Georgia Amoore

I KNEW ABOUT THIS FIC FIRST ME AND ADDIE HAVE BEEN OBSESSED WITH GEORGIA

Take Me To Paris

Georgia Amoore x Fem!Reader

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synopsis: your girlfriend finally takes you on a vacation! …to australia.

a/n: maybe i’ll do a part 2 in which y/n almost dies of spiders and snakes and georgia almost dies of americanness… we’ll see but anyways i hope you all enjoy!!!

Take Me To Paris - Lana Del Rey (Unreleased)

warnings: me desecrating australia, sorry y’all, um swearing, some kissing, mostly fluff, idk if this is normal but i sleep outside sometimes on the trampoline in my backyard so like… this is normal to me lol but idk, lmk if i missed anything!!

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You weren’t exactly scared of flying, more so just constantly aware of every little thing that can go wrong.

You can’t stop bouncing your leg, checking your phone every five seconds to make sure that it is in fact charging, you’ve rechecked your bag for your passport about 20 times, and you’re clutching your boarding pass so hard you’ve kinda crumpled it.

“Let me see your boarding pass.”

You hold out your hand to Georgia, who has been looking at you slightly concerned for the past hour, and she hands over the piece of paper wordlessly.

You scan the piece of paper, ensuring that, again, her name is on it, this is the right flight, and her seat is right next to yours.

You let out a deep breath before passing it back to her.

Everything will be fine. I’m calm. I’m so calm. It’s just a 16 hour flight.

Nevermind. You’re not calm.

“How do you do this?” You finally mutter, your bouncing leg coming to a standstill.

Your girlfriend, who is very annoyingly calm, looks up from her phone.

“Do what?”

“Like, planes. Travel. I just- are you sure it’s 16 hours?”

She smiles. “Yes, babe, I’m sure the flight I’ve taken a million times is 16 hours long.”

You let out a huff, putting your head into your hands. You’re sitting at one of those charging tables near your gate, waiting anxiously for them to finally start boarding, while Georgia stands next to you, completely unbothered.

She tuts and rubs your back. “I promise you’re going to be completely fine, yeah? You’re just psyching yourself out.”

“Okay,” you mumble, taking your head out of your hands to instead stare intently at the gate. You start cracking your knuckles absentmindedly, not even noticing you’re doing so until your girlfriend sets down her phone and grabs your hands.

“Darling, I love you very much so please don’t take this the wrong way.”

You shoot her a warning look.

“You need to calm the fuck down.”

You let go of her hands and scoff, trying to be mad at her, but she’s smiling at you- and her smile really is contagious. You never really believed it before, people having contagious smiles, and maybe you’re just in love with her, but whenever she smiles you follow soon after.

She tucks a stray piece of hair behind your ear, letting her fingers linger as you pointedly look away from her.

She rolls her eyes at your antics, but simply grabs your jaw and forces you to look at her other hand, now sticking her pinky out.

“I pinky promise that everything will be fine.”

“You’re a child.”

“Oh, babe,” she whispers, looking side to side. “Maybe don’t say that so loud.”

“Shut up.”

You try to hide your smile, mouth thinning into a line, but ends of your mouth curl up into a smile as she squeezes your cheeks together.

“Okay, pinky promise. I’ll even take your carry-on for you so you don’t have to worry.”

“Well, you were gonna do that anyways,” you tease.

“Probably,” she shrugs. “Stop. Pinky promise. Now.”

You sigh dramatically but interlock her finger with yours.

“Okay, now, pinky promise you’ll calm the fuck down, yeah?”

“I pinky promise, or whatever.”

She tugs you towards her with the hand still on your jaw, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek- she lingers, for just a second.

“Love you.”

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You recheck your ticket for the same time, confirming this is the right seat.

“You want middle or aisle, babe?”

You had decided to check your bags for this flight, so Georgia is carrying both her backpack and yours, while also holding your hand through the aisles- it’s honestly pretty impressive.

“Would it be weird if I said middle?”

“Nah,” she shrugs, gesturing for you to climb into the middle seat.

You sit down, smiling politely at the man in the window seat, immediately putting up the hand rest in between you and Georgia- ignoring her smile as she sits down next to you. She starts to put your bags under the seats, but you grab yours.

