Anniversary

Can you write something for wifey Nika, like maybe the reader plays for a different team (Could be in the W or college) and they play each other. They also go to dinner after the game and just enjoy each other's company

just a suggestion though

love your page!

Yessss I have an idea for that thank you I will write this soon

I love nika she’s the loml 4 ever

We love little gay fag the tag ate

i deserve my own hastag

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More Than Friends

Nika Mühl x fem smut

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You lay on the couch with Paige, her legs on your lap as she types away on her phone. Pushing her legs off of your body you get up and grab her shoulders “I’m bored what are we doing tonight?” you whine shaking the older girl back and forth. Paige being the great roommate she is stands up to her full height making you have to look up at her which she knows you don’t like to do. She pays your head “We’re going out with the team go get ready now we leave in an hour” she says shrugging as if she didn’t just spring up plans without telling you.

“Dammit Paige why didn’t you tell me earlier?” you ask her annoyed that now you have barley any time to get ready. The tall blonde shrugs her shoulders “I forgot” she says before running to her room before you hit her or something. You groan and go into your room, searching through your closet to find an outfit for tonight. You loved the team dearly and didn’t really care how they saw you, as you were there manger and they see you almost every day.

But then there was Nika, you’ve known her since you came to UConn and you both got close fast. She flirted with you all the time you both were super touchy with one another but neither of you have ever made a move to go further. That didn’t mean you didn’t want to, of course you did but you couldn’t risk Nika rejecting you and it hurting your relationship with the team and of course herself. So you pushed your feelings down and pretended not to care when she flirted with you or cuddled with you.

Ultimately deciding on a short sparky strapless dress, with a pair of black kitten heels you put the outfit on. Looking in the mirror you sit down at your vanity starting to put some makeup on. In the middle of putting your lip gloss on your phone dings. You grab it and see that Nika texted you

Can’t wait to see you tonight 🤭😉

Not knowing what to text the older girl back you just heart the message. Nika and you were only a year apart with her being a senior at UConn and you being a junior. You finish up your makeup and grab your bag you head to Paige’s room, knocking on the door you hear a faint “come in” from the other side before opening the door and hopping on her bed while she looks for a shirt to wear tonight.

Paige ruffles through her drawers mumbling complaints under her breath “I have no clothes at all” she groans before sitting down on the floor. She had a pair of light wash jeans on with her jordan 4s and a sports bra. Running into your room quickly you grab a plain white oversized t shirt that would fit her normally and a silver chain you head back to her room. She looks up at you smiling ass she sees the clothes in your hand “Thanks cupcake” she says before putting it all on.

Squinting your eyes at her you lick your lips “I know your secret” you state sitting on her bed with your legs crossed. Paige stands up and starts brushing her long blonde hair “Yeah and what’s that?” she asks looking at you through the mirror.

“You and Azzi have been hooking up” you state proudly as if it was the smarting thing ever. Paige drops her brush and point her finger in your face “WHAT? HOW DO YOU KNOW? SHUT UP” she states quickly. Laughing at the girl you pick up her brush and hand it to her “I saw her sneak out of here last night in your shirt and put the pieces together. Don’t worry I won’t tell anyone I think it’s cute I knew you guys liked one another” you shrug.

Paige smiles at you and hugs you quickly before going back the mirror “Yeah I guess I’ll tell you more about it tonight but you know what we should talk about” she says looking at you with her brows raised. She kicks your foot with her as you look at her confused “What?” you ask her.

She starts jumping up around singing “Y/N and Nika sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G first comes the-“ you cover her mouth with your hand rolling your eyes “Shut up there nothing going on with me and her” you lie knowing there definitely was. She pushes you “Yeah okay the flirting and her kissing you on the forehead mean nothing yeah okay” she says sarcastically before grabbing your arm pulling you outside of the dorms to meet Ice who was waiting in her car for you both.

Paige hops in the back with Azzi while you secretly smirk at them before getting in the front of the car “Hey Icey” you greet her while Paige talks to Azzi in the back. Ice starts driving down to this bar where the rest of the team already was inside, it was early the night just started around ten pm. Ice parks the car and you both walk into the place hand in hand while Paige and Azzi go there own way.

Waving to all the girls you hug Aubrey “Hey guys” you say looking around your eyes darting to try and find Nika. Your eyes land on her in a pretty white tube top with a skirt at the bar talking to some guy you have never seen before. What you didn’t know was that Nika knew you were watching and that’s why she decided to start flirting with the guy next to her. You furrow your brows frowning for a second before covering it up grabbing a shot from Caroline before downing it quickly. You sit next to Ice talking to the live for a while talking shots out of the cameras view. Nika stayed at the bar talking to the man, bored out of her mind only wanted to be next to you. She tried to get you to confess your feeling or make a move but you didn’t. Aubrey told her to make you jealous and that’s what would you confess.

You look over at Nika just to find her looking at you, she smirks and grabs the guys arm running her fingers up and down his biceps. Staring at her with a knowing look your game your head no at her, two can okay at that game. You might not win basketball games but you can win this petty bullshit with Nika. Standing up you down your forth shot before running to the dance floor and grabbing the hand of the first boy you saw.

Nika was beyond confused she thought you would have stormed up to her and kissed her or told the guy to fuck off. But instead you were dancing with some random dude grinding against him as you look at her. She watched you both for a moment before getting up the second she saw his hand grab your waist.

She rushes up to you and grabs your arm pulling you away from the due while giving him a dirty look. You try and pull your arm from her grip but it was no use, as she pulled you to the nearest bathroom. Nika looks down at you angrily breathing heavily walking back and forth through the one person bathroom. She groans and looks at you her arms slapping against her thighs

“What the fuck? I flirt with you, protect you, cuddle with you, take you out and still you don’t see me. I try so hard and for what for you to flirt with some douche bag you barely know! “Završila sam!” She says all in one breath looking at you, you knew what she said at the end ‘I’m done’ in Croatian, she taught you that before.

