Clarisse La Rue X Reader Where The Reader And Clarisse Are Bsfs And Reader Is Being Bullied By A Couple

SHE SPENT HER WHOLE FIRST YEAR IN THE WNBA JUST TO BE BENCHED THEN HER FIRST GAME ON HER OFF SEASON TEAM SHE HURTS HER KNEE IM DONE

HER SCREAMS BROKE SOMETHING IN ME

PRAYING FOR NIKA’S RECOVERY RN

Height Difference

Laila Edward’s x Fem

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

First time:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Second Time:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Third Time:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Send some requests guys also thank @star-girl69 for helping me cook this up we ate

In ever recent picture I’ve seen of Paige she is shorter by a lot THIS GIRL IS SHRINKING

6’1 MY ASS SHE IS NOT 6 FOOT

she’s literally so pretty like what

THE BITCH IS BACK GUYS IM BACKKK!!

I don’t believe that anything is going to happen to Q because of the fact that people will just say “haters be haters” or “it’s just people trying to bring you down” because yes there is proof but it’s all on TikTok. Most adults ( Geno, UConn administrators ) will not listen to TikTok. Also the fact that none of the UConn wbb players will check there messages from random people claiming horrible things about their teammate/friend. Yes there proof but I don’t believe that any of the girls will watch the video if Mariah sends them. I’m 100% on Mariah and all of the females and people Q has done things too, and I will continue to try and help there case but I don’t believe it will get anywhere. Though I pray that this does go somewhere and Q gets kicked off of them team and/or out of UConn or even gets charges pressed against her.

Oh we have so much fun best believe when I’m back in America we’re watching so so so many hockey games 🥰

also @cosmopretty and i have been watching hockey games together on facetime (we just stare at… certain players the entire time) we’re having a lot of fun 🥰

Tough Loss

Caroline Harvey x Fem

Synopsis: You go to support your girlfriend KK’s hockey game just to comfort her after a hard loss

The games 32-47 Wisconsin badgers loosing by fifteen points, with anger fueling her Caroline throws her hockey stick on the ground.

“You know that was a foul what the hell” she yells at the ref grabbing her stick and skating back to her team. You watch from the stands her jersey covering your whole outfit, her name on your back.

“Harvey” her coach yelled across the ice, reprimanding her. Caroline huffs and Laila skates up to her holding her shoulders in her patted hands “Relax KK before they send you to the penalty box” she tells her before skating back to goal. Even though you couldn’t see Caroline’s face you could tell from how she played and her body language on how frustrated she was.

You loved watching KK play, there was something about the way she moved on the ice, how good she played. With her new up and coming fame she always took it personal when the game went south, even if it wasn’t her fault. The referee blows the whistle starting the game back up once again.

“Come on Ref what the hell” Caroline yells , huffing when another player on the other team hit her and the refs did nothing.

“Come on KK don’t get frustrated it’s alright” Ava tells her skating beside her. Your girlfriend chooses to ignore her though and skates up to the ref “I know you saw that” she tells the ref before he blows his whistle sending her to the penalty box for a few minutes.

The game goes by fast Badgers still losing Caroline groans seeing there’s only 5 minutes left in the game and they’re still down. Caroline looks up at you in the stands for a moment before focusing back at the game at hand.

Badgers lost 41-53 the first loss of the season, despite the best efforts of the team. The numbers on the score board mock KK as she skates off the ice without a word to anyone and goes straight to the locker room ignoring everything around her.

The rest of the team piles into the locker room a few moments after, her coach trying to convince her it wasn’t her fault the team lost. Everything her teammates and coach told her went through one ear and out the other. She blamed herself for the loss, she was annoyed and furious most of all disappointed in herself.

You move your way through the people and wait for her outside of the locker room. Soon enough the girls walk out without KK, you look up at Laila confused “She’s inside go talk to her she’s going through it” the taller girl says disappointed in the outcome of the game. You nod at her words and hug the girl for a second “Hey I think you did great and next game you will do better” Laila smiles at your words and nudges you inside before walking back to the dorms with the rest of the girls.

Opening the door slowly Caroline’s head snaps up watching you walk in and sit right next to her. She shakes her head no “I messed up it’s my fault” her voice cracks at the end. Her head lays down on your shoulder and you turn your body straddling the bench to hug her.

Hearing her sniffle you rub her back up and down whispering soft nothing in her ear as you let her let all her feelings out.

Caroline pulls away from you not daring to make eye contact “Thank you” she whispers not looking at you, instead finding the lockers across you both very interesting.

Your hands cup her cheeks pulling her head to face you “Thanks for what baby” you ask her your thumbs wiping her tears. She shrugs “For everything you’re always there for me always” a smile forms on your face at her words.

Pulling her closer to you, you kiss her lips softly eyes closing for a moment. You pull away form the kiss and KK leans towards for more her eyes still closed, you put your finger on her lips “I’ll always be there for you Caroline no matter what I promise” you tell her, her eyes opening staring at you. She smiles slightly “Always?” she asks, you nod your head “Forever and Always” you promise her grabbing her hand and kissing her knuckles.

