Comfort Calls - Ingrid Engen

Annoying Affections - Jenni Hermoso

Jenni Hermoso x Fem!Reader

Summary: The need for attention though was always granted, because Jenni would always find a way to get her way.

Warnings: Explicit talk about sex Highlighted in red and bold, not good Spanish but don't blame me, blame translate.

Authors Note: I actually like this, first fic with Jenni, def not the last.

Being with Jenni wasn't ever calm, not even when she was asleep.

She is all over you all hours of the day, begging for kisses or hugs, attention of any sort is something she always had to have or she claimed she would explode. That has yet to happed but you don't bring it up.

When y'all are sleeping, she is on top you, wrapped around you tightly, and clingy onto you like your going to leave.

Don't even try to get up to go to practice, the 130 pound, 5 foot 7 Spaniard isn't allowing that when she is still tired and not wanting to get up.

The need for attention though was always granted, because she would always find a way to get her way.

You and Jenni were getting reader for a event, something you didn't even need to go to because you weren't even on the Spain national women's team, but she said that Alexia and Mapi were wanting you to come, so you gave in.

Slipping on a long, skin tight black dress with long sleeves and a low cut neck, you turned side to side, knowing Jenni would love it.

"Hey bebita, have you seen-" You hear the woman walk into your shared bathroom, her words cutting off when she laid her eyes on your figure.

Turning to her, you smile at the look of her face.

"Have I seen what? Do you like the dress?" You give her a spin and she immediately walks over and puts her hands on your hips.

She leans in and presses a bruising kiss on your lips in a way that makes your mind go hazy and your only thoughts are her.

She squeezes your hips before letting her hands roam you body. As she does so you reach up to put a hand behind her neck to pull her closer, the other sitting on her chest that is dressed in a all black suit.

She looked extremely hot, her black hair out and framing her face, the suit matching the color.

She moans into the kiss, her hands going down to the curve of your ass before you pull away.

She frowns at you before trying to lean in again, you back up and look into her eyes.

"We have to leave soon, we have no time." She whines at that, not enjoying the idea.

"Babe please, I will be quick I swear." She begs you, hands tightening their hold on her hips to show how serious she is.

"No amor, you can wait." You say before backing out of her hold immediately, turning to the mirror and picking up your lipstick and leaning closer into the mirror to see better. Making you back arch and your ass sticking out.

But you know Jenni too well, you know she will end up getting her way.

She walks up behind you, planning her hands on your arched hips before pressing her pelvis into you from behind, grinding into you before leaning down and moving your hair from your neck and kissing it from behind.

You put you hands on the counter and try to gain you composure, trying to stick to your word about waiting until later.

"Bebita please, I wanna fuck you so bad. I know your wet for me, Sé que tu coño quiere tanto mis dedos." (I know your pussy wants my fingers so bad.)

You let out a moan from the dirty things she is whispering in you ear, she knew how much it turns you on when she spoke spanish, especially in situations like this.

She is already pulling down your dress by the sleeves, the material being stretchy for quick slip ons and offs.

You knew she would get what she wanted, she always did.

The sun was peeking through the curtains as both you and Jenni slept. The activities from the night prior wore you both out, your legs sore and an familiar ache in between your thighs.

You woke up to the sound of you alarm blaring into the quiet room, you wrapped in Jennis arms and the warm blanket making it difficult to leave it to turn it off.

Jenni heard the alarm and tucked her head into the crook of your neck and she groaned at the sound.

"Jenni let me go so I can turn it off." You rasped out, your throat being sore from being abused the night before by her fingers and loud moaning.

She hesitated, but lifted her arm just enough for you to slip out and switch it off.

When you came back, she sat up and laid on your chest, making it hard to move and get up.

You thread your fingers into the Spaniards raven hair, making her relax more into you.

"Amor, I have to get up and go to training, just because you don't doesn't mean I don't as well." You whisper into her ear, running your fingers through her hair and scratching at her scalp, you other hand running you hand up and down her naked back. Being skin to skin with her at the moment making it hard to stay awake.

