author's note: hiiii! more bella fluff because i miss her rn. i promise i'll release something longer soon, feel free to send in requests for her. reqs are open!
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Splayed out on Bella's bed, she rests her chin on your shoulder, practically lying on top of you while she props the camera up with one hand, holding it so both of you are in view. Lives with Bella are insane, as most anything to do with her (in a good way), but today, you decided to keep it more casual, even with the chat going crazy.
"Yeah, we're dating," She mumbles, answering one of their questions. Comments are rolling by faster than you can even read, but she manages to pick out a few. "No, we don't live together."
You give her a look, scrunching your eyebrows together. "We basically do, though."
She smiles, looking up at you. "You basically live with me,"
"Exactly, so together,"
user983: bella that's still together bro
user102: u transfering???
user031: hey! can you say hi to chloe for me??
Moving your hand, you rub her back, gently stroking while she continues to lie on you.
"Yes, she smells most of the time,"
Pulling your hand back, you softly slap her head, a glare thrown in her direction.
"Hey!-"
"That wasn't even a question!"
She rubs the top of her head before scrolling back through the comments. "No, it was, I swear,"
Rolling your eyes, you just shake your head, smiling. "Sure,"
"Yes, I'm a munch,"
You're absolutely dumbfounded at her remark, and you look towards her with an open mouth. "Bella. This is TMI. You're sharing all our secrets, bro."
sypnosis: what it would be like if caitlin clark was your girlfriend (smutty)
author's note: hi!! okay so i've gotten super duper obsessed with cait and i just want to like give u this because just mwah to her. love u my gorgeous caity. dm or comment to be added to the taglist!
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headcannon 1
oh this girl is so clingy, like she needs to be with you at all times, if not, she's spamming you
â¶ i feel like she would totally send random late night texts after games even though she knows your sleeping (you love to go to bed early). she would be like "just dropped 30 but u still haven't answered me". also she would definitely send a million voice notes all the time like narrating every second. if you leave her on delivered she'll send a bunch of question marks or "rude" or "thought we had something."
â¶ she is always stealing your things. obviously she can't fit in any of your clothes (because you're way smaller), so she takes little things like hair ties that smell like you, or your waterbottle. just little things that remind her of you
â¶ her hands are all over you in public, like constantly. if you're in a crowded space, her hands are on the small of your back, guiding you through people, or wrapped protectively around you. at dinner or in the car, her hands resting on your thigh
â¶ when you go places, like events possibly, and you're forced to separate slightly, like maybe you have to talk to different people, she always makes sure to know where you are
headcannon 2
she is a giant softy, like she has the softest spot for you
â¶ during games, she always looks for you in the crowd. when she spots you, she makes sure to point you out to her teammates and wave to you in between plays
â¶ she loves to drag you to the gym and play basketball with you, knowing that she'll definitely win
â¶ after tough losses, she immediately finds you on the sidelines, ignoring reporters and going past begging fans. her huge arms wrap around your neck as yours twist around her waist, and she just buries her face into your neck. she takes losses very hard, like very hard. she feels as though they're her fault and you're her comfort system, so of course, she goes to you
â¶ she loves it when you play with her hair. when you're watching movies together, she'll sit on the couch in front of you and practically beg you to braid hr hair or something
â¶ she falls asleep on you like constantly, when watching movies on the couch, curled up in bed. but like when i say falling asleep on you, i mean on you. like this girl's fully on you.
headcannon 3
smuttttty hcs
â¶ i feel like she loves talking you through it, but she also loves praise. like she likes being told that she's doing a good job and stuff
â¶ she is a major munch. like ohmyfuckinggod major munch. this girl practically begs to eat you, like all the time
â¶ i feel like she's sort of a secret freak, but not. like maybe at dinner, her hand rides up your thigh and like slips into your dress or something. or like while you're out, she whispers insane things in your ear and makes you continue to be at the party
â¶ she is absolutely boobs over ass, like sorry not sorry. she is absolutely obsessed, like obsessed
ask: okay hear me out, head canons of bella and reader getting caught on a live being in the same bed AND hear me out, bella and reader are âjust friendsâ and one night when they are out at the club, drunk, bella accidentally posts a photo of them at the club with their faces pressed together and being a little too close you see the vision??? you see you see đ
author's note: hiiii! so i got a couple similar asks for bella and thought it would be kind of cool to fullfill them at once? i thought these matched pretty well, so this is like a themed headcannon of getting caught with bella ig. also the first headcannon request lowk gives paige and bella lol. reqs are open!