You sign and cross your arms “I know but I’m scared Nika” you admit to the girl looking down at your feet. The older girl walks up to you and grabs your face bring you to look up at her “Scared of what?” she asks you whispering.

Shrugging your shoulder “I wanted to tell you but I didn’t wanna get rejected or for something bad to happen to us” you tell the girl.

The international girl looks at you “But you don’t know that it would be bad that isn’t just your decision it’s mine too” she states her accent thick with how much emotion she had for this conversation. Your head nods at her words, your mind running a mile a minute. Instinctively your hand move to lean on top of her shoulders, you look down at her lips quickly before you can mutter another word Nika’s lips slam into yours.

Her strong arms warp around your waist pulling you closer to her, your hands play with the baby hairs on her neck while your tongues fight for dominance. Her’s win and she moves you to back up against the counter, her hands cup your ass before she picks you up to sit on the sink counter. You pull away from the kiss both of your lips swollen. Nika cups your face in her big hands, that almost cover your face completely “We were never friends bebo we were always more than friends” she states looking at you with the big brown eyes of hers that you could stare at forever.

Nodding your head you brush a piece of hair behind her ear, your fingers moving down to trace her face. She looks at you then down at your lips then into your eyes “Let me show you how much I love you” she says softly.

Your head snaps up to look at her shocked “You love me?” you ask awkwardly looking up at her. She scoffs “Of course I do I’ve been falling for you for almost three years now dumbass” she states pushing your head to the side with her fingers. Laughing you shiver her back “My bad I love you to by the way so much I’m sorry I was so scared to admit to you” she smiles at your words before picking you up off the counter than down to the floor.

She grabs your head and leads you out of the bathroom back to your friends. Paige smirks at you knowingly as Nika grips your hand tighter “Guys Y/n don’t feel to good so I’m gonna drive her back we see you guys later okay” she says not waiting for there responses before dragging you to the parking lot where her car was.

You look around at the empty parking lot confused “What are we doing Nika?” you ask her your other hand move to grab your intertwined hands. She smirks at you and unlocks her car door pushing your down onto the chairs in the backseat, she closes the door and climbs on top of you straddling your waist.

“I’m going to show you how much I really care for you moja princeza” Nika says her hands moving up and down your thighs leaving goosebumps. You nod quickly “Please do” you whine your face covered in a blush. Her hands slide up your body to the top of your dress “Can I take this off?” She asks you holding onto the top of your dress. You nod you head and she pulls the dress off of you slowly. Her eyes rank your body, while you lay back only in your panties infront of the girl. Realizing you were almost completely bare you feel self conscious and cover your body with your arms.

Niks hands pull your arms off of your body “Don’t cover yourself your so beautiful I’ve never seen someone as beautiful as you” she says looking up and down your body before settling on your face. You brush through her long brown hair with your hand, she moves her hands to grip your waist while her head moves into your neck, leaving light kissing down your body. She moves down pushing your knees up so she can leave kisses up your thighs before looking up at you while she kisses your pussy over your panties. She licks her lips “Your so wet, this all for me?” She asks as you shake your head sideways.

“Come on don’t tease we’ve been waiting for this for so long” you tell the girl you leg moving on top of her shoulder. The older girl smirks “I know I just want to remember you like this” she says before sliding your panties down your legs and onto the floor next to your dress.

Laying infront of Nika completely naked while she stars at you with a predatory gaze. She moves face down, right above your pussy and blows the cold air making your hips jolt up. Nike holds your hips down with one hand and moves her head to lick a strip up your pussy. Her tongue moves figure eights on your clit as you moan, she goes faster her other hand moving right above your hole.

One of her fingers prods at your hole before sliding in, you moan in response “F-fuck Nika” you moan out as she moves another finger inside of you. Her two fingers pump in and out of you at a relentless pace, you hand moves to hit the car window.

“You’re doing so good for me my princess come on” she praises you her head moving to leave kisses on your thighs. Her teeth bite at your thighs while she curls her fingers inside of you. You head flys back and your eyes squeeze shut “Nika please I’m so close” you moan out.

Nika stops her movements her fingers deep inside of you “No baby eyes on me while I fuck you moja princeza” she says sternly. Her fingers hit your G sport while she keeps them still inside of you, nodding you head you open your eyes and look at her face between your thighs. She winks at you and starts moving her fingers faster, pumping them in and out of you. Her tongue moves to circle your clit again, and your foot push’s down on her back while your other hand pushes her head closer to you.

“Nika Im gonna- gonna cum please” you say moaning the feeling in your stomach about to snap. Nika nods and goes faster squeezing your waist with one hand, she pulls her mouth off of you “Go on baby cum for me” she tells you before curling her fingers once again and licking your clit.

Your legs shake as you orgasm, Nika keeps going fucking you through your orgasm. She pulls her mouth off of you keeping her fingers still inside of you. Her eyes meet yours and she smiles ear to ear “I’ve been waiting to do that for so long” she says before kissing you once more. You smile into the kiss out of breath and she pulls away before slowly moving her fingers out of you, your legs twitches in after shocks.

She moves her fingers into her mouth while making eye contact with you, sucking your juices off of them.

You scrunch your nose looking at her she raises her brows at you and kisses you so she can make you taste yourself. You pull away from the kiss before moving her hair from her face with your hand “Your so gorgeous Nika” you tell her honestly still trying to catch your breath.

The Croatian girl shrugs “I know” she says full of her self as you shove her shoulder laughing. Nika reaches her hand into the trunk of her car grabbing something before handing you one of her sweatshirts. She lifts your arms and slides the sweatshirt onto your body “Good girl you did so good for me my baby” she says smiling helping you sit up.