“Forever and always I love you baby” Caroline repeats getting up and pulling you with her off of the bench. Her hand moves to the back of your head pulling you into a kiss once again. Your lips clash together and her hand moves down to your neck, putting pressure on it causing you to gasp. She takes that as a way to lick your bottom lip, her tongue moving in your mouth pushing for dominance.

The moment between you two gets rudely interrupted when Laila walks into the locker room groaning. You pull away from her squealing “Why is it always me to walk in on you guys damn get a room” Laila complains grabbing her jersey and running out of the room before either of you can respond to her. You laugh dropping your head on Caroline’s shoulder “I feel bad for Laila she’s seen way too much” you mumble as KK moves over you grabbing her bag. She grabs your hand interlocking your finger together before leading you out of the locker room through the fans and people, to make it to her car. She opens the passenger door for you before going to the back throwing her hockey stick and bag in the back before getting in the drivers seat.

Driving back to the dorms KK’s hand stays on your thigh the whole time rubbing back and forth.

Soon enough the you guys get back to the dorms Caroline going straight to the shower to relax. You stay in the kitchen pulling ingredients together trying to make chocolate chip cookies for the girl hoping it would cheer her up in a way. Mixing the batter together before laying the balls of batter on a platter then into the oven to cook. You sit on the kitchen counter legs swinging side to side scrolling through instagram.

Caroline walks in the kitchen her hair wet and dripping “What smells so good baby?” she asks you walking up to you. Her hands land on your thighs as she looks up at you “I made you some cookies jus’ want you to feel better” you tell her running a hand through her wet hair. She smiles at you moving her hands to your waist squeezing “Your the best you know that” you nod “I know I am” you respond to her cockily jumping off the counter grabbing her hand. You drag her down to the couch pushing her on it before climbing on top of her straddling her waist.

Your arms wrap around her neck and you kiss her all over her face, hands moving to hold each side of her neck. KK laughs pulling you back softly “I love you my girl” you tell her holding her face delicately in your hands as if it would break. She smiles and rubs your waist “I love you more” she whispers looking down at your lips before leaning in. Right when her lips are about to touch yours you get up abruptly strolling back to the kitchen to get the cookies. Caroline groan dropping her head back “Your such a tease” she complains getting up and following you to the kitchen.

Grabbing the cookies out of the oven you place them on the counter before pulling the gloves off. KK walks in and goes straight for the cookies; you slap her hand “No no wait for them to cool now go choose a movie to watch and relax I’ll bring them to you” she smiles at your words and kisses your forehead before running back into the living room.

The both of you lay together on the couch watching Bones and All. Her head lays on your chest arms wrapped around you “You always know how to make me feel better” Caroline’s says lifting her head to look at you.

“I just want you to be happy” you tell her grabbing her cheek with your hand rubbing back and forth. She smiles at you “I know but thank you for everything I’m gonna marry you one day” she says looking into your eyes.

You gasp “Marriage now that’s new” you joke with her not taking her words seriously. Caroline shakes her head “I mean it your the woman I want with me forever I’m gonna make you my wife one day I promise” she tells you her big hand coming to your face caressing your cheek softly.

Blushing you while you look at her you nod your head up and down “I can’t wait to marry you” you whisper pulling her into a kiss.

Crying, screaming, a work of art right here

Can’t Help Myself

Caroline (KK) Harvey x Fem!Reader

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synopsis: nights out are supposed to be fun, but when someone mistakes you for being single, caroline can’t help herself.

a/n: GUYS IM BACK!!!!! also i love you alexandra savior… anyways from this ask, i hope you all enjoy!!

Can’t Help Myself - Alexandra Savior

warnings: alcohol obviously, lots of it, swearing, violence, mentions of blood and such, ummm idk i don’t want to give too much away 😣😣 that’s pretty much it tho, tell me if i missed anything!!

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The last time you went to a bar you were sneaking in with a fake ID.

You were 20, so close to that precious age of 21, a freshman in college and itching for that movie like experience you had grown up seeing. After a friend of a friend hooked you up, you got so drunk you swear you started seeing stars, but those might have just been the checkerboard black and white tiles on the bathroom floor.

Memories of that cold tile on your knees hit you every time you thought about going out and, besides- your major didn’t allow for much partying. A fact your friends and girlfriend all detested- but you refused to get behind on classwork just to end up on the bathroom floor again.

But, here you are. Holding onto your girlfriend, Caroline’s hand as she guides you through the crowds of people and towards the bar. You look around warily- is it just you or is there too many people in this building? Are they seriously not breaking some sort of fire code?

Caroline had asked so nicely- and by that, literally got on her knees and begged you- you were all caught up on school and had no homework, she had just won the NCAA championship and was on a high- plus you had a three day weekend.

Really, there wasn’t any excuse you could use.

Maybe, if you really wanted to, you could have said you were too nervous, and Caroline would have stayed home with you immediately at the first sign of you being anything other than happy. But, you knew she wanted to celebrate with her team. And why wouldn’t she? She worked hard for this, scoring 3 goals during the entire Frozen Four tournament.