She mumbles something incoherent before wrapping her arms tightly around you body. You smile at her sleepy state before remembering your plans.

"Babe, seriously." You nudge her arm to try and move her, to no avail.

"solo quédate en casa" (just stay home) She says, you know she is half asleep by the Spanish she speaks. She never speaks English when she is tired or almost asleep.

"No love, we have a game coming up and I need to train." You take this time to admire her face, her long lashes and swollen lips, probably mirroring yours.

You get to response from the forward, you can tell by her breathing, she is asleep.

You put yourself into that position by scratching her scalp and rubbing her back, knowing that it quickly puts the spaniard asleep.

You smile and accept defeat by pressing a kiss to her head and reaching for your phone and dialing your coach.

You knew she would get what she wanted, she always did.

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can you write a cc fic/blurb where she’s with connor but realizes she’s catching feelings for you(iowa wbb player!) and isn’t sure what to do, so she goes to kate, calls monika even, and then shows up at your door talking about how she wants to be with you and has broken up with connor despite what people might say?

Maybe it is you - Caitlin Clark .1

Caitlin Clark x teammate reader

Warnings： C*nnor (a warning himself) | angst to tension | toxic relationships | this might trigger some people so please be aware!! | foul language | mentions of blood | cheating? | WLW allusions |

Summary: After a heated argument with Connor. Caitlin drives to your apartment in tears and you comfort her, one thing leads to another, the tension between the two of you gets brought up.

Caitlin Pov:

Being with Connor in the beginning was great. He was sweet, kind, thoughtful. Until he wasn’t. He started spending more time on his phone. Away from me, pretending like I don’t exist really. So I started hanging out with others. Especially number 8 on the Iowa Women’s Basketball team. She was the sweetest girl I think I have met. Her beautiful hair was always perfect. Even if she thought otherwise. Now that I think about it. She’s just perfect. She’s thoughtful, kind, really funny, and very, very pretty.

“What the fuck is your problem Caitlin.” Connor yelled in her face when she caught him smiling at his phone for the 5th time at the dinner table. “What the fuck is up with you lately.” I say, throwing my spoon down on the table and leaning back in my chair. “Here you fucking go again. On this weird shit thinking I’m cheating.” He says as he runs his hands down his face. “Well I don’t know what you want me to expect when you act like this. How do I know if you aren’t?” “Maybe I fucking am Caitlin. Which I’m not. But if I was, you couldn’t do anything anyways. What would your fans think? Huh?” I feel tears brim my eyes as he finishes his sentence. “Just answer me. Are you cheating on me?” I ask, my voice shaking as I try to speak. “SHUT THE FUCK UP CAITLIN. YOUR SO FUCKING INSANE AND POSSESSIVE.” He says as he stands up and grabs my jaw. “You’re fucking sick.” He spits as he walks away. Leaving me to hold my tears back at the dimly lit dinner table. I taste blood in my mouth from trying to hold my tears back.

I get up quickly and grab my phone, and rush out the door into the pouring rain. I don’t hear him ask where I’m going. He wouldn’t care. I feel a shortness of breath and dizzy as a drive in the rain to her house. I pick my phone up with a shaky hand and call dial her number.

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Reader Pov:

“Hey Caitlin. I was just..” I say before noticing her shaky breath. “Caitlin? Caitlin what’s wrong?” I ask frantically, so many thoughts run in my head before she answers. “Hey um.. c-can I just come to yours and talk.” I hear her sniffle and try to catch her breath. She has called me before after a fight with Connor, so I assume this is the reason. “Babe I need you to breathe. Okay?” I call her babe when I’m serious. Or trying to calm her down. I started doing so after her games when they weren’t good. She just calmed down when I did. I never thought much of it.

I hear her take deep breathes on my command and she tells me she’s here. I run outside in the pouring rain. In her hoodie and a pair of Nike shorts. She gets out of her car and I run to pull her in my arms. I shush her to stop her crying and quick walk her inside my apartment. We don’t speak. We understand each other. It’s always been that way. Just one look between us and we understand what the other is thinking.