“Just wait till we get home and Im gonna make you cum till you see stars or something like that” you tease her laying your head on her shoulder before holding her hand, bringing it up to your lips before kissing it a few times and putting it down onto your lap.

Nika nods “Oh yeah I can’t wait for that” she says fixing your hair for you. You play with her fingers for a minute before looking up at her “I don’t want to be friends with you anymore I cant take it any longer” you admit. She nods and brushes the hair from her face with her fingers before holding your chin “I know we are more than friends now anyways so I guess you can be mine” she shuts trying to act nonchalant.

Gasping you hit her shoulder “You guess?” you mimic her rolling your eyes.

Nika laughs “Fine I want you as my girlfriend so is that a yes or no?” she ask pushing her shoulders into yours playfully. You blush and nod your head “Of course I’ll be yours Nika that’s all I’ve wanted” you say before jumping on her waist and kissing her passionately.

Her hands cup your ass as you two make out in the back of her car. Paige walks up to the window and bangs on it scaring the shit out of the both of you. You flinch and Nika pushes you behind her thinking some random person was there before sighing and flipping Paige off. Nika rolls down the window and the blonde leans her arms on it looking at you up and down “I knew it I was right I was right” she says proud of her self.

Nika shoves Paige’s head and gets up from the seat and opens the door. Paige looks at your outfit before gasping “No way you both fucked in the car you freaks” she says laughing her ass off.

Rolling your eyes you stand up in wobbly legs as Nika helps you to the passenger seat opening the door for you and then kissing your cheek. Nika looks at Paige with raises brows “The fuck are you still her for you pervert” she says laughing. Paige raises her hands in surrender and walks backwards away from the both of you before turning in her heel and walking back into the bar.

You smile and Nika when she gets in the drivers seat and she grabs your hand rubbing your knuckles back and forth as she drives you both back to her dorm.

This took me two whole hours can I get a round of applause please and requests

I’m just here to watch babes

Texts with KK Harvey

Anyways I tried idk how yall do the messages things

Should I make More?

There was one like 10 minutes ago I’m so sorry pookie

Laila Edward’s went live I got noticed 5x she said I was sweet and called my by my name and Caroline Harvey answered one of my questions my life is complete

Bae was live and I had to lock in and watch on my friends phone while waiting for my food #lockedin4KKharvey

Me and my bestie are the best writing team out here 🫶

Caught You Girl

Georgia Amoore x Fem!Reader

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synopsis: georgia fiercely defends what is hers

also hi new pfp 😝

a/n: sorry for not posting in 10 years lol… shoutout to my wifey @cosmopretty bc she helped me w this 🫶 also the pictures at the beginning are from her…. tbh this fic would not exist without her everyone say thank you! this is also so bad but it’s ok ❤️

Caught You Boy - Lana Del Rey (Unreleased)

warnings: mentions of sex, lots of swearing, that’s it i think but lmk if i missed anything!!

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@/georgiaamoore my girlfriend is hotter than you and smarter than you and just better tbh (anyways happy 6 months my sweet girl can’t believe we kept it hidden for this long)

y/n.l/n it’s sweet that you think so highly of me but i thought you knew… i’m straight…

georgiaamoore @y/n.l/n bloody hell spare me

kamoreaarnold SOOO WHEN WE GETTING YOUR GIRL ON THE LIVE

y/n.l/n @kamoreaarnold wait i’m important enough to be on a KK ARNOLD LIVE????

kamoreaarnold @y/n.l/n GIRL YES WTF??

user-1 OKAYYYY HARD LAUNCH 😍

user-2 WHO STOLE MY WIFE.

user-3 @/user-2 she’s @y/n.l/n and did you not read the caption? she’s better than you

user-4 let me in there 😫😫

user-5 OMG I’m so happy for y’all 🫶

nika.muhl I feel like a proud mother

You are definitely not famous, despite the ten thousand followers that appeared out of nowhere, but your girlfriend and your friends definitely are.

You’ve been sitting on the floor for a few minutes now, KK Arnold’s phone propped up on the low coffee table in front of you, staring in shock at the rising viewers and the comments that pour in faster than you can read some of them.

Your jaw actually drops a bit when the viewer count hits 300.

You’re not famous. You’re not good in the spotlight. You’re awkward and you stutter over your words, you can’t get it out of your head how many people are watching you and analyzing everything you do.

You’re the new girl. The new person to pick apart.

And even worse, you’re Georgia’s girlfriend. And if the fans didn’t know about her official 6 month post, they can definitely see now that you’re more than friends.

Georgia has her arm wrapped around your shoulders, tucking you into her side- allowing you to feel like you’re hiding away from at least some of the prying eyes as you play with her other hand in her lap.

Her fingers softly work out nonexistent knots at the ends of your hair, and the comforting sound of her and KK’s laughs makes you feel a little bit calmer. You don’t quite forget that all the eyes are there, but they dull.

Another one of the girls here appears over KK’s shoulder, talking to the live, so Georgia turns to you. She presses a kiss to your forehead, keeping her lips there while she whispers softly.

It’s nice not having to worry about keeping your relationship hidden. It’s not like you wanted a secret relationship, it was actually Georgia’s idea. She wanted to make sure you were comfortable and all-in before she introduced you to the world of social media fame.

The one thing that’s not a secret, that’s never really been a secret, is how protective Georgia is.

You joke that it must be something to do with her being Australian, although you don’t really have an idea where that comes from.

She posted a few pictures of you in them, but she never tagged you, and your face was always pretty much hidden- she even posted a picture of the sunset and blocked out your face with her hand, laughing the entire time she did so at how ridiculous it was.

Even though you both knew there was no way she was taking that picture without covering your face.