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headcannon 1
getting caught on live being in the same bed
â¶ lying in bella's bed, her arms are wrapped around you as you scroll through tiktok. the faint sounds of grace talking leaks through the walls, but both of you choose to ignore it, assuming that she's just doing something stupid with z.
most of your day has been spent together, you slept over at bella's dorm last night, so you went out to eat together that morning, running a couple of errands and just hanging out with her after. it's been a relatively chill day, no practice for your girlfriend, no classes for you. it's nice to have alone time together, and it's especially nice to be wrapped up in her arms.
her sweet scent engulfs your scences, every couple of minutes you deeply inhale it, almost getting giddy at the smell. it's stupid, you know, but you love loving on your girlfriend and things like this still make you flustered even months after being together.
but months after being together, you still haven't really shared it with anyone besides some of your close friends, grace and z included. it was a mutual decision, mainly because it would be too much with march madness going on and having to wrap up finals and everything. but honestly, it's better this-
the door bangs open with grace walking in backward, barely paying attention to the position both of you are in. "okay, chat say hi to bella and y/n!!"
immeditely, bella jumps away, screaming grace's name. "oh my god, get out!"
turning around now, grace looks between the two of you, realizing how close you were. but being grace, she says the stupidest possible thing. "were you two fuckin' or something?"
bella literally smacks her forehead, closing her eyes as she shakes her head. "i'm gonna kill you sometime,"
smiling, you just grab grace's phone from her, holding it up to show you and bella. you get a little closer to her, slinging your arm around her shoulders as you press your faces together. "surprise!"
headcannon 2
bella, drunkenly, posts a pic of you two at the club being a little too close (this one's gonna be a little more headcannony and less oneshotty)
â¶ for the actual insta photo, i'm picturing like the first and second one mixed together for like the vibes, but like intimacy
and proximity... or the third one just plain, but it seems not so drunk to me, more like a sober picture, but they're definitely close
â¶ well first of all, the comments go crazy. like people are freaking out about their relationship, or like hypothesizing on it
âthis is why we take her phone away at the club btwâ
âoh so weâre HARD launching like this???â
âpractice gonna be real interesting tomorrowâ
ânot yâall forgetting instagram is publicâ
âthis explains a LOT actuallyâ
âtheyâre literally kissing be seriousâ
âi feel like iâm intruding omgâ
âhard launch at the club is insane work đâ
"this gon be gone in 10 minutes just watch"
people are just highkey assuming the relationship atp, like this is the final piece to confirm it almost.
â¶ when you actually wake up and realize bella posted, you don't insanely freak out like you thought you would. honestly, you have fun scrolling through the comments
â¶ later, you officially post a hard launch and like announce it to the public
ask: out with friends but reader teases cait and she wants to go home to do something about it
author's note: hayyyyy! i got this ask and loved it so here you go! i feel like i've been writing a super lot of caitlin recently and kinda wanna get back into alysa. my reqs are always open if there's something you want to see! i'm currently working on a oneshot of her in the mideavil au (you can read the first part here) and it like continues off the first part. my reqs are always open!
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âYes, and oh my God, Marina just absolutely started freaking out!â Lexi enthuses, giggling.
While the blonde is incredibly extroverted in her drunken state, Marina lies on Saniya, quiet in the corner, as she just chuckles at the group.
You and Caitlin decided to go out tonight with a couple of her friends while your girlfriend is off from basketball. Sitting beside you, her hand rests on your thigh, stroking gently up and down while she converses with Cam next to her. Your own attention is on Lexi, laughing as she enthuses about Marinaâs latest crashout, something the brunette was nevertheless proud of.
âI mean, the ref deserved it,â Marina shrugs, her face as smug as ever. Despite being able to handle conversations, you are drunk as hell. Youâre a huge lightweight, so even a few drinks absolutely sends you over the edge, something Caitlin is definitely aware of and tries to prevent most nights. Tonight, apparently, she just let it happen, but of course, sheâs still at your side, protective as ever.
