IT WAS SO SAD OMFG LIKE I KNOWWW

cosmopretty

11 months ago

pretty girls

pairing : azzi fudd x reader

warnings : smut.

notes : azzi 😍💞💓🌸💗💗🪷💖🥰💝💘🌼🌺🌺❣️💞💞💞 thats all.

words : 1898

you and azzi collapse onto the couch in the dorm, exhausted. drunk. annoyed.

tonight was a dud, to say the least. you’ve barely had any time to go out and have fun, like you should as college students, because of basketball and junior year being the absolute worst when it comes to your workload. and then, on the one night you do have off, free of practice for the next couple days and all your homework turned in, both the guys you planned on spending it with turned out to be absolute dicks.

yours had seemed nice enough, in the beginning. he’d been the one ask you out after over a week of staring you down in your shared econ class, take you, azzi, and the football player she’s been talking to out to some club in hartford, and then back to his place after a couple hours of dancing and taking shots. but just as he’d gotten you back to his dorm and out of your clothes, he’d said something so boyishly disgusting, it’d taken real reserve for you to not to slap him before pushing him off of you, re–dressing, collecting your things, and getting the hell out of there.

it’d been pure coincidence that azzi texted asking if you could meet with her as you’d stumbled out of werth tower, phone in one hand and your heels in clutched in the other. you’re not sure what happened with her and her football player— it couldn’t have been good, judging by how her makeup was running. you’d felt bad, and held her hand the whole uber ride back to the dorm, the pad of your thumb caressing the back of her hand.

“want a water?” you ask the girl, tiredly. you’re still very much inebriated and standing could result in a pretty embarrassing fall.

she nods, though, and so you decide to risk it, stumbling into the kitchen and at one point using the wall for support. you grab two bottled waters and pad back into the living room, handing one to azzi and sighing as you sit back down next to her, close. you can feel the heat from her body radiating onto you.

“that fucking sucked,” you gripe, recalling the night, earning a weak, drunken laugh from azzi.

“dudes…” she says, rolling her eyes and taking a sip of her water, eliciting giggles from yourself. a single word is enough to get her point across; men fucking suck.

“ugh, and i’m still wet,” you murmur to yourself, the alcohol in your system removing any filter you’d have otherwise. you and azzi are close, so this is probably the least provocative thing you’ve said to her tonight; you both laugh at the statement. you shift uncomfortably and tug at the end of your dress. you need to get out of this chiffon and take a long, hot shower.

azzi turns to look at you, one of her curls falling out of place. she still looks so pretty, even though her makeup had gotten messy. her big brown eyes and perfect, clear skin and full lips. how could anyone fumble her and live with themselves?

“what?” she giggles at how long you’ve been looking at her.

“nothin’,” you smile back. “you’re just too pretty to be crying over some guy.”

then, azzi leans in and kisses you. she pulls back to assess your reaction, before kissing you again when you don’t look petrified or disgusted. you let her slip her tongue into your mouth this time, and surprise yourself with the little moan that comes with it, eyes fluttering closed. your back naturally arches to push up against her.

you lose track of how long you make out before azzi’s hand finds it way to your knee, resting there gingerly, “can i…?”

“like, finger me?” you ask dumbly, because fingering is definitely a step above kissing. plenty of girls that are straight and just friends kiss each other, even make out. but you and azzi are crossing into the territory of actually having sex.

seeing as you play basketball, the conversation of sexuality has obviously come up before, often. every other morning, actually, as paige feels the need to recount her sexcapades to you all. you hadn’t really thought about yours until you got to uconn, and then decided to quietly give yourself the title of unlabeled, while still just hooking up with guys because that’s all you knew. you didn’t think azzi…

“it doesn’t have to mean anything, if that’s what you’re worried about,” she assures you, her tone surprisingly casual, like she’s trying to convince you to try a new drink at the bar or attempt a shot you haven’t tried before at practice, not breach the basis of your close but purely platonic relationship. “we’re just having fun.”

you consider your position— on the couch, in the dorm, basically out in the open. the other girls had gone out, too, to ted’s, of course. but knowing them, with a schedule this clear, they won’t be home any time soon. and wet is an understatement; you’re practically aching down there, you need to be touched so bad. what could it possibly hurt?