Georgia didn’t want you to get spooked by how overbearing the fans could be- and she admitted that she selfishly wanted to keep you to herself. But you kinda wanted everyone to know that you were hers and she was yours.

And Georgia was always down for that.

You were trying it. And Georgia was there, at least. And you know you never have to worry about anything when she’s there.

“You okay, princess?”

“I’m fine,” you mumble back, careful not to let your lips move too much so the camera can’t tell what you’re saying.

“Yeah?” She says, squeezing your shoulder, prodding gently.

“I’m good,” you reassure her, smiling. You still feel kinda awkward, and she notices the way you look away from her.

“Are you sure, baby? Because if you’re not comfortable then I’ll end it right now. Or we can just leave altogether. We can grab food, if you’re hungry. Or just go home and sleep.”

“Hey, babe?”

“Yeah?” Her eyes are wide and concerned, her entire focus is poured onto you. Her eyes rake over your body language, her thumb rubs soothing circles into your shoulder, and your hand is caressed softly by hers.

“Stop spiraling.”

She smiles, squinting at you. “Hah. You’re funny.”

“I know I am. Seriously, though, I’m fine. I’ll tell you when I want to leave, okay?”

She’ll drag you away from this live at the first inkling of you wanting to leave. And even if you want to stay, she might drag you away anyways if she’s decided she’s done sharing.

She blinks for a long second.

“Okay, yeah. But seriously, tell me. Even if-”

“Georgia.”

She presses a quick kiss to your cheek, but when that does nothing to lift your unimpressed frown, she kisses your lips.

“Sorry?”

You roll your eyes, looking away from her as she kisses your cheek yet again, this time letting her lips linger. She’s about to say something, you can tell- probably jokingly beg for forgiveness, but you can’t help but notice KK’s side eye in the camera.

“Yes, KK?” You ask with a smile.

She crosses her arms and pouts. “Some of us are single, you know.”

“Awww,” the other girl coos, wrapping her arms around KK’s shoulders. “Is little KK feeling a little lonely? Does little baby need a hug?”

“Man, get off me,” KK says, still with a pout on her face, eyebrows furrowed. She props her elbows onto the coffee table while the rest of you burst into laughter at her antics. “Anyways. Y’all got any questions or anything?”

Georgia’s arm falls down from your shoulders to your waist, her nails lightly scratching your side.

“Who is the new girl?” KK reads off of the screen. “Y’all so rude, damn. This is Y/N, my new best friend and love of my life.”

You laugh, awkwardly waving to the screen.

“Y/N who are you?” KK reads another awkwardly worded comment.

Georgia makes a face and squeezes your waist, silently telling you that you don’t have to answer.

“Who am I? Um… I’m Y/N, I’m twenty-two, I’m in college right now…” You trail off, trying to think of something interesting to say. “My favorite color is pink?”

“Girl why was that a question?” KK laughs.

“I don’t know what to say!” You exclaim, gesturing to the phone. “There’s- oh, my God there’s 856 people on here. Why are you like really famous? Holy shit.”

“Thank you,” KK smiles, twirling a piece of her hair.

Georgia puts her free hand on the side of your face, angling you towards her as she narrows her eyes at the camera.

“She is also my girlfriend. So don’t get any ideas.”

“Girl, I think they can tell,” KK laughs, gesturing to the way you and Georgia are practically glued together.

Georgia shrugs. “I love my girlfriend.”

“We can tell.”

The comments immediately flood in. Some of them are talking about how cute the two of you are, a few of them are obvious jokes about you stealing everyone’s wife, but the one that sticks out to you isn’t anything like that.

wbblvr552022 THAT is georgia amoore’s gf? does she need her eyes checked 😭

You swallow, but thankfully there are so many comments pouring in that no one else seems to catch it.

“When’d you guys meet?” KK reads. “Oh, Q and A time, guys.”

Georgia immediately breaks out into a wide smile, contagious, one that makes you smile too.

She squeezes your waist in excitement before immediately launching into a dramatic retelling of her seeing you with your friends after a game, then her subtle way of inviting you to the next game in the set, then her subtle way of getting your number.

“And… the rest is history.”

KK laughs at the corny phrase, and you can’t help but smile either.

You lean forward to read more comments. “Oh, Georgia- what is your favorite thing about me?”

Georgia immediately presses her mouth into a line.

KK exaggeratedly turns towards the two of you, waiting patiently for an answer. “Don’t be shy, girly. I’m excited to hear this one.”

“I don’t think I should answer,” Georgia says, grimacing slightly. “Feels like a trap.”

“Well, there’s definitely wrong answers.” You pat her cheek with a smile. “C’mon, give it a try.”

“Umm… everything.”

You hum, pretending to think about it. “I’ll accept it.”

“What?” She asks, her eyes wide. “What the fuck is the right answer, then?”

You press your finger to her lips, shushing her. “Don’t worry about it, babe. You’ll get it one day.”

She rolls her eyes, but kisses the pad of your finger pressed against her lips. You can’t help but smile, wondering if the camera picked up that small movement- but you also find yourself not really caring.

wbblvr552022 is it possible to have a favorite thing about y/n? girl is UGLY

user-1 @wbblvr552022 hey this is actually insane!

user-2 @wbblvr552022 wtf is wrong w u?

You frown.

You can’t keep the look off of your face, you can’t help the sudden tightness in your chest and the thoughts facing through your mind.

Why are they so mean? What did you ever do to them? Are they just jealous? Or are they just right?

Do you deserve Georgia?

KK, surprisingly, is the first to notice your frown in the reflection. Her eyes meet yours, and she doesn’t say anything for a second.

She subtlety covers her mouth with her hand.

“You good?”

You’re really thankful that Georgia has suddenly turned away from the two of you to talk over her shoulder with a few girls behind you. You don’t even know their names, you don’t even care.