“Come, I’ll start a shower for you and make you food.” I say as she finally calms down and sits on the wooden stool in my dining room. We’re both soaking wet and cold. I rush to the bathroom and get the water to a warm temperature before I walk back into the kitchen to throw something in the microwave. I look back and see her sitting there at the island that’s off my kitchen counter. “I missed you” she says, not even looking up. “I missed you too. I always do.” I give her a soft smile before walking around to her. She’s sitting at the perfect height so I can wrap my arms around her wet head. As I cradle her head in my arms. She wraps her arms around my waist.

I feel like we’ve been here for hours before I pull away. “Let’s get you in the shower” I say with a soft voice and walk her to the bathroom. Her face is still sunk in and looks almost empty of color. I take her ‘Iowa Basketball’ sweat shirt off and throw it into the basket. “Let me know when your finished.” I say on my way to turn around when she grabs my wrist. I look at her, thinking something is wrong. “Can you join me?” She speaks softly, almost a whisper, looking into my eyes for an answer. “Yeah, yeah of course.” I say taking my clothes off too. There is this look in her eyes, I just can’t pin point what it is. She gets in first and I get in behind her. The hot water running on her chest as she looks down.

I come up behind her and snake my arms around her waist as I lay my head on her back. I try to comfort her by pressing soft kisses onto her muscular back. Doing so, she turns her head to the side to look at me over her shoulder. “I never liked him much.” Her face doesn’t change as I say that. “I think you deserve better. Someone who would care for you, love you.” I say as she turns around to look at me. She still says nothing as I wrap me arms around her neck. Hers going to my waist to pull me closer into her. Our faces get closer and she speaks. “Would you?”

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Sue Bird Headcannons

I definitely see her as a playful partner. Always joking or laughing.

When she goes to away games, she always brings back some sort of gift that reminded her of you.

Buys and orders you coffee or tea, what ever you prefer, every morning.

She doesn't always get to hang out with you in the mornings due to practices and games, but she makes up for it with small gestures such as that or making you breakfast before leaving.

Being an athlete, she has to have a healthy diet, and I think she ends up making dinners often, which are always healthy, so you have grown to enjoy her healthy options.

But every now and then she orders take out for the two of you.

Brags and talks about you to anyone who will listen.

Always bringing you up in conversation that sometimes don't even involve you in any way.

Posts you frequently. Always on her story or in her photo dumps on Instagram.

She isn't the type to enjoy a private relationship. Wanting the world to know about your love and not wanting to always fear being seen with you.

Your biggest cheerleader and vise versa.

She supports your big accomplishments and influences you to follow your goals and dreams. You do the same (Ofc why wouldn't you?)

Over all a very good partner to have and keep.

GUYS I JUST SHIT MYSELF MY FAVORITE TUMBLUR JUST LIKED MY POST!?!?!

@wileys-russo im in shock....

I would love that l Alexia P. x Reader

Part 1/2

Summary: You and Alexia have been friends for years, but feelings slowly arise, and they spark a match during the championship league final.

Warnings: Oblivious reader? Fluff! Mapi being a therapist for both athletes' feelings.

Authours Note: Hope you enjoy this! Part two?

Ever since you came to Barcelona years ago, you and your captain, Alexia, have always been close. She always kept you close, she said it was because you had a bright future ahead of you, and a friend close by is always helpful. But that was only partially correct.

You started to gain feelings when she tore her ACL, you being with her so much, helping and making things easier for her, and her being so vulnerable with you in a hard time made your feelings aspire to be greater than friendship.

But you never thought anything of it, telling yourself that the Catalan would never like you, and that she never saw you like that.

Time skip to the championship game, the final game, all of the hard work you and your team have put into this season came down to this.

Your nerves were going haywire. Why wouldn't they? Who wouldn't be nervous in this situation? You might be thinking no one, but your wrong.

Alexia had almost no nerves in sight. She was always calm like that. Never anxious or nervous in big games like this. Always had a relaxed face and relaxed mindset.