âNo, definitely,â You giggle, throwing your head back at the memory of Marina. The girl is a menace on the court. âBut you look hot while doing it, so itâs okay,â
âWhoa, whoa, whoa there,â Shaking her head, Shaniya waggles her finger in my direction as if to say âno, you donâtâ. âSheâs mine,â She pulls Marina a bit tighter in, wrapping her arms around her torso.
But of course, when you're drunk, you just have to combat that; you have to one-up her. âSheâs all yours,â You say, your hands up in the air as if youâre surrendering. âMy girlâs way hotter when sheâs mad,â
You tug on your girlfriends arm, wrapping your own arms around her bicep as you hug into her. âThis oneâs mine,âÂ
Somehow, Caitlin's attention is still not pulled from her side conversation. She knows you're drunk, so she probably just thinks it's just another thing you're doing. And it kind of is, but you also kind of want to make it more than a thing now that you're thinking back to hot-angry-on-the-court-Caitlin.
Your attention now focused on your girlfriend, Marina, Lexi, and Shaniya fall back into their own conversation, and Cam and Caitlin are still in theirs, too. But you're drunk. And kinda getting needy. So, of course, the natural thing is to whine.
"Babe," You sing, resting your head on her shoulder, getting as close as possible. "Caity,"
You try a couple more times, but it doesn't work. No matter how hard you try. Deciding it's time for extremes, you rest her hand on her thigh, just high enough that it clearly makes her react.
She inhales a sharp intake of breath, glancing at you quickly, before trying her best to retain composure as she continues to talk to Cam. Fuck, not enough.
Trying your absolute luck, you rub your hand a little further up, stroking her thigh now. This time, she has a little more footing. Already startled from the first touch, she's more immune now.
So you do what you can only think of, leaning in, your lips ghost her ear as you whisper, "Caity, I think I forgot my panties at home." Yes, you're drunk, but you're sober enough to know exactly what you're doing and what tone you're using.
She whips her head around, apologizing to Cam as she looks at you with wide eyes. You just look back up, innocently. Her pupils are blown up huge, and you can see the hunger in her eyes, the sheer want pulsing through as her gaze ravages your body, looking for a hint of shred of clothing that's not there. Well, it is, she just doesn't need to know that.
The two of you are out the door before you can even say your goodbyes, she says them for you, but now you're faced with the 5-minute walk home with blistering tension between you.
"Why the fuck did we walk?" She murmurs, gripping your hand a little tighter as she picks the pace up, weaving you through the small streets of the city and back to your apartment.
"There's a bench?" You suggest, giggling as Caitlin rolls her eyes playfully at you.
"We're not fucking on a bench," She says, pulling you in a little closer. It's cold for a summer night, something you're definitely not used to, considering where you grew up. But Caitlin's like a fucking furnace at all times, so you just press even closer, warming you up slightly.
The elevator ride back up is practically humid with the shared need between the two of you, hours of pent-up energy ready to be released.
Caitlin makes quick work of getting you cornered once the door locks behind you, barely stopping to take her shoes off or let you take yours off.
Hoisting you up, she grips your ass as she carries you to the shared bedroom, dropping you on the bed as she makes her way to her nightstand, opening the bottom drawer to find what she's looking for.
Before she does, though, she pulls her pants and tank top off, leaving her in her black boxers. God, you're practically drooling at the sight. Her boobs are small, but oh my god, are they still so hot. Like you just want them in your mouth now.
She pulls out a black harness and secures one of your dildos inside of it. It's a pink one and definitely on the bigger side of the ones you have. Fuck, she's ready.
"Off." She orders, tightening the harness and pointing towards your small outfit. She watches hungrily as you do exactly that, you make a show out of it. Taking your top off first- no bra, so it's easy to get her pretty riled up- followed by your skirt, which reveals the underwear you very much had on.
Chuckling, she crawls onto the bed, over you, stopping you from taking the panties off. "You're such a liar,"
Shrugging, you pull her down by the neck, pressing a kiss to her mouth. "But it got you here,"
You spread your legs a bit, wrapping them around her waist and allowing her to lean into you, the tip of the dildo pressing slightly into your hole.
"Cait," You pant, a pool of wetness already forming as you press a little further up.
"Uh uh," She shakes her head, kissing your nose gently before pulling her hips away. "It's not gonna be that easy, especially after that stunt you pulled,"
"Are you serious?" You whine, poking out your bottom lip for extra effect. Yup, definitely still drunk.