You smile in response.

You grab Georgia’s free hand, and she automatically tightens her arm around your waist. You tuck yourself into her, breathing in her comforting scent.

She turns back to the camera, barely even noticing the way you’re tucked into her- she’s just happy you’re touching her. You watch her smile at the camera and feel her squeeze your hand.

“Y/N’s sad?” She suddenly asks. She frowns at the screen, and your eyes widen-

user-1 y/n disappearing into georgia over there 😭😭😭

user-2 @/user-1 GOD they’re so cute i cant

user-3 y/n looks kinda sad tho??

user-1 wait you’re right y/n girl what’s wrong

You make a face and do your best to brush it off.

“I’m just tired.” You swear Georgia can hear the lie. “Thank you guys for worrying, though.” You flash the camera a bright smile and a thumbs-up.

wbblvr552022 GIRL put those chompers away 😭

user-1 @wbblvr552022 HELLO???? YALL SEEING THIS?

Georgia is not convinced that you’re okay. You can tell. She’s kinda tense against you, and she keeps looking towards the door like she’s ready to just throw you over her shoulder and leave.

She tries to meet your eyes, but you’re persistent in avoiding her, instead staring at yourself in the camera. You know that as soon as she looks at you, she’ll see it in your eyes. The bit of doubt you can’t hide.

What if they’re just right?

She suddenly squints at the camera, her eyes narrowing as she grabs it- despite KK’s protest- scrolling up as your heart slams in your chest.

“The fuck?”

The pure venom she spits those simple words out with makes KK stop trying to get her phone back.

“Georgia-” You start, squeezing the hand you’re still holding- she lets go of your hand to hold the phone.

“Sorry,” she mutters, her eyes scanning over the comments.

user-1 nice up close view i see

user-2 you got something in your nose queen

wbblvr552022 break up w your ugly ass girlfriend… cause im bored 🎶

“Are you fucking serious right now?”

“Um, hey… G?” KK starts, confused and smiling in a slightly scared way. “What’s goin’ on..?”

user-1 who the fuck is @wbblvr552022 and why have they been literally bullying y/n in the chat…

Your heart is beating so fast right now it’s roaring in your ears. Something inside of you just knows that the only way someone could get this kind of reaction out of Georgia is if they hurt you.

And as much as you hate to admit it, your heart keeps snagging on something in your chest. It does kinda hurt, as much as you want to rise above it.

Georgia hands KK’s phone back to her. She turns to you. Fuck.

“You saw those, didn’t you?”

“Georgia,” you sigh, wrapping your arms around yourself. “It’s just some random person on the internet. Yes, I saw it, but it doesn’t matter what they say, right?”

Your words sound confident and mature, and maybe if your voice could have displayed that too then Georgia would have let it go.

But you’re lying to her- and yourself.

It does fucking bother you, it does make you feel like shit- it makes you want to never go in front of a camera again.

“It’s nothing.”

You finally meet her eyes.

Maybe her being this pissed off should scare you, or concern you- but honestly? The fire in her eyes only ignites a fire inside of you. Deep in your stomach.

“It’s not fucking nothing, the fuck? No, no one gets to treat you like that. No one gets to make you sad.”

You put your hand on her face.

“Babe, it’s really sweet that you want to protect me, but you’re just gonna drag it out and make it worse, yeah? Okay? I appreciate it and I love you, but it’s okay.”

She looks away from you, trying to take a deep breath that sounds more like a pissed-off huff, and your heart is still fucking snagging on something-

“You love me, right?”

You blurt it out before you can even think, all small and insecure, chasing her love and affection that you know you have. At least, you should know you have it. But it’s like something inside of you screaming that you just need to hear it, that she loves you, and you know you’ll regret it forever if you don’t hear her say it right now.

“Fuck this,” Georgia says, practically hissing the words.

She sticks her hand out and KK- who sweetly has been doing her best to not listen to the conversation- gives the phone back.

Georgia props the camera up again, angling it so it’s only on her.

“I’m not fuckin’ playing, okay? I don’t know what the fuck is your problem, but I will literally kill you if you keep saying shit about my girlfriend.” She laughs dryly, but everyone knows there’s nothing funny about the look in her eyes and the conviction in her words. “Don’t talk about her, don’t think about her- don’t worry about my girl, she’s good with me. Worry about yourself when I fucking find you.”

She lets the phone fall back onto the table, crossing her arms, and you can tell that there’s still thoughts racing through her head.

KK slowly grabs the phone.

“Well… y’all heard her. I think it’s time to go, though… so, bye-bye girly-pops!”

She presses a button and closes her phone, and you watch the screen turn to black.

“Well,” you start, looking between Georgia and KK. “That was… something!”

Georgia sighs, itching her nose. “Sorry, baby.”

“Excuse?” KK asks.

Georgia barely cracks a smile. “Sorry, KK.”

“So… uhm… what the fuck happened?”

Georgia gestures towards the phone, huffing. “Someone was talking shit about Y/N. Like, calling her ugly, I- fuck.” She takes a deep breath. “Yeah.”

“Man, really? I’m sorry, Y/N- I would have blocked them if I saw it.”

You smile. “It’s not your fault, K. And it’s not that big of a deal, really. I mean, it sucks, but whatever. I should get used to it, right?”

Georgia laughs. “No. I am never posting you again. I’m never letting you be in a live ever again. They can’t treat you right then they don’t get to see you.”

KK makes a face that forces you to stifle a giggle. “Okay, Ms. Possessive-and-Controlling.”

She smiles. “Is that a bad thing?”

Your cheeks suddenly feel hot, because it’s really not. And you know Georgia is mostly speaking out of anger- she’s not really gonna keep you hidden from the world of social media. She might, for a week or two, but then she’ll probably forget.