You were in the locker room, fixing your hair for the 100th time because of your shaking hands. Which were filled with sweat and fear.

Your breathing picks up and you start looking around frantically, looking for a solace of some sort. Which didn't go unnoticed by a certain Catalan.

You felt Alexias warm hand grab your hands from your hair and put them by your sides, wrapping her arms around your waits and pulling you close, like she always did when you got nervous and panicky like this.

She tucked her nose into the crook of your neck and squeezed your waist.

"Whats bothering you amor?" She asked you as you leaned back and put your head on her shoulder. Attempting to hide the blush on your face from the nickname she always used when talking to you.

"Just nerves." You close your eyes and cancel out the noise from your rowdy teammates.

"Tell me what is making your nervous." She runs her hand up and down your waist, her tone not rude or mean, but inviting you to vent to her in a soft way that shows she isn't forcing you to do anything.

"I just want it to go perfect, im worried something will mess it up." You open your eyes while talking, she turns you around and helps you lay down some fly away you have.

"Amor, you have nothing to worry about. Lo harás increíble, como siempre lo haces." (You will do amazing, like you always do) She smiles while looking at your with pure adoration, holding your face in your hands.

"Eso espero" (I hope so) She kisses your forehead before leaving to line up with the others at the tunnel.

As she moves out of the way you make eye contact with Mapi, who is leaning on a locker with a smirk on her face. You roll your eyes before walking up to her.

"So you and the Capitana officially?" You wrap your arm around her shoulders before finishing.

"I wish" And y'all walk out.

Mapi has known about your feelings for Alexia ever since the night your came to terms with the fact you even had them.

Little did you know she had been talking to Mapi as well, but she never told you that.

The game began, and the other team was good, you can't even lie.

They had you stressing until finally, the crowd when crazy, and Alexia scored.

You felt adrenaline shoot through your veins and you sprinted to her, tackling the half naked women in a bone crushing hug after she finished her run around the half of the stadium.

"Estoy tan orgullosa de ti, no entiendes" (Im so proud of you, you don't understand) You shout in her ear over the loud crowd.

She smiles at you and says "lo hice por ti mi amor" (I did it for you my love) You look at her in confusion after she finishes her sentence, not understanding what she meant.

"I didn't want you to keep worrying, so I wanted to help but your mind at ease." You laugh and jump into her arms again and hug her, not before pressing a kiss to her cheek.

After the match, you ran immediately to her, with tears in both of your eyes you say "We did it!"

She wipes her eyes and hugs you tighter, "We did"

TIME SKIP

When the team boards the plane for Barcelona, you sit with Alexia.

She makes sure your comfortable in your seat before settling in herself. She turns to you and has this look on her face you know very well.

"What do you want to say?" You smile as she takes your hand in hers.

"I was wondering if you want, when we get back to Barcelona, to maybe go get dinner?" She looks in your eyes for an answer.

You don't even have to think before nodding,

"I would love that"

Literally anything for jazzy. No one writes for her😞😢

I hate to say this but please be more specific😭

I promise I will 😂😂

Sweaty hugs - Alexia Putellas

Alexia Putellas x Fem!Reader

Summary: When Alexia comes home from a rather hot practice, she makes it her goal to dirty you up so you can shower with her.

Warnings: Cursing

Authors note: Sorry I have been inactive but here is a small cute fic to make up for it?

"Ewww get off of me!" You shout and groan as a sweaty blonde lays on top of your clean body.

It was late in the afternoon, Alexia had practice late and the weather was rather hot today, resulting in her sweating buckets and soaking through her practice uniform.

You stayed home from work today since you had a small cold, you were planning on going to work up Alexia star fished on you in bed this morning, causing you to be unable to get up and work.

Now you were laying on the couch, typing on your laptop when keys unlock your apartment door. Smiling you close your laptop and put it on the coffee table, waiting for her to enter.

When you see her, her hair is soaked in sweat and her skin still shines with a layer of sweat, her uniform also having spots of sweat on it.