Caroline suddenly squeezes your hand before pulling you towards her, arm moving around your waist.

“You good, baby?” She asks, looking around the bar for the collection of red jerseys.

“There’s a lot of people,” you say, hesitantly. You don’t want to lie to her, but you don’t want her to take you home. You know she will. Not yet, at least. “I need a drink.”

She laughs and kisses your cheek, and your stomach twists at the sound of her contagious laugh- you find yourself smiling too. “I’ll get you one, then.”

She immediately makes a detour towards the bar, and you press your hip into the counter while she wraps her arm around you, standing next to you so closely you probably look like one person in your matching Harvey jerseys.

“What’d you want?” She asks, her breath tickling the side of your neck. God, it’s loud in here, too.

You stare at her blankly for a second before shrugging. “I dunno, you’re the one who actually drinks.”

She smiles. “Okay, don’t worry your pretty little head about it.”

The bartender asks what she wants, and you block out what she says- kind of wanting to be surprised. Next thing you know, she’s saying thank you and putting some money on the counter, telling the bartender to keep the change before turning to you, two glasses in her hand.

And, suddenly, despite the uneasy feeling in your stomach and the fact that this place is so bright and so loud, she looks into your eyes and it’s suddenly just the two of you.

“Thank you for doing this for me,” she whispers.

“Of course, baby,” you smile. “You deserve to celebrate. Don’t worry about me, okay? I’ll be fine. I want you to have fun.”

She rolls her eyes. “I’m always gonna worry about you, babe.”

“If I really want to leave, I’ll just grab your hand and squeeze two times.”

“You better not lie to me, though. Are you sure you’re still good?”

You kiss her nose. “All good. Let me have some of that drink now?”

She smiles, and you shouldn’t be surprised by the way she completely bypasses your open hands and lifts the drink to your lips herself, watching intently at the way your lips part around the small black straw, then at the way your cheeks slightly hollow.

It’s… disgusting, really. The drink, at least. Having Caroline look at you like this, pupils wide and bottom lip now drawn between her teeth, is absolutely exhilarating. All you’re doing is taking a sip of her drink and she’s acting like you’re doing the sexiest thing in the world right in front of her.

It’s slightly fruity, and there’s vodka in it, and maybe some soda? It’s disgusting. You don’t know what it is, and you don’t want to know. You continue to force it down, managing to down almost half of the glass before Caroline snaps back into reality, ripping the drink away from you.

“Okay, slow down, please,” she chuckles.

You gag a bit, shaking your head. “That’s disgusting. Ugh, I hated that.”

“I can get you something else?” She asks, frowning. You almost chuckle at how concerned she is. “Or just water?”

“No,” you roll your eyes. “I’m just trying to chug it as fast as I can.” You try to grab the drink from her again, but she holds it back.

“Okay,” she smiles. “You can… do that, I guess. If you really want to, but in a few minutes. Take it easy, yeah, baby?”

“Okay,” you echo, feeling your stomach twist at the way she’s so knowledgeable in this, the way she’s looking out for you-

“Good girl,” she smiles, kissing your cheek before wrapping her arm tightly around your waist again and leading you through the crowd.

She has to know what she does to you.

You look at her out of the corner of your eye- satisfied smirk on her face- oh. She’s trying to kill you.

Fine, you tell yourself. She’s acting all cool as if she wouldn’t be leaving this bar if you squeezed her hand twice. She’ll do whatever you want, you both know that, but if she’s gonna try to rile you up in the middle of the bar by saying that- well, two can play at that game.

She leads you towards the other side of the bar, where you find a huge booth filled with red jerseys, half-full glasses strewn about the table.

Laila’s phone is propped up against one of those glasses, and she stares intensely at the screen in a way you call tell she’s reading comments on live.

“Laila!” KK calls, loosening your grip on you as the floor opens up a bit.

She smiles when she sees the two of you, beckoning you over. She’s sitting at the end of the circular booth, so you let go of KK to give her a quick hug. Wrapping your arms around her neck, pressing your cheek to hers to say hi to the live.

“Hi, guys!” You smile, watching as a flood of comments come in, all of them saying hi, or complimenting you. “Aw, thanks everyone. You’re all so sweet.”

“Guys,” Laila says, “Do you see this right now?”

She plucks at your red jersey.

“She’s a liar. She does not play for the Wisconsin Badgers! And her last name is not Harvey, either!”

KK suddenly appears next to you, pushing her face into frame.

“One day, though.”

user-1 omg they’re so adorable

user-2 Y/N I CANT BELIEVE YOU STOLE MY GF

user-3 tbh she’s beautiful i cant be mad

user-4 y/n harvey has a ring to it tbh…

user-5 NO DONT GET MARRIED KK COME HOME

user-6 @/user-5 KK THE KIDS MISS YOU

“I’ll believe that when I see a ring,” you tease.

“God, nothing ever pleases you.”

“Can you not?” Laila groans, fake gagging.

user-7 aw poor laila third wheeling

Laila scoots over and you sit down next to her, allowing Caroline to press a kiss to your cheek, saying she’ll be back soon.

user-8 y/n fit check pls??