“It’s been a lot of fun, KK, but maybe Georgia and I should go home..?”

Suddenly, she has the biggest grin on her face.

—-

Laying with Georgia in your comfy bed, wrapped in comfy blankets, shrouded by darkness with her chest as your pillow is probably where you feel safest. Nothing can reach you here. Social media or physical, you’re completely safe in her arms and the darkness.

“Happy?” You mutter into the darkness, smiling as you think of how mad she was just an hour ago.

“I’m really bloody happy, actually.”

“Very long night of sharing me, huh? Poor baby.”

“I agree,” she yawns. “We shouldn’t ever go out again. We should just stay in this amazing bed.”

“Okay, baby,” you mutter with an eye roll, humoring her.

“Y/N,” she says after a blissful moment. You can hear it in her voice. The concern, the hesitation. “I love you. I love you so much sometimes I’m kinda convinced you put a spell on me. Like, it shouldn’t be possible to love someone this much.”

You smile.

“I’ve caught you in my web,” you tease. “But you walked right into it.”

“Yeah, I did,” she laughs. “But I love you. You shouldn’t have to question that. I’m not doing my job as your girlfriend if you do.”

She kisses your forehead.

“All I want is for you to be happy… right next to me, though.”

You sit up, placing your hands on her chest as you swing one of your legs over her waist.

“I don’t have any plans of leaving. Do you?”

Her hands immediately move to rub up and down you thighs.

“Nope. Also, I change my mind. I want you to be happy on top of me. Or under me, I’m not picky.”

You laugh, leaning down so you can kiss her nose. You hands work out knots in her perpetually tense shoulders.

“Always thinkin’ about sex,” you mutter.

“Always thinkin’ ‘bout you,” she corrects. “And fucking you.”

You’re about to kiss her when she suddenly pulls back.

“You’re sure you’re good?”

You smile at her sweet concern for you.

“Yes, Georgia, I’m good. I mean… I felt kinda shitty for a second. Doubting that I was good enough for you- it’s silly. I know I am. And I’m… trying not to care about what they think.”

She brushes some hair behind your ear, nodding.

“You know I love you, right?” She smiles when she says it, because both of you know she tells you and shows you possibly too much.

“I know you love me,” you smile, your lips ghosting over hers. “I love you, too, my basketball star.” You press a kiss to the corner of her lips- then her chin, and you’re about to kiss her neck-

“As sexy as that is, I still want to show you how much I love you. You doubted I loved you today. We can’t have that happening.”

She sits up, and you sit back on your heels, rolling your eyes. “I know you love me. It was a millisecond, babe-”

Her hands squeeze your waist.

“Why don’t you just shut your pretty mouth and lay on your back?” She kisses your neck, that one special place that only she knows to kiss, the place that she found by loving you and now covets like treasure.

A moan immediately spills out of your mouth.

“I can do that,” you breath, reveling in the way her hands feel as she helps you lay back.

“I know you can, baby,” she smiles. “Be a good girl, now, yeah? Let me love you.”

You’re really fucking glad that you caught this girl.

—-

Better Than Revenge

Clarisse La Rue x Fem!AphroditeCabin!Reader

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sypnosis: more jealous clarisse and this time she gets to be insane about it (I Can See You coded tbh)

a/n: soft clarisse MOVE OVER insane clarisse hiiiiiii ….anyways i hope you all enjoy!!

Better Then Revenge - Taylor Swift

warnings: possessive clarisse pleek i want you i need you, violence, swearing, punching lol, men, allusions to sex and this is just pretty suggestive, tell me if i missed anything!!

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The anniversary of Mr. D being sentenced to a life at Camp Half Blood has become his birthday over the years.

Of course, his children use that as an excuse to throw a rowdy party disguised as a simple bonfire.

Chiron turns a blind eye, as long as everyone swears to not give him any alcohol, and there’s still a modicum of responsibility among the camp population.

It’s one of the highlights of the summer, the heat from the fire, the dark night lit only by Selene, where it feels like you can do anything and get away with it.

It’s your first with Clarisse, and by the way she’s looking at you right now, you’re probably not gonna last more than an hour before you get dragged somewhere to make out. Which is not what you want.

You’re already in your outfit, the jean shorts you know she likes, the low-cut top you know she likes, leaning over in front of the mirror as you do your lipstick.

“Do you have something you want to say?”

Clarisse usually sits with you as you get ready for something, since you shamelessly take longer than her. She always calls you her prettiest girl, then expects you not to live up to it?

She doesn’t rush you. She’s never impatient. She just likes watching you, and it’s fun to put on a show.

She always looks at you, but something about the look in her eyes tonight is especially… feral.

“What’d you mean?” she says, smirking and leaning back on her elbows.

The Aphrodite cabin is a particular swirl of activity, but your little corner is just you and her. She refused to wear anything but her camp t-shirt and a pair of jeans, of course, but she looks good in anything.

“You’re looking at me like you want to pounce.”

“Took you this long to pick up on that?”

You laugh, bending over to grab a jewelry box that lives at the foot of your floor length mirror.

“Baby, let’s just stay back,” she groans.

“This is our first time going together, though. I want to go.”

“And I want to kiss you until we both pass out.”

“Oh, how romantic,” you whisper, holding earrings up to your ear. The dangly pearls look best. Some sort of dangerous thought slithers into your mind, and you turn around to face her with a slow smile.

“Oh, Gods. What?”

“If you can go an entire hour without kissing me…”

She looks up at you like you’ve just called her the worst warrior at camp.

“Then we’ll leave as soon as the hours up, and do whatever you want. But if you can’t, then we get to stay until I say so.”

She smirks. The only thing she loves more than you is competition, a challenge. You watch her eyes light up.

“I can do an hour.”

“Oh, really?”