You rifle through it one more time, laying eyes on your passport, your wallet, your phone charger, your book, and every other little thing before feeling calm enough to zip it up and stuff it under the seat in front of you.

“Okay,” you mumble. “I’m ready.”

Georgia gives you that same concerned look she’s been giving you ever since you got to the airport.

“Are you, like, scared of flying or something?”

“No,” you roll your eyes. “Traveling just makes me nervous. And it’s sixteen hours.”

“You’re gonna sleep for most of it,” she dismisses, grabbing your hand and squeezing it.

You let out a sarcastic laugh. “There’s no way I can fall asleep.”

She smiles at you, and you stare right back, completely serious.

“Nah, you’ll fall asleep.”

“Nah,” you echo, “I won’t.”

“C’mere,” she says, wrapping her arm around you so you can rest your head on her shoulder, kind of awkwardly- but her touch and her smell is comforting. You force your eyes shut, taking a deep breath. “There we go, darling,” she mumbles, pressing a kiss to your head, leaving her lips there to breathe you in fire a second. “Much better.”

She settles back into her own seat, putting her Airpods in and taking out her phone.

You open your eyes and stare straight ahead at the blue seat in front of you.

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“I seriously cannot believe you didn’t sleep that entire flight.”

You’re oddly wide awake right now. Maybe it’s just the excitement of finally being off of the airplane, or being in a brand new place- it feels different here. The air feels thicker- more humid?

“Wait, what time is it here?” You ask, seeing nothing but gaping blackness outside the huge windows of the gate.

Georgia looks at her phone, her arm looped tightly with yours as if you’re going to collapse from exhaustion at any moment.

“12:31.”

You frown, feeling slightly disoriented- maybe you should have slept. It’s not like you didn’t try, though. You squeezed your eyes shut for what felt like entire hours, you forced Georgia to run her hands through your hair, you listened to the most calming songs you could think of, and you simply stayed awake.

Georgia fell asleep an hour into the flight, though, and you tried to be angry at her… but eventually gave up and just let her lay practically on top of you. Which was quite a feat in economy class on an airplane, really.

“Where are we going, then?”

Georgia looked at you oddly, again very concerned- you felt kinda guilty for how worried she seems to be over you.

“We got a hotel in Melbourne for tonight, remember? ‘Cause our plane landed at midnight, and it’s an hour and a half drive to Balarat, yeah?”

The memories finally click in your brain.

“Ohhhh, yeah,” you nod. “I remember now.”

Georgia tugs you along, walking faster through the terminal. “Let’s get our bags and let’s get you into a bed. You’re kinda scaring me.”

She looks at you out of the corner of her eye.

“You didn’t sleep at all? Like, not even for a few minutes?”

“No,” you shrug.

She shakes her head. “There’s something wrong with you.”

“Oh, okay,” you hum, tugging your arm away from hers. “You can sleep on the floor tonight.”

She grabs your hand and tugs you right back over to her.

“Yeah, that’ll happen.”

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“Oh, my God, look up, babe.”

“Huh?” You ask, tearing your eyes away from the sidewalk. You had successfully gotten your bags and a taxi to the hotel, and you were now walking along the sidewalk to the huge doors.

“Why are you staring at the ground?”

Your suitcase gets stuck on a crack, and you tug it forward. Maybe it’s because a bed is so close now, but exhaustion is really staring to set in. All you can think about is literally throwing yourself into the bed, dragging Georgia down with you, and collapsing.

“Watching for snakes and spiders.”

“You’re not serious.”

“Um, yes, I am. Australia is dangerous as fuck. Snakes, spiders, dingos, kangaroos, sharks, crocodiles, giant fucking bats? I’m not taking risks.”

“This is fucking Melbourne, not the bush.”

“What’s the bush?”

She stops and looks up at you.

“I need you to tone down the American-ness by, like, 10 please.”

“Okay, sorry,” you huff, smile crawling onto your face, the automatic doors of the hotel sliding open. “Not my fault the only thing I know about Australia is ‘G’day, mate. I’m from down under, yeah? Kangaroos and dingo babies-’”

“I will give you money to shut up.”