“okay,” you say, finally, a smile slowly spreading over your features. azzi pecks your lips once more before sliding her hand further up your leg.

never having done this before, you’re nervous as you part your thighs, just slightly, still confined by the tight dress, but then her hand is there, warm palms caressing your skin and inching closer and closer towards your core. you gasp when her fingers finally graze the thong you’d put on, feeling a rush of wetness between your folds at the small contact.

“is this still okay?” your friend asks, voice barely above a whisper, and you nod, almost embarrassingly quickly. so she keeps going, experimentally rubbing you through your underwear and you keep gasping, bordering on whimpering with every touch.

“here,” azzi climbs off of the couch and positions herself between your knees, encourages you to push yourself forward by grabbing onto your hips and finally pushing up that dress. when she finally gets you out of your thong, carelessly tossing the garment aside, it’s less like she’s actually trying to get you off and more like curious touching, unknowingly sending you closer and closer to the edge as she spreads your lips open, drags her index finger up from your slit to your clit. “you are really wet,” she muses, pulling her hand away, bringing her thumb and index finger together just to pull them apart and watch as a thin string of your arousal connects them. you blush, suddenly embarrassed, thighs twitching. “it’s okay, just relax for me.”

she smiles up at you so sweetly, and you’re trying to, throwing your head back and closing your eyes and trying to even out your breathing, but then she’s bringing her face toward your cunt, flattening her tongue against you and licking upward, sending shockwaves up your spine, and you can’t help but squirm and whine. “open your legs a little wider, y/n… good girl,” she instructs, and your head practically feels like it’s swimming at the words, unbelievably sexy in her voice.

“a–az,” you want desperately to grasp at her hair, but know how long it took for her to style her curls, so you opt to just fist your hands into the sofa and cry out when she sucks your clit into her mouth.

the way azzi’s using her mouth so well and holding your legs open with a firm grip on your thighs makes you wonder if this is her first time with another girl, too. she doesn’t look grossed out by the taste or confused on how to make you feel good. if anything, when she drags her tongue down from your clit to your entrance, licking into you, she seems all too happy to responsible for the long, drawn out moan it elicits from you, and repeats the motion until you’re practically crying. when you feel your heart start to hammer against your chest, you know you’re not going to last much longer.

azzi removes her mouth from your pussy, but quickly replaces it with a pair of fingers, working over your clit at high speed while she presses wet kisses to your thighs. all it takes is a few more flicks of her wrist to make you cum, thighs trembling and toes curling into the carpet. she doesn’t stop playing with your clit until your moans turn into winces, signaling that you’re being overstimulated.

you feel almost delirious as azzi climbs into your lap, arms looping around your neck. it feels almost natural for you to place your hands on her waist, looking up at her like she hung the moon. “was i good?”

“i can’t feel my legs, i think,” you rasp in response, earning laughter from the girl, before she leans down to kiss you, the taste of your own cum potent on her lips and tongue.

as the kiss intensifies, you just go with the flow, letting your hands slip past the hem of the crop top azzi had worn. you push the fabric up until its bunched up at her chest, glad to find she went braless, and, tentatively, take her breasts into your hands, fondling them gently. azzi chuckles at your obvious nervousness and lack of experience, but her laughter quickly melts into soft moans as you take one into your mouth, sucking firmly— you don’t think you’ve ever heard a prettier sound. you don’t think you’re going to be able to just go without ever hearing that sound again.

releasing her nipple, you let your free hand travel down to the button on azzi’s shorts, popping it open, and pulling down the zipper with haste. despite the constricting denim, your hand still fits into the opening, past the hem of her panties. you figure it can’t be much different than getting yourself off with your own fingers, so you just go by what you’d do if you were on your own, rubbing slow circles into azzi’s clit to work her up before quickening the pace.

she buries her face into your neck, moans muffled as her hold on you tightens— you take that, and how wet she is, as a sign that you’re doing it right, and continue until you feel her physically shaking in your arms. “fuck, y/n, i’m gonna—” she cuts herself off with a high–pitched moan, and you continue to rub her clit through her orgasm until she stops grinding down against your hand. you rub her back, also, feeling that you’re actually kind of good at this. that you could get used to it.

the exhaustion from the night seems to hit you both like a brick, all of a sudden, and you both just sort of slump over in that position, limbs tangled and all.