“I have amazing self-control, actually.”

“Oh, really?” you repeat, drawing out the word.

“Really,” she says, rolling her eyes and mocking you.

She’s sitting on the edge of your bed, leaning back on her palms now, watching you as you step forward.

“Really,” she says again.

But her smile fades as you place your hands on her shoulders, her hands coming to your waist as you place yourself right down on her lap. She lies down and let’s you straddle her, tracing her lips with your pointer finger.

It’s so startlingly silent and tense, she can hear your breath, you can hear hers.

You squeeze her face in your hands. “Well, time to go!” you announce, climbing off of her.

“You’re a demon,” she hisses. “A witch.”

“I’m a daughter of Aphrodite,” you roll your eyes. “I prefer to be called a seductress.”

—-

The party is already buzzing when you get there, night just falling and the fire blazing high.

You wave to a few of your friends, dragging Clarisse by the hand as you lead her to the best group of chairs and benches, not too close and not too far from the fire. All of the camp counselors and the people around your age are there, drinking punch and talking amongst themselves.

You greet your half sister and head counselor of the Aphrodite cabin, Phoebe, with a kiss and a hug.

“You look so pretty, Y/N,” she smiles. “I love the pearls.”

“Thank you,” you gush. You look up to Phoebe more than you would like to admit. One day you hope to take her position, and it wouldn’t hurt to make a good impression now. “You look gorgeous.”

Clarisse’s hand falls from yours and she pushes you forward to the empty seat next to Phoebe.

You look behind you. She gives you a look that says “Are you dumb? Talk to her.”

You’re always so close to Clarisse, but she goes and sits nexts to a few of her siblings on top of a picnic table 5 feet away.

You hum and start talking to Phoebe about a few of the new arrivals about camp- you both agree one of the new boys is a son of Aphrodite, before Phoebe looks past you and cringes.

“One of the other new kids is staring at you.”

You risk a small glance.

There’s nothing special about him. Pale skin, brown hair and brown eyes. He’s not your type, to say the least, especially when you steal a look at Clarisse and find she’s already looking at you-

You stomach flips.

She taps her wrist as if there was a watch there.

“Almost halfway,” she mouths, smiling brightly.

You look pointedly back at Phoebe.

“He’s eh,” you shrug.

“If he doesn’t stop staring at us I’m gonna go insane.”

“Is he really staring?” you ask.

“Yeah. I think he thinks he’s flirting, or something? I don’t know.”

You shrug. He probably knows you’re dating Clarisse, and if he doesn’t, he probably will soon.

She bumps your shoulder.

“Any updates with Clarisse?”

You smile, playing with your fingers.

“No, not really. We’re still happy. Actually, we’re having a contest right now. If she can resist kiss me for an hour, then we’ll leave. But if she can’t, then we get to stay at the party all night.”

“Ooh, that’s evil,” she teases.

“I know, I’m having so much fun.”

You both laugh, and Phoebe opens her mouth just to close it. She fakes dropping something to lean closer to you.

“He’s coming over here.”

“Oh, Gods,” you mutter.

“Hey, ladies,” he says. His voice is deep and scratchy, like he just smoked an entire pack of cigarettes. “How y’all doin’ tonight? Enjoying the party?”

You have to stifle a laugh. Phoebe was one of the cabin leaders who helped organize the party.

“Havin’ fun,” you smile awkwardly. He stares so intensely into your eyes you have to breathe out not to laugh.

“Good, good. Either of you know where the punch station is?”

“Oh, yeah, sure, it’s right by the Apollo cabin,” Phoebe points.

He follows her finger. “Great, thanks.”

He looks at you and winks. “See you around.”

Both you and Phoebe dissolve into a fit of giggles.

—-

You make your way over to Clarisse after a second, sitting down next to her on the table. You hug your knees to your chest from where they sit on the actual bench.

“‘M cold,” you moan, rubbing your knees.

Her siblings, Carrie and Nelson are now distracted by Phoebe’s animated talking, leaving the two of you.

She wraps her arm around your shoulder, letting you lean against her.

“You wore those shorts,” she says.

“For you.”

“Oh, you’re so mean.”

“Before the challenge. And I think you mean ‘thanks for trying to make me happy, Y/N.’”

Clarisse laughs.

“Okay, pretty thing,” she mutters. “That’s what I meant.”

“Right,” you mutter, pushing yourself further against her. It’s better here, closer to the fire, but there’s still this chill in your bones.

“Stop being so close to me,” Clar mutters.

You turn to her.

“What did you just say to me?”

“It’s almost irresistible to kiss you,” she whispers. “I’m not allowed to kiss your forehead, am I?”

You put your face into her warm neck.

“Is that kissing me?” you whisper, your lips brushing her skin.

“Shut up,” she mumbles, pushing you away from her. “You’re not distracting me. I’m not losing this. One hour, then we’re going back to my cabin and staying there for a long time.”

You smile, lifting your face up from her neck to stare in her eyes. She smiles softly back at you.

“Did you see me turn around and bend over to fix my shoes?”

Her eyes blaze.

“Should have guessed that was on purpose. What’d you call yourself? A seductress? I agree.”

You smile, wrapping your arms around yourself, deciding you’ll be nice and give her a few minutes reprieve. Ares kids are always so warm, and even just being pressed slightly against her is nice.

Someone places a jacket over your shoulders. You smile, turning to Clarisse, not remembering if she had a jacket on. Did she bring one for you?

“Clar, I-”

She’s not looking at you at all. She’s staring off towards the fire, holding your hand, and you know she didn’t just give you this jacket.

Harry walks around the table, smiling.

“Looks better on you then it did me,” he says, awkwardly. “You looked cold, so…” he laughs.

Clarisse finally realizes that he’s talking to the two of you, or well, you.