“Y/N do a fit check!” Laila shouts, not quite aware of her volume level. You take another sip of your drink, gagging yet again.

“Okay. I don’t feel like getting up, though. Um, top is from Caroline Harvey’s closet, bottoms are from, like, Old Navy I think. I dunno, they’re just jeans. And then I’ve had these shoes for years, so…”

Laila turns to you, bored look on her face.

“Y/N, you’re not very good at this.”

“Girl, whatever. I tried.”

user-9 y/n ur so real

user-10 i would die for you y/n

user-11 what method of manifestation did you use?

“My method of manifestation? Listened to Bags by Clairo on repeat, of course.”

user-12 Y/N CLARIO STAN CONFIRMED????

user-13 u are my new fav celebrity.

user-14 what are you guys drinking?!?!??!!?

“What are we drinking?” Laila repeats. “Um, I don’t know if we can say this. Take a wild guess, though.”

“I don’t even know what this is,” you laugh, picking up your glass and swirling it around, listening to the ice clink. “Caroline ordered it for me.”

You take a deep breath- moving out of the screen- abandoning the straw and placing your lips right on the rim, downing the rest of the glass.

user-15 GOD THEYRE SO ADORABLE

user-16 i’m still in mourning…

user-17 the day they hard launched a part of me died

user-18 IF Y’ALL DONT SHUT UP YOU NEVER HAD A CHANCE ANYWAYS

user-19 @/user-18 EXACTLY if i see ANYONE bullying my queen y/n i will attack

“Aw, thank you guys,” you coo. “I’m so sorry that I took your girlfriend, really.”

user-20 GOOD

user-21 YOU SHOULD BE.

user-22 pls tell kk to pay child support

“Okay, so, guys, you didn’t hear this from me but unfortunately KK is actually in debt from all of the child support payments, so you might want to find some other income.”

Laila, who had zoned out reading the comments next to you, laughs so hard she has to take herself out of frame.

“No, because KK actually is so broke right now.” She says, coming back into frame, her eyes so wide she looks like a crazy person.

user-23 y/n pls take laila home 😭

user-24 laila ily pls stop drinking

Laila gasps, dropping her jaw in shock.

“I’m literally not even that… D-R-U-N-K!”

“Laila,” you say, biting your lip to keep from laughing. “Maybe it’s time to let the live go.”

“Yeah, I wanna dance. Okay, bye, guys. Sorry for tripping out. I love you all, see you guys soon.”

You blow a few kissy faces at the screen. “Love you guys!”

The live ends and Laila immediately perks up, looking towards the dance floor. “Okay, move!” She says, trying to push you out of the booth. You scramble away, chuckling at how disoriented she is.

“Sure you wanna dance? Your 6’1 self might fall over and kill someone.”

“Shut up, Y/N.”

Dancing does sound nice. You need to let go a bit, and where better to do it then in the middle of a bunch of people so drunk they won’t remember this tomorrow?

Laila grabs your hand, despite the fact she just told you to shut up, and starts to drag you into the crowd of dancing people. The music seems louder, now.

“Y/N!”

Someone grabs your other hand, pulling you and Laila to a stop. KK stands there, concern on her face and her drink back in her hand.

“Where are you going?” She asks.

“To dance,” you roll your eyes. Maybe you’re kind of a lightweight, but you already feel a little tipsy. That might be a placebo effect, though. This place just feels so freeing, with all the pretty lights and the music that you swear is getting louder by the second.

You grab her drink, taking another big sip.

Her eyes widen and Laila groans, tugging on you.

“I wanna danceeee.”

KK looks between you, drunk Laila, and the crowded dance floor.

“Y/N,” she grimaces. You take another sip.

“I wanna dance, KK. Don’t be a… freakin’ party pooper.”

She blinks at you. “Oh, my God, you are such a lightweight.”

“Okay, can you relax? Overprotective? Your precious girlfriend will be fine,” Laila smiles, flexing her bicep.

“See?!” You smile, gesturing animatedly to Laila before taking another sip.

She grabs her drink back from you. “All done with that.”

“Aw,” you pout.

Caroline sighs, looking again at the dance floor like it’s some entity that’s gonna hurt you.

“Baby,” you start, wrapping your free arm around her neck and drawing her in close to you, burying your face into the side of her neck.

“Y/N.”

You kiss her neck, tongue darting out to swipe across her sweet skin. “Please let me dance, Caroline.”

There’s a breathy lilt to your voice you both know she can’t resist. This is how you win every argument, just bury your face in her neck and ask pretty please.

“Shit, Y/N,” she says, her voice strained. “Don’t do that.”

“Do what?” you ask, kissing her neck again.

She puts her free hand on the back of your head, smoothing down your hair for one second, savoring the moment before she pulls you away.

“Can I go dance?” You ask, barely licking your lips- but she sees it.

She sighs and rubs the back of her neck.

You both know she can’t resist you, not right now. Especially not when you’re wearing her last name and you’re kissing her neck.

“Be safe.”

“Bye! Love you!” you shout, tugging on Laila. She drops the hand that was covering her eyes and smiles.

“Thank God that’s over.”