“Ooh, how much?”

“Whatever you want, just please, please, for the love of God stop doing that horrible accent,”

“It’s a wonderful accent,” you fake pout.

“It’s like nails on a chalkboard. I’m being so for real.”

“Whatever,” you shrug. “Can we go see kangaroos, by the way? Like I just want to go stare at kangaroos. I want to know that they’re really real, y’know?”

“Jesus Christ- you know what? Sure. We’ll go see kangaroos.”

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“Oh, this place is nice,” you smile, dragging your suitcase into the room and shoving it in the empty space next to the bed.

“Oh no,” Georgia frowns, staring at the bed. “I must have booked it wrong, there’s only one bed.”

“Aw, that sucks.” You sit down, kicking off your shoes and throwing yourself back onto the bed. “Have fun on the floor.”

“Can we just put a pillow between us?” She asks, trying to play along with the joke but already smiling as she lays next to you on her stomach, her own shoes falling to the floor.

“No, sorry. I just feel really uncomfortable sleeping with you, seeing as you… like girls and all, and I just… I don’t support that, sorry. I don’t want to catch it from you.”

“Really?” She smiles, crawling towards you. “You’re sure you don’t like girls? Not even a little bit?”

She hovers over you, hands planted next to your head, and you wrap your arms around her neck.

“I’m so straight I actually don’t even look at girls.”

She presses a quick kiss to your lips.

You gasp but make no move to push her away. “You just assaulted me.”

“You can assault me right back, baby.”

“Disgusting,” you groan, before sliding one of your hands down to her face to push her towards you, kissing her long and slow.

She adjusts herself so her legs are now in between yours, her hand drifting down to grab at your thigh and wrap it around her waist, pulling you even closer to her, until suddenly you’re barely even kissing her, just kind of languidly going through the motions as you eyes drift shut, her comforting weight above you.

“You’re so pretty,” she murmurs, finally pulling away for air but immediately trailing kiss down your cheek and jawline to your neck.

You turn your head to the side, yawning as you do so, letting her hand squeeze your thigh and her kisses turn into the faintest marks-

“Look! There’s a balcony!”

You try to push her away from you and sit up, but she gives you a bored look.

“I’m on top of you right now and you want to go see the balcony?”

“Yeah..? You’ll be fine,” you shrug, managing to maneuver yourself out from under her, running over to the sliding glass door and pressing your face against it.

Melbourne is spread out before you. Well, more so in the distance, you’re kinda just outside of Melbourne. There’s a few bright lights even at this hour, and you can see the faintest glimpse of the balcony-

“Aww, there’s a little couch out there!”

Calling it a couch was probably making someone roll over in their grave. It was just a two person chair made out of wicker, with a thin red cushion on it. It looked uncomfortable.

Your eyes drifted up to the stars.

“C’mon,” you urge Georgia, turning around to find her waiting for you on the bed, laying on her side with her head propped up. You start tugging the blanket off of the bed, ignoring the way she exclaims in mock outrage.

“The fuck are you doin’?”

“I want to sit outside,” you explain, switching tactics and instead grabbing her hand, trying to tug her up- but she packs a lot of muscle in that body, and you can only get her to move a few inches before she braces herself and you’re stuck.

“It’s 1 in the morning?” She says, eyebrows furrowed as she looks out at the balcony.

“Yeah,” you deadpan. “The stars are out.”

She sighs.

“You really want to go out there?”

You tug on her again.

“Yes, Georgia, please come with me. I need someone to protect me from giant bats. Also, what if I see a giant spider, have a heart attack, and die right in front of you?”

She looks into your eyes.

“Please, Georgia.”

“I do like it when you say please like that,” she sighs, corners of her mouth ticking up into a smile. You grin and place a kiss onto the back of her hand.

“Please, please, please, please Georgia, my talented sexy girlfriend, will you please sit outside with me?”

“Fine,” she groans with a smile, letting you tug her up and gather the blanket in your arms. She opens the sliding glass door and gestures you through it, of course not letting you pass by her without smacking your ass.

She goes to the edge of the balcony, leaning against it and looking out down below to the street.

