’t be sorry for things you can’t control. I love you, okay? And I love taking care of you. Got it?” You nod in response, still feeling bad, but you know you don’t have to be. 

Bella just kisses your forehead, while her hand comfortingly rubs over your stomach. 

- She will always make you good food. She knows what you can and can’t eat while sick, so she always makes those certain things for you. 

- Cuddles are always a must. Like I said, she doesn’t care if she gets sick; she just wants you to be happy and get better. 

- If you are feeling dizzy, she will make you sit down—just like the bedrest one. She doesn’t let you do anything until the dizziness goes away. If you do actually faint, she becomes the most overprotective girlfriend of all time. 

- If the basketball team comes over, she makes sure to tell them all to be quiet so you don’t get a migraine from their yelling. If they start yelling, she scolds them. If they do it a second time, she kicks them out for the day, saying you need some rest. 

Injury: 

- She takes you to every doctor's appointment. She doesn’t care if your appointments are at 12:30 and she has practice at 12:45. She’s still taking you. She’ll be more than happy to run the suicides knowing you were safe and okay at the doctor’s. 

- She will walk you to every one of your classes. She leaves her classes early to get to yours on time. 

- She has multiple alarms set so you always take your medicines on time. 

- Whenever you start rehab, she knows it’s taking a lot from you, so once you get home, she allows you to just turn your brain off. She will do anything you need done for the night while you sit there and relax. 

- She bought two stuffed animals and cut their stomach to tape them onto your crutches. The fluffing of the stuffed animals makes it more comfortable to walk with the crutches. 

Anxiety: 

- Since meeting you and learning about your anxiety, she’s always trying to find new ways to calm you down during an attack. 

- If you have an attack with her near you, she’s immediately trying to help you. She’ll put your hand over her heart, telling you to copy her, and she’ll start breathing exercises with you. 

“Baby, I need you to follow my breathing. You’re good, you’re safe, but I need you to breathe okay?” She says while holding your hand to her heart. She breathes in, waiting for you to copy her, and then breathes out. You guys have to do that around 10 times before you start calming down enough to not have Bella concerned. 

“There we go.” Bella says, bringing you into her, your head now on her chest while her hands are holding you to her.

“You wanna talk about it?” She mumbles into your hair after a few minutes of letting you just breathe. You shake your head no, not this time. 

But she understands. She never forces you to talk about your attacks. If you say no, that's fine. If you say yes, that’s also fine. 

Instead, she just takes you home. She takes you to the most familiar place to you and lets you just take in the familiarity and relax. 

- If you have an attack without her, she feels guilty when she finds out about it. She’ll ask you questions to make sure you’re doing okay and then give you a very sad but sincere apology, even though it’s not her fault and you know she can’t be with you during every attack. 

- She knows your signs before an attack. She’s watched you enough times before and after an attack to pick up on the signs. 

- With her knowing your signs, your attacks have gone down. Once she sees a sign of anxiety, she’ll hold your hand and rub her thumb over your wrist, letting you know that she’s there, or she’ll start the breathing exercises before the attack even begins. She knows the tricks, and with her knowledge, the amount of attacks you have in a week has gone down majorly.