You turn to look back at Caroline, and she’s staring after you like you’re the most precious thing in the world. You’ve never thought that Caroline’s overprotective nature was too much. You’ve never shied away from it. How could you hide away from something that feels so perfect? So good? So right?

Belonging to her is the most fulfilling thing you’ve ever known- you can’t help yourself from loving every crazy part of her.

And, besides, she deserves to spend time with her friends. She deserves to celebrate her win in whatever way she wants. You’re kind of surprised that she didn’t follow you out onto the dance floor, but you’re happy about that. She needs her friends and you need yours.

The music gets so loud you swear your eardrums are about to burst.

It’s the best thing you’ve ever felt.

—-

After dancing with Laila for so long your legs feel like they’re about to fall off, they start playing a slightly slower, more sexual song. Couples quickly form on the dance floor- whether it be actual couples or just random people deciding to dance together.

Laila hits your shoulder, and subtlety points to a man wearing the ugliest neon yellow jacket. Maybe it’s not so bad on its own, but paired with an equally neon orange shirt underneath, he looks kind of like a traffic cone.

You laugh, but this new song has changed the vibe, and suddenly you wish your girlfriend was dancing with you.

“I want Caroline,” you say to yourself, spinning around, trying to find where the red jerseys are- quickly getting dizzy. Definitely a little drunk.

“Who would have guessed,” Laila deadpans, and you swat her shoulder while she laughs.

You suddenly feel eyes on you, but Laila is searching the crowd. You look around, suddenly locking eyes with a man dressed in black dress pants and a blue shirt- the top buttons open.

The first thing you notice about him is how startlingly pale he is. You actually kind of get the shivers- he’s deathly skinny, with a goatee he cannot pull off- and he kinda makes you feel uneasy.

Besides for his somewhat startling appearance, he licks his lips as he looks at you like you’re a piece of meat.

“Ugh,” you say, cringing, unable to hide the disgust on your face. You feel kinda bad when his face falls- maybe he’s just drunk like you. Yet, here you are, criticizing his appearance and gagging at him. You shoot him an awkward smile, and his eyes trail up your body- okay. So much for giving him the benefit of the doubt, whatever. “Help,” you whisper to Laila, somewhat jokingly, grabbing her hand.

“Huh?” She asks, grabbing back and looking around.

“Really pale weird guy staring at me like he wants to fuck me.”

“Oh, Jesus Christ, Y/N. That’s fuckin’ disgusting, don’t tell me that.”

“Sorry!” You laugh, watching her eyes widen as she seems to finally spot him.

“Oh, wow… he’s so handsome! When my eyes are closed.”

You laugh and quickly slap your hand over your mouth, turning to her to keep from him seeing you.

“He’s still staring, though,” she frowns. “Okay, this dude is actually so creepy- I’m done dancing, you too?”

You suddenly remember how much you miss Caroline.

“Yeah, all done. Miss my girlfriend.”

“Y’all are so clingy, God… anyways, where did we come from?”

“Um, there, I think.” You start leading her through the crowd, immediately forgetting about the man, thinking only about your beautiful girlfriend and how excited you are to see her again. Forgetting the fact that’s only been about 20 minutes.

Suddenly, a flash of blue appears in front of you and you’re slamming into someone.

“Oh, sorry!” You apologize, steadying yourself by grabbing onto Laila. “You okay?”

You’re met with a pale face and a goatee.

Your eyes widen but you manage to bite your tongue, Laila squeezing your hand so tightly it might snap off.

“All good, pretty girl. You okay?”

“Fine, thanks!” You manage to bite out, Laila’s resolve slowly falling as she starts laughing a bit, and you try desperately to pull her away.

“Hey,” the guy starts, but you pretend not to hear him and tug Laila past him. You can’t bear to look behind yourself, scolding Laila softly as she starts boisterously laughing.

“Oh, my God- you bumped into him!”

“Laila!”

This entire night has felt perfect so far, and it feels kinda picturesque that a super cliche movie thing happened to you. All you can do is laugh about it.

“What’cha laughing about?” Caroline asks, and you suddenly realize you’ve escaped the dance floor and made it back to her.

“KK!” You smile, wrapping your arms around her neck and pressing a short kiss to her lips. She smiles back at you, looking at you in a way that can only be described as adoringly.

“Okay, bye,” Laila says, jokingly covering her eyes as she walks away to talk with some other teammates.

Caroline rolls her eyes at Laila but wraps her arm loosely around your waist, just keeping you close to her. “You’re having fun, baby.”

“So much, this is great. Why don’t I go out more? Why don’t I drink more? Oh, can I have that?”

Caroline stares down at her drink that you’ve already drunk most of-

“C’mon, sweetheart, I’ll get you another one.”

“Okay!” You smile, feeling on top of the world with her arm around you again. She leads you around the outskirts of the dance floor, and you end up back at the bar- leaning against her while she orders.

You’re standing side by side, and she’s dropped the hand around your waist to pull out cash from her wallet. You miss her touch, so you lean your head against her shoulder, adjusting her jersey that’s started slipping down your shoulder.

“Can I buy a drink for the pretty girl and her friend?”