"Very." She nods.
Being the very needy girl you are, you really just cannot wait tonight. Fuck foreplay, you really just wanna fuck your girlfriend.
Grabbing the back of her head, you tug her down by her hair, your mouths meeting in unison. You fall into a dance of catch and release, your lips meeting and then falling apart, your tongues swirling and tasting each other.
Moaning and practically purring into your mouth, you reach down, pulling your panties to the side, you lift your hips up, the tip of the dildo meeting your entrance.
"Fuck," You hiss, pulling her down in a hard motion as it falls into you. But God, it feels so good.
Realizing exactly what's happening, she looks down between you. "Oh, so you wanna do that, huh?"
She pulls out just until the tip is about a half an inch in, before practically slamming back into you. And this is exactly what you wanted.
ask: HEAR ME OUT, Bella on TCU now and is like messing around with one of her teammates like they have a little something going on and they match up against LSU where she finds out Jada Williams has a crush on the teammate
author's note: hiiii! i haven't written for bella in a while, so here you go! this is too short for a oneshot, so i'm counting it as a drabble. thank you. also no hate towards jada williams, i love her. reqs are open!
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"You ready?" You ask, nudging Bella on the bench next to you.
She smiles over at you, nodding. "I'm a little nervous,"
"To see them again?"
"Yeah, it's gonna be weird, seeing Grace and Z on the court and not being on their team,"
"I get it." Wrapping an arm around her shoulders, you pull her in slightly, giving her a squeeze. You're not technically official yet, but you've definitely been messing around, and a lot of your teammates know, so it's not like you're hiding anything at this point. "That's how I felt when I first played Iowa State again, it was weird seeing my teammates on the court and not passing to them,"
"Yeah," She looks down, focusing on tying up her laces.
"But I'll be there. I'll be right next to you, cheering you on,"
Start of the Game
The first quarter starts with Bella in the starting lineup, facing Grace and Z, who are giggling and waving at her. A wave of relief washes through her as she realizes she had nothing to worry about, only the feeling of missing them again. From the sidelines, you watch as she has fun, not even really taking the game seriously as she plays, but it isn't until Jada Williams, your ex-teammate, gets on the court that you notice her demeanor change. They exchange a few words every couple of minutes. Do they know each other? You didn't think so.
Bella's POV
"Yeah? Are you fucking around with my girl over there?"
Bella gives Jada an unimpressed scowl, shoving her. "Your girl?"
"Yeah, mine, you bitch,"
Scoffing, Bella stands with her arms wide in front of Jada, who's a considerable height shorter than her. "I'm not gonna waste my time arguing with you,"
"Yeah? But you're gonna fuck her, aren't you?"
Again, Bella just ignores her, getting the ball before passing it to a teammate, Jada still on her back.
"I always knew you were weird."
"Can you just stop, please? Like we're playing a game here."
"Fighting's involved in games."
"Let's not,"
After the Game
As soon as you're off the court and walking down the tunnel, Bella's grabbing your shoulder, turning you around. "Are you talking to Jada?!"
Your eyebrows scrunch in confusion. Where'd she get that from? "Williams,"
"Yes, Williams." She confirms impatiently, pushing you for answers. "Are you?"
"No, why would you think that?"
Grumbling, Bella begins to walk away. "She was talking about you on the court and-"
"We used to."
Turning around, disgust is written all over her face. "This year?"
"No, no, when we were on the same team,"
"So, no feelings for her anymore?"
Shaking your head, you meet Bella, wrapping your arms around her neck. "Nope,"
She stares down at you, unsure. Leaning up on your tippytoes, you press a gentle kiss to her lips, reassuring her. "I promise,"
ask: hii!! grace knox fan here! i was wondering if we could get grace x bratty girlfriend headcannons?
author's note: hiiii! so kaliya and grace are genuinely so freaking cute. like actually. but anyways, i hope you enjoy and i promise more fics tomorrow!! im going to work on a bunch and i have a couple in stockpile! reqs are open!