She sets her bag down and smiles back at you. Walking over you grimace at the sight of the sweat.

"Jesus Christ did you swim home?" You joke, but she scoffs and launches herself at you.

Letting out a scream and lays on your body, you only have a sports bra and come shorts on, so the sweat from her body is 100% felt, amazing...

"Alexia Putellas get off of me!" You push at her shoulders, she starts ticking your sides and rubbing her sweaty head into your neck.

"STOP!" You groan and laugh as she tickles you, hiding it with a scream.

"You said you missed me, no?" She replies and kisses your cheek.

"I texted you that before I knew you fucking sweated the Niagara Falls." You reply and watch her face contort into confusion.

"What is that?" She says and her eyebrows furrow.

Seems like you forgot she lived in Spain her whole life.

"Nevermind, but GET OFF OF ME!" You push her off and she rolls off the couch, holding you to her chest so you fall with her.

"Alexiaaaa get off of me!" You groan and she laughs.

"You're on me!" She responds and tickles you again, causing you to scream and wiggle in her arms.

"STOPPP!" You scream and manage to get away from her grasp, she lays on the floor in defeat as your face had a gross expression.

"Now I smell like grass and sweat!" You groan and walk away, unknowing she jumped up from her spot on the floor and threw you over her shoulder.

You let out a yelp and hit her back. She walks you to the bedroom and throws you onto the bed, going into the bathroom and starting a shower.

"That was your plan all along wasn't It?" You ask and shake your head, stand up and putting your hands on your hips.

The blonde turns around with a innocent smile and shakes her head.

"What are you talking about?" She asks and laughs.

You roll your eyes and grab two towels.

"You just wanted me to shower with you." You walk into the bathroom and she walks up to you.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but you cannn join me?" She smiles and you shake your head with a smile.

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Dizzy Reassurances - Leah Williamson

Leah Williamson x Fem!POTS!Reader

Summary: While attending a wedding with your girlfriend you get dizzy and end up fainting. But Leah know exactly what to do.

Warnings: Fainting!

Authors Note: Hey guys so im very sorry if I did something wrong in this I don't know much about POTS! so if its wrong forgive me!

You and your girlfriend were sat at a wedding reception attending one of your high school friends wedding.

You and Leah were matching, her in a grey suit and you in a grey dress.

Earlier in the wedding ceremony you started to feel dizzy, but it went away when the crowd was sat and vows were spoken.

"You alright?" Leah whispered to you when you both were sat and the bride walked up.

You turn to look to Leah and give her a smile. "Yeah, I'm okay."

Looking into Leahs eyes I can tell she doesn't believe me but nods and looks forward to the ceremony.

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"Do you want something to eat, love?" Leah turns to you when the first dance is over and grabs your hand.

"Babe?" She asks when she doesn't get an answer from you, looking at the gazed over expression on your face she knows what's happening.

She looks around before grabbing your shoulders and pulling you into her chest, turning your face away from the crowd and into her neck, holding you tightly against her.

When she feels your dead weight on her she starts rubbing circles on your back to coax you back to consciousness.

The bride walks over and sees you on her chest and gets concerned.

"Hey Leah! So glad you and her could make it, is everything okay?" The bride asks, looking at you in concern.

Leah looks down of you and nods. "Yeah, is there by chance a couch or private room somewhere?" Leah keeps her voice low to not make a scene.

The woman nods and points to the bridal suite and gives them permission so go in there and lay you down.

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"What happened?" You wake up confused of where you are, Leah is on the couch next to you because she gave you the entire couch to lay on, good thing there were 3.

"You just passed out babe, its okay were laying down for a moment okay?" She grabs your hand from her seat.

"I'm sorry." You apologize and Leah is quick to stop you.

"Hey no, you could control it its okay love." She leans over to kiss your forehead and then your lips. You both lay there for a few minutes discussing the decorations and the dresses before leaving and joining the reception once again.

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Pussy is superior

please write more hc abt paige

I did baby!!! 😉