At first, you don’t even realize someone’s talking to you.

You hear about it in the movies, the creepy guys at bars. You hear the horror stories from your friends and family. And you know it’s real, you know it happens- but you never ever think it could happen to you.

Suddenly, there’s that same pale man right next to you, staring into your eyes with such and intensity you wonder if he has a medical condition or if this is some weird attempt at flirting.

“What?”

Its the only thing you can think to blurt out.

Caroline looks up from her wallet, stuffing it back into her pocket and turning to you, hearing your voice but confused as to what you’re talking about.

“Can I buy you a drink?” The guy repeats in a hopeful tone- but the way he carries himself irks you. He’s self-entitled. It’s not quite confidence, but it’s more so this idea that the entire world should bow at his feet. And, unfortunately, that includes you.

“Excuse me?” Caroline asks, quickly wrapping her arm around your shoulder and pulling you even closer. “Thanks, but she doesn’t want anything from you.”

“Really?” He asks, smiling in that same self-entitled way. “C’mon, honey. You’re gorgeous, I’m gorgeous, let me buy you a drink and take you home.”

You feel utterly frozen. Is this actually happening? Are there cameras somewhere?

“Uhhhh…” you say, looking between him and Caroline- the two of them currently engaged in a deadly staring competition.

“Sorry, let me rephrase. My girlfriend doesn’t want anything from you.”

“Caroline,” you mutter, hearing an edge to her voice that’s turning from protective and wary to something a little more… violent. “Let’s just go, babe.”

“Yeah, let’s just go,” she echoes. She turns around with you still under her arm, positioning herself between you and the other guy.

He scoffs as you both turn around- completely offended and shocked at the idea that you don’t want him.

Maybe Caroline glaring at him sets him off. Maybe he just doesn’t know when to quit.

“C’mon, baby- you know you want it. Stop being a little bitch.”

Your mouth parts slightly- and you almost want to laugh- him? Calling you a bitch?

You can feel Caroline’s entire body tense against you.

“Caroline-” you start, knowing her protective nature is going to get to her. You’ve seen it a thousand times on the ice when a girl on the other team gets too close to her goalie, or roughs up another Badger- Caroline fights on the ice.

God, you’ve even confessed to her how sexy you think it is when she suddenly shoulder checks some girl, or slams her stick into someone’s chest.

She whips around, her arm out in front of you, while the arm that was previously around your shoulder whips around and slams into his face.

You let out a yelp at the sheer speed of it all- one second you were walking away, and now Caroline is shaking out her hand as the man doubles over, clutching his jaw.

“You stupid fucking bitch!” He shouts, a crowd quickly forming.

Thankfully, she ignores that comment.

“Listen to me. You don’t touch my girl, you don’t look at her, you don’t think about her- or I swear to God you will not be able to fuckin’ talk.”

She turns back around, her jaw clenched, and you gape at her- mouth opening and closing like a fish, you feel so stupid- but you don’t even know what to say. Do you scold her? Do you kiss her? Because you kinda want to do both right now.

Your mind is literal mush. Not only was that the hottest thing you’ve ever seen in your entire life- but also terrifying. Thankfully, you don’t have to do anything, because Laila and a few other Badgers break through the crowd, grabbing KK and dragging her back towards the exit.

Laila softly taps you, and you tear your eyes away from the fuming man still clutching his cheek- mouth still stupidly dropped open.

“You good?” Laila asks, softly putting her hand on your shoulder.

“Good,” you breathe. “Oh, my God- I can’t believe that just happened.” Laila leads you out of the bar, following behind KK who is getting… forcefully escorted out by her teammates.

The whispers and the staring stops when you exit the bar and into the fresh air. It’s nice out here, still warm but there’s a cool breeze running through. The bar was stuffy and hot, and you didn’t even realize you were holding your breath until the fresh air is right in your face.

“Okay.” Britta Curl, Wisconsin’s captain sighs heavily, rubbing her temples. “What the fuck happened.”

It’s not quite a question.

KK’s teammates let her go, and her jaw is clenched, fists also clenched at her sides. She’s like a tight little ball of anger right now, about to explode.

She’s obviously not going to answer, so Britta turns to you. Her frustration softens a bit, and you’re sure you look a little shaken up- you can’t stop thinking: what if Caroline wasn’t there?

What if he got his hands on you? What if he had stepped closer?

“You okay, Y/N?”

“Yes,” you breathe. All of the team knows you well, and most of them are truly your friends. Despite the fact it’s become a running joke to refer to you as “KK Harvey’s Girlfriend” you know they all do care about you. “I’m fine, thank you.”

“Shit, Y/N,” KK breathes, running her hand through her hair. It’s nothing like earlier tonight when she said those words, when you were kissing your neck.

God, if you could go back to that.

She takes a few deep breaths. “Shit. I’m sorry, Y/N. I… I just couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t let him say that shit. Call you that, fuck.”

You can practically see the memories flash behind her eyes, and she’s getting herself all worked up again.

“Harvey,” Britta cautions, putting her hand on her shoulder. “Take some breaths.”