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headcannon 1
i feel like grace wouldnât be as assertive with you as you would think
â¶ like honestly, she really just lets you be a brat and get your way most of the time, i feel like she would secretly like it. like she would just be quiet, maybe smirking and quietly watching you as you go on some tangent complaining about something and when you finally have a break in your rambling, sheâll lean in, her voice low and barely above a whisper âyou done?â and youâre not, obviously, so you just smirk, say something worse, or roll your eyes. thatâs when her hand finds your waist or chin to remind you who youâre dealing with
headcannon 2
getting more into grace, honestly, liking the brattiness in you
â¶ sheâd never say it otuloud, but she likes that you donât treat her life everyone else, you donât treat her like sheâs on some high horse and sheâs all special. you treat her like sheâs just anyone- even though sheâs definitely not just anyone.
â¶ she starts to pick up on your moods and notices when your attitude is just you wanting attention from her, and of course, she gives it
â¶ she lets you get away with almost anything, way more than anyone else
headcannon 3
i feel like physical clinginess is your go-to move
â¶ you donât just sit next to her, youâre half on her lap with your legs thrown over hers and messing with her fingers. if she tries to move you? immediately, youâre whining and pulling her back
ask: georgia amoore x reader after georgias first game off injury or georgia headcannons maybe
author's note: hii! i've never written for georgia before so this is my first time. i hope you like!! also i wanted to say, that aside from kuhl, i also secretly ship them. like that video of them together at dawg camp a couple years ago???? yes. reqs are open!
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â¶ okay, so basically, you and Georgia had been dating for a while, like through college. when she first got to the W, you were so so happy for her
â¶ i feel like your dynamic in college was sort of a little pazzi-ish, like you didn't explicitly come out together until the draft, but you definitely looked close in public. you might've just referred to each other as best friends or something. you would always attend her games courtside, and she would, of course, like to come up to you and chat during warmups. fans obviously noticed the way she would blush and smile at you during these little pockets of conversation before games. they also noticed how you were the first person she would go up to after games, immediately running to you when she won a big one, or falling into your arms when she lost one, shoving her face into the crook of your neck
â¶ you would always like post tiktoks and instagram posts, hinting towards something more than friends, but never explicitly saying it until you're well past college
â¶ during the actual draft, maybe you would like soft launch together, like with an instagram story of you holding hands before she gets drafted, or fans spotting you in the crowd, like whispering to each other
â¶ i feel like you guys wouldn't officially come out until after she, like, heals- not fully, but kind of healed. like maybe she proposes to you one night at dinner. she'd totally be super nervous about the whole thing and while she's like getting onto one knee you would be giggling and crying, trying to help her because you feel bad about her acl and don't want her to hurt herself more. but you guys would come out with an engagement post together. fans obviously absolutely freak out
â¶ flashforward to her "first" wnba season, you're like super excited to watch her actually be able to play again.
With your best friend following you, together you make your way down the stairs to the Mystic's court. Smiling, you wave at the cameras as you pass by, posing for what will be most certainly posted all over social media within minutes. You can practically imagine the captions already, "Georgia Amoore's Fiance pulling up to Her First Pre-Season Game!" You really don't hate the attention, though. You obviously don't relish it, but it's nice being able to pull the spotlight on Georgia, even if a lot of articles include both of you. She deserves the attention, she deserves the recognition for her hard work.
Finally, you make it to your seats. With drinks already in hand, you lean into Megan, your best friend.
"What do you think she's gonna do when she sees you?" You whisper, smiling as you pull away.
Laughing, Megan sips her drink. "Probably stick her tongue out at me,"
"or flip you off,"
She shrugs, nodding as you wait. "You're probably right,"
The girls jog onto the court, their warm-up outfits on, and picking up your old ritual, Georgia beelines for you, ignoring the girls already tossing balls.
As predicted, she shoots Megan a raised eyebrow and a middle finger before leaning down to hug you. Her arms wrap around your back as she kisses your cheek.
"I forgot how pretty you look wearing my name," She whispers into your ear, smiling as she pulls away.
Smirking, you hold her gaze. "It might be prettier off."
With her eyebrows raised now, her cheeks turn red. "We're in public,"
But you just shrug, pulling Megan away from a conversation she started with a neighbor.
Pretending to look unimpressed, Georgia looks your best friend up and down, disapprovingly shaking her head. "We're gonna lose now,"
She leaves to practice a bit after that, coming back only to give you a quick kiss, promising to "not be too distracted" on the court (she always is when you're there).
It was honestly heartwarming to watch, being able to see your partner be able to do something, finally, that brings them so much joy. Watching Georgia in her element will not be tiring to you.