Welcomed

Kamora Arnold x Fem

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

birds of a feather - n.m

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nika mühl x fem!reader

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nika and her girlfriend are finding a way to make seattle their home with the addition of their first baby

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fluff kitten adoption

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it has been far too long since i've written and this fic feels perfect to come back with. this is completely for my evil twin @lucespeaks who was so so helpful and i love her for ever and this nika fic was far over due. also thank you to my bestie @bueckersstrap for help with the bits of Croatian i have a little plan for the month of june that i will let you guys know about tomorrow

Nika’s decision to uproot both of your lives and enter the WNBA draft was not an easy one. It was one that required hours of thoughtful consideration on the ways it would impact your relationship. You made it clear to her in the beginning that this was always her decision to make. She knew that she had your support regardless of what she decided. It was in the brunette’s nature to consult with the people that she cared about before making any major decisions. You were at the very top of that list. On top of being her “ridiculously sexy” (her words) girlfriend, you were her best friend. She trusted you more than almost anyone else which made you the perfect person to talk this through with. Sure Coach Auriema had more basketball knowledge than anyone else the Croatian knew, but you loved and cared for her in ways that she’d never experienced in her life. She knew that you would help her determine the best possible decision for her no matter the impact that it had on you. That was why she loved you and precisely why she wanted to consider the effect of her decision on you as well as y’all’s relationship.

She ultimately decided that her time at UCONN had come to an end. It felt like it was time to start a new chapter. One that you were both willing to fully embrace. She entered the WNBA draft and ended up getting drafted to the Seattle Storm, a choice that seemed fitting considering the invisible string that connected her to the UCONN and Seattle Storm legend Sue Bird. Unfortunately due to the limited size of the league, it was difficult for talented rookies to secure a roster spot on one of the teams. This made training camp especially stressful for the point guard and her fellow rookies across the league on top of quickly moving to an entirely different city that happened to be across the country. The journey was unfairly more challenging for your beautiful girlfriend as VISA issues prevented her from being eligible to play in the first few games of the season. Needless to say, it hadn’t been an easy few weeks.

You did everything in your power to make Seattle feel like home. You’d spent h0urs online ordering all of the decorations that would make your apartment a warm and welcoming space for your girlfriend to return home to. All of your efforts were appreciated immensely by the point guard who was impossibly far from her own home. Coming to America to play basketball was a huge decision that proved to be one of the best choices she ever made. Sure she missed her family and Croatia more than anything, but she found a way to make the court feel like home with the help of her amazing teammates at UCONN. Leaving her found family was unbelievably hard too, but she’d found a new home with you in her arms. Nothing could go wrong with you by her side. You were home.

The best part about moving to a completely new city was getting to try all of the restaurants. Once the season started, you found yourself alone more often than you would’ve liked which led you to explore the culinary scene. One Tuesday night while Nika was away, you’d found a local taco spot that turned out to be amazing. It just so happened that there was a frozen yogurt shop, a personal favorite of your girlfriend’s, right across the street. You made a mental note to take her back here for a little lunch date when she got home. Taking little dates in the city after Nika was away with her team was a new tradition that you’d come up with to prioritize your relationship.

She returned home exhausted and clingy. She left her bags by the door and immediately crawled into your arms as you sat on the couch. Her curled locks rested against your chest which was clad in her UCONN hoodie. You’d put it on because it smelled just like her. Her face nuzzled into your neck as you slipped your hand under her shirt, running it up and down her back. It didn’t take long for her eyes to flutter closed. It was obvious that she was exhausted and in desperate need of a pick me up.

You decided to give her just that. She had practice that morning, so you took the time to stop by your local florist to pick up a bundle of tulips, a favorite of your girlfriends. You waited for her to come home so that way you could carry out the rest of your plan for the evening.