“Okay, hold on,” Laila starts. “Was that who I think it was? Pale guy from the dance floor?”

“Yeah,” you affirm, and Laila rolls her eyes.

“What a creep.”

“Wait, who?” KK asks, suddenly completely still, staring at Laila in a way that reminds you of a predator about to attack. She’s still got that rage in her veins, and she’s chasing the high, the retribution.

“There was this guy on the dance floor, he was staring at Y/N in this, like, sexual assault-y way, super creepy-”

“A what way?”

Her voice is calm. But you know her, you know her voice- you can hear the pure rage behind it. That deadliness, all of that precision and strength from hockey honed to one target.

“Okay,” Laila says, sticking her palms out in a calming manner. “Not the best choice of words. Deep breaths, KK.”

“No, like what? He was staring at my girlfriend like what?”

“Caroline.”

You walk towards her, placing your hands on her chest.

“Caroline, sweetheart, I love you… but you have to calm down, okay? He was just a fucking weirdo at a bar. And you punched him, remember? He’s not going to talk to another girl, let alone me, for a long time.”

You force her to meet her eyes, and she stares at you for a few seconds- her face slowly starting to soften.

“Sorry,” she mumbles after a moment.

“Why do we even try?” One of her teammates whispers. You resist the urge to smile.

“Why don’t we go home, K?”

She looks over your shoulder at the door to the bar.

“Yeah.”

“Thank God,” Laila mutters. “This was about to become a bloodbath. Everyone say ‘thank you, Y/N.’”

A few of her teammates laugh, and even KK cracks a small smile as they all repeat the sentiment.

Britta turns to KK, glaring at her still somewhat disapprovingly.

“I’m sorry,” KK mutters again.

Britta sighs. “I… probably would have punched him too if I was there. I can’t blame you.”

“Exactly, like? What was I supposed to do? He called my girl a bitch and I was supposed to just walk away? Nah. No way.”

“Overprotective!” Laila chimes in with a sing-song voice, and all of you laugh.

Finally, you all manage to bid your goodbyes, Laila saying she’ll hitch a ride back from someone else- “I don’t want to hear what’s about to go on in that bedroom. Keep the biohazards to a minimum, though.”

Caroline opens the car door for you, moving around to the other side and quickly climbing in. She puts her hand on the inside of your thigh, not starting the car yet, and making no move to.

She hesitates for a moment.

“Did I scare you?” She finally asks, turning to you with such vulnerability etched into her face it fixes any part of your heart that had ever hurt.

You smile softly, because you love this girl and you can’t believe she cares about you this much.

“No, baby.” You put your hand on her face and she leans towards you. “I was scared… because I kept thinking about what would have happened if you weren’t there.”

“I’m never letting you out of my sight at a bar again. Or ever, actually. Would you be down to tattoo Property of Caroline Harvey on your chest?”

“Caroline.”

“I love you.” You smile, the joking scold dying on your tongue. “I love you so much. And I can’t believe you’re all mine.”

You fake gasp. “I cant believe you’re all mine. Caroline Harvey, Olympian, star-athlete, heartthrob of women’s hockey-”

She shuts you up with a kiss. You’re both smiling into it, your thumbs rubbing her check, her hand squeezing your thigh and her other hand coming up to lightly hold the base of your neck.

When you finally have to pull away for that stupid thing called breathing, you grab her hand and squeeze twice. She quirks her brow at you before realization washes over her face.

“Well, when my beautiful girl says it’s time to go, it’s time to go.”

She doesn’t move her hand from your thigh the entire drive. And despite Caroline being a little hot headed and a little overprotective, it’s just her way of showing you she loves you- you can’t think of it any other way.

There’s no one else in the world who would succumb to whatever you want just because you kissed their neck, no one else who you would feel confident completely placing your trust in, no one else who can love you the way she loves you.

And if tonight is any indication- she loves you to the point of violence. Which is kind of alarming, but mostly sweet.

—-

seeing the new picture of laila on the usahockey instagram UGHHH i love my wife

My wife****** but yeah she #14 looking too good get off the field and get in my bed 🙏

꣑୧ summary: While training at UA you get partnered with the one and only Katsuki Bakugo the boy whose bullied you since the day you came to UA. What happens when he accidentally hurts you durning training and his real feelings for you come out?

Katsuki Bakugo x Fem

Todays training was harder for you because instead of training with your usual partner, Mina you were stuck with Katsuki Bakugo. Everyone in class had to spar with their partner until one either wins or gives up, and there’s no way in hell Bakugo was going to give up so here you two were the last people still sparing since neither of you have won or gived up.

His fist comes crashing down on your cheek “Come on quit playing defense ya damn extra, wasting my time” he snaps at you moving back to make another explosion.

Right before it can hit you, you’re sliding away and kicking his legs out right from under him causing him to fall down. Neither of you have noticed the class watching the two of you spar so when you kicked Bakugo down everyone was shocked and talking about it only adding onto his anger.

He yells before running up to you and letting explosions out of both his hands and aiming them at you. Before you could move one of them hit you smack in the ribs causing you to fly back into the nearest wall. You back hits the wall the would going blurry as you start to fade out of consciousness.