“It’s cold,” she groans.

You’ve already situated yourself in the somewhat uncomfortable chair, blanket spread out over you, a perfect view of the stars in front of you- the only thing missing is your girlfriend.

“That’s why I brought the blanket, duh.”

“Smart-ass,” she teases, and you smile and open up the blanket for her. “Sure you’re comfortable being so close to me? Sharing a blanket?”

“Shut up, Georgia.”

“Yes, ma’am,” she mumbles, mocking you under her breath, but when she finally puts her arms around you any bratty comeback in your head disappears.

Her arm is around your shoulders, your head is leaning against hers, your legs intertwined under the blanket.

“I love you,” you mumble, also letting out a yawn.

She turns her head towards you, that signature big smile taking up her entire face. She presses a kiss so softly to your hairline you think there’s no possible way she could show you she loves you more.

She lets her lips linger. That’s how you know she loves you. She’s always lingering around you- chasing after your hand when you let go, kissing you too hard and immediately going back in for more, hugging you for what could arguably be called too long- she never wants to let go of you.

“Love you too,” she finally replies. One of your arms finds it’s way around her neck, hand playing with the back of her hair, her humming softly in approval. “I wanna spend everyday like this.”

You laugh a little. “Me asleep on my feet, stressed the fuck out, annoying you about Australia in a random hotel in Melbourne?”

“I mean I wanna spend everyday with you. Doing something new everyday. Even if you annoy me about Australia.”

“Aw, mate, you’re so sweet,” you reply with a small smile. She seems to choose to ignore you, and you decide to be nice and drop the accent. “I want to do everything with you. Except, maybe somewhere with less giant flying bats. How about Paris?”

“Giant fucking bats,” she mumbles to herself, blowing out air. “Where the fuck are you getting that- y’know, nevermind. Yeah, let’s go to Paris.”

“Yay,” you mumble, yawning again as you close your eyes, the pretty stars shining behind your eyes.

“Baby,” Georgia starts after a second, very softly, caressing your face to keep you awake. “I’m not sleeping out here.”

You roll your eyes. “Fine,” you mumble, kicking your leg out. “We’d be fine though. But, if the big bad Aussie girl is scared of sleeping outside, that’s fine.”

“Okay,” she says, seemingly offended even as she helps you up, grabs the blanket and keeps you close to her. “I’m not scared, babe. I just want to sleep in an actual bed.”

“Sure,” you hum, throwing yourself onto the bed and feeling Georgia lovingly place the blanket over you before climbing in beside you.

She rests her head on your chest, and everything feels so good and so right you yawn one final time, eyes shutting in a way that you know they’re not opening again.

“Goodnight,” you whisper.

She kisses the bare skin of your chest, letting her lips linger.

“Goodnight, pretty girl.”

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ACTUALLY NIKA IS MY WIFE you can have KK but don’t be selfish and take what’s mine before I steal KK from you

y’all i’m tryna teach my sister and my cousin the uconn team from 23-24 and this is how im helping them learn who is who

(when a pic of the full 24-25 team comes out imma do the same thing)

ignore how jana’s name is above aubrey, idk what happened (hence the arrow)

i need more laila fics pretty please

It’s on the way I have writers block help me out please

No me too

i think my favorite thing ever is size kinks? like? i don’t think anything will ever top that for me

Marvel Masterlist !

I only write x fem reader or fem oc

I will write for other marvel characters if requested so send some requests I’m open to all ideas and such

💋- smut

🧸- fluff

🎀- blurb

🥀- angst

Natasha Romanoff

pretty thing 💋

Wanda Maximoff

Yelena Belova

Kate Bishop

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.

Why is he pissing off piss him off back karma

Hi pookiebutt I feel like we haven’t talked in forever how have u been babes

Heyyyy sorry I just seen this, I been good Hruuuu sorry we haven’t talk in a bit it’s my fault😭

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. 

Can someone explain to me how @mrsarnold is always first on every post I mean it’s like she has a sixth sense help

Love you tho bookie 🫶

No that’s her friend she’s not cheating she told me herself

@cosmopretty I THINK LAILA IS CHEATING CHAT 😔