“I’m home, moja beba” Nika beamed as she shut the door behind her. It was evident that she was tired, yet she still managed to be the perfect girlfriend the moment she walked through the door. You jump up from your cozy position on the couch to meet her in the entryway, quickly wrapping your arms around her.

“I have a surprise for you my love,” you smirk as you meet her gaze. “Go put on something cute for me, yeah?” Nika returns your smirk before heading into your shared room to comply with your request. She comes out in a pair of cargos and a crop top that perfectly fit the chilly Seattle air.

The two of you stroll down the block, hand in hand to the taco shop that you visited earlier in the week. You both enjoyed your meals as you caught up with everything that you missed in your distance. Every moment spent with the Croatian you found yourself falling more and more in love with her. Your hand never left hers. It was almost as if she was trying on you. You were home and she never wanted to grow homesick again. That's what made any distance so hard. Her roots were not here. Not in Seattle. Not even in Connecticut. They were with you.

You both decided to save enough room to get some frozen yogurt across the street. There just so happened to be a pop up adoption event for a local shelter. It was impossible to recapture the brunette’s attention as soon as she set her eyes on an enclosure full of kittens. Before you could do anything, she was crouched down gently petting them. Her smile was the most genuine you’d seen it since making the move. She looked like the girl you’d fallen in love with your sophomore year at UCONN. Her tired eyes were suddenly full of light. An orange kitten clung to her immediately. You quickly realized that you two would be bringing home your first baby today. Nika lifted her out of the crate and held her close to her chest as she walked over to you. The kitten was so small that it was able to fit in one of her hands. She flashed you her best puppy dog eyes which were impossible to refuse. Nika took the loss of her last cat very hard, so this was perfect timing.

“Can we?” Nika whispered softly, her eyes switching between you and the kitten in her arms. All you could do was smile and nod at her. She pressed a quick kiss on your lips before grabbing your wrist with her free hand and dragging you to find one of the shelter employees in order to complete the adoption process. You sat beside her the whole time as her hand rested on the inside of your thigh. After some paperwork and payment, the little one was yours. They provided some basic supplies to last the kitten a while before you both were able to stop by a pet story.

You walked hand in hand with your girlfriend and your new baby back to your apartment. Nika set her down once the door was shut in order to let the kitten roam, but she clung to Nika’s side the entire time, quietly meowing until the Croatian picked her up. Nika insisted that the kitten needed to be bathed much to your own dismay. She reassured you that it would be fine despite the notion that cats hate water.

The entire thing went far more smoothly than you anticipated. Your entire bathroom and girlfriend were indeed soaked as a result of the wiggly kitten. She'd tried to escape more than a few times, but she never attempted to harm either of you. More importantly the room was filled with giggles as you both tried to wash her orange fur. You couldn’t keep your eyes from wandering to the brunette. She was so happy. It was so easy to imagine a life with her. All of the good, bad, and ugly.

Nika pulled the kitten out of the sink and wrapped her in a towel as she walked her into the living room. You two had quickly lost track of time. You realized that it was nearly midnight when you heard the yawn from her and the twinkling stars in the shy just outside the window. Nika sat down on the couch as you quickly joined her, pulling the blanket over you both as you leaned against her chest and turned on the only movie fitting for the occasion, Aristocats. Your girlfriend placed a kiss on your forehead before pulling you in tighter to her.

"She's our first baby, ljubav. Our first born." Nika spoke softly against your head. Nika loved the kitten immediately, but it took you no time to adore the little one as well. This was the start of a very long life with the girl of your dreams.

"Don't worry, moja djevojka. We are going to have many more babies once I put a ring on that finger." She spoke as she pulled your ring finger to her lips giving it a small kiss. You felt a wave of love pour over you. You were completely in love. It was at this moment you knew that you would love her until the day that you died.

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cosmopretty

9 months ago

Bro I was bawling too girl Billy pissed me off at times but I loved him and everyone’s reactions and shit omfg

who was gonna tell me that season 5 episode 12 of all american was pure depression

i didnt stop crying that entire episode hello

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cosmopretty

11 months ago

hey! wsg gang!