The last thing you hear before it all goes back is your teacher yelling at Bakugo and Mina telling you it’s all going to okay as she helps pick you up with Kirishima.

The boy who caused this watches as they carried you down to the infirmary his red eyes not leaving your frame till your out of sight. He groans one of his hands coming to run through his head pushing it back. He didn’t mean to hurt you at all, in fact the whole time you were sparing he wasn’t going full out because he was so scared to hurt you.

Even though since he met you at the UA exams he’s been bulling you and constantly belittling you like he does to Izuku. But with you it was different he never went so far to ever put his hands on you. He just didn’t know what to do with you, he never felt like this for anyone before. When his heart would start beating faster when you came around the way his palms would get sweaty and his brain all foggy. He didn’t know what this feeling was but he blamed you for it so at every chance he got his either yelling at you or one of your friends when they’re around.

This all led to him sitting in infirmary waiting for Recovery Girl to finish healing you. From what he could hear you hid your head against the walls and had some broken ribs. The guilt kept growing and growing the longer he had to wait.

He couldn’t stop thinking about you the way you never backed down from a fight and how your hair somehow was always shiny. The way your face lights up when you see something that makes you happy the way-

Before he could finish his thoughts, Recovery Girl walks towards him “Bakugo a surprise seeing you here, if your waiting for your classmate L/N she’s asleep she will be awake soon you can wait with her if you would like” the small older woman says she before walking away to help another person.

He nods not muttering a word to her before walking towards your bed he pulls a chair over and sits next to you. His hand twitches to touch you but he holds back both his palms holding onto the arm rests of the chair to stop himself.

The first thing you feel when coming back to consciousness is something soft under you. Groaning a bit you slowly open your eyes one hand coming to rub your face as you take in your surroundings. Turning over you see Bakugo staring at you now up from his chair standing next to you with his arms crossed.

He glares at you “So now you finally awake tell me what the hell you’ve been doing to me, NOW” he commands staring down at you.

Confused you try to sit up wincing at the soreness of your body, his eyes flicker down to your waist that Recovery Girl healed earlier. You look at him and mimic his stance “What are you talking about Bakugo? I haven’t done anything to you” you say defensively.

Bakugo shakes his head “STOP LYING EXTRA YOU’VE BEEN MAKING ME ALL FUZZY AND WEIRD HAVING MY HEART BEAT FASTER WHEN YOUR AROUND SO TELL ME NOW WHAT YOU’VE DONE TO ME” he yells at you telling you all he’s been feelings about you.

After hearing his words you freeze staring up at him with wide eyes. Of course Bakugou has no idea what it’s like to have a crush on someone all he’s been focused on his whole life is being the best and not letting anyone stop him.

“Is that really how you feel when you’re around me Bakugo?” You ask the boy slowly pushing your feet down on the floor just sitting on the bed staring up at him.

He nods “Yeah and I don’t know what you did but all I think about is you it’s weird make it stop now ya damn stupid girl” he grunts looking away from you at so let focusing on the wall next to him. His body still faces you as you slowly push yourself up to stand up.

You stand toe to toe with the boy and you look up at him “Can I try something Bakugo?” you ask him quietly scared of his reaction, he turns and looks at you before nodding his head.

One of your hands comes to cup his cheek bringing his head down to you, he slowly closes his eyes and you lean in pushing your lips against his slightly chapped ones. Before he realizes he’s already kissing you back  slightly inexperienced once he realized what he’s down he pushes you back from him and glares at you.

“WHAT THE FUCK, you can’t just kiss me what the hell is wrong with you. That’s weird why are you so wei-“ Bakugo starts to say before getting interrupted by your lips on his again this time you pull away first from the boy.

His mouth is agape like a fish out of water as he stares down at you. Bakugo turns his head away from you once again staring at the all refusing to speak.

You sit down on the bed “I like you too dumbass why else would I have let you get away with all your pointless bullying” you admit to him watching as he starts to pace back and forth.

Bakugo pauses and looks at you “This is what liking someone feels like? I don’t want it I can’t be weak” he growls sitting down in his chair again.

“It’s not being weak Bakugo if you don’t want anything with it’s fine” you shrug your heart dropping to your stomach as you turn your head away from him trying to stop your eyes from tearing up.

His red eyes snap towards you “No I want you around me all the time, away from Denki and everyone else you should be mine and if you make me weak I swear to god I’ll blow your ass up” he growls standing up and sitting next to you on the infirmary bed.

Turning your head towards him a smile playing on your lips “Really you want to be with me?” you ask him your heart slowing falling back into its usually rhythm.

He nods “Yeah whatever your mine so stay away from those damn extras in our class and your gonna train from me after school from now one I can’t have a weak girlfriend” he states before getting up and walking out of the infirmary leaving you shocked.

There was no way Bakugo Katsuki just made you his girlfriend without even asking you. But that didn’t stop the fluttering feeling in your stomach as you think about the kiss you two shared.

What you didn’t see was your best friend Mina watching you from the doorway after Bakugo left, and she may have eavesdropped just a little bit.

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