“Huh?” she says, giving him a bored look. Immediately slipping back into her mean girl persona, even though she was just blushing with your face in her neck five seconds ago.

She looks at you at the corner of her eye.

You’re sitting there, frozen with his jacket over your shoulders.

“Uh…” you say, stupidly, because your mind is literally empty. What are you even supposed to do in this situation?

Clarisse grabs at the black jacket.

“She looked cold,” he says.

She finally realizes what happened.

“So, you’re hitting on my girlfriend? Right next to me?”

His smile falls. “Y-your friend, yeah-”

She rips the jacket off of you and throws it at him.

“Girlfriend,” she hisses.

“It’s not my fault,” he says, scrambling to catch his jacket, getting defensive now. He knows he fucked up, his pride is hurt. “You weren’t even touching, and she was, like, shivering-”

She stands up, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt.

“Hey, hey, Clarisse,” her sister Carrie says. “What’s going on?”

Clarisse glares at him. He starts sputtering incoherently.

Carrie raises an eyebrow towards you.

“He gave me his jacket,” you mumble, still feeling a little dazed. “Clar, c’mon, let him go.”

Carrie takes a step back. “Oh, ‘kay. I don’t care if she beats him up then,” she laughs.

“It looked like they were friends!” Harry shouts, pushing Clarisse back.

She punches him in the face.

“Clarisse!” you yell, jumping down from the table. “Don’t you dare!” you grab her arm, she’s fuming, rearing to punch him again.

A crowd has formed around you.

Harry groans and holds his bleeding nose.

“You fucking bitch,” he mutters.

“Clarisse. Clarisse, please, let’s go. Let’s just go.”

“You weren’t even that hot anyway,” he hisses.

“Don’t fucking talk about her!” she yells, jumping forward to punch him again-

“Clarisse!” you shout, not wanting her to get in trouble but you’re a second too late. Her fist flies into his cheek, but he’s prepared this time, so he takes it and counters with his own punch.

Your heart squeezes, but she blocks it, and both of their respective siblings finally jump in to hold them back.

“Oh, Gods,” you mumble, staring at his blood on the ground. At least it’s not hers. “Carrie!” you shout, giving her a pleasing look, and she nods.

“C’mon, Clarisse,” she says. “You’re very strong and tough, stop beating up the twig whose got no chance.”

It takes three of her siblings to corner her against the picnic bench.

“Giving her your fucking jacket, I should kill you!” she shouts, thrashing against her siblings hold. “She’s mine, dumbass, we’re always around each other, did you not notice?!”

“Clarisse- stop!” Carrie grunts, putting everything she has into holding her back.

“Go fuck yourself,” he groans, finally having enough common sense to cup his nose and walk away, the groups of people parting for him.

You stand there, shocked. Phoebe comes next to you.

“Oh, I love this night,” she sighs. You shoot her an unimpressed look.

After he’s gone, her siblings let a fighting Clarisse out of their holds, and she scans the crowd, but Harry really has disappeared. Her eyes find yours immediately.

“Sorry,” she mumbles, marching towards you and immediately pressing her lips against yours.

Pride is her fatal flaw. And when her ego is wounded, especially when it comes to you, she feels an inherent need to try and get it back.

She can’t beat up Harry, but showing everyone you’re hers is what you guessed she would do next.

She grabs you by the neck, the other arm wrapping around your waist, bringing you two closer together. You’re touching everywhere, kissing her is like touching her electric spear, and she finally pulls away slowly.

She can’t say that she loves you, so she just kisses your temple instead, wrapping her arm back around your shoulder.

As much as you hate violence, that was the hottest thing you’ve ever seen.

—-

Clarisse drags you off to her cabin.

“Oh, fuck,” she mumbles, opening the door.

“What?” you whisper, squeezing her hand.

“The contest. We should have stayed-”

You snort. “Who gives a fuck about the contest? I’ve been swayed. Let’s go make out.”

She seems a little shocked, extremely excited, and starts ushering you towards the ladder of the loft.

“Well, who am I to deny you,” she says, holding your ass as you ascend.

“Also, stop punching people.”

“That’s where I deny you.”

You make it to the top, her hands on your waist as she follows you. She’s always touching you, like she’s addicted to you. You pretend, but you’re so in love with her you genuinely think you’re gonna fall over just thinking about her sometimes.

“Clarisse, seriously. You’re gonna get in trouble one day, and-”

She spins you around and throws you back on your bed. You yelp as she climbs on top of you.

“No. Kiss now, lecture later.”

You protest, but she shuts you up by smashing her lips into yours. It’s rough, you did tease her all night, all teeth and the sounds of your roaring heartbeats.

She starts kissing down your neck, your dig your hands into your curls.

“‘She’s mine’?” you say after a second, referencing her anger-haze of a rant.

“Yes,” she says. Softly, but not sheepishly. She says it confident and proud. “You are.”

“I am,” you mutter back, having a feeling she’s gonna leave hickey’s all over you.

You do your best to flip her over, but she’s all muscle and it’s hard, so she ends up grabbing your hips and helping you.

“What?” she gasps, confused at the change of position. Not that she’s complaining, though.

“You did lose the challenge,” you tease.

She doesn’t like to admit she lost.

You hover your lips right above hers.

“Say it.”

Her fingers dig into your hips.

“I lost,” she grits. “You won.”

“I did,” you mumble, lips grazing yours, but you’re getting bored and you want to kiss her just as bad.

And you do, your hands on her face, her fingers starting to slip under your shirt. She mumbles against your lips.

“Fuck, this is so much better than revenge.”

—-

(pls ignore it’s for the acc aesthetics thank you)

(i’m actually the funniest person alive if you couldn’t tell)

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clarisse: oh, so you think i cant take care of my girlfriend? because we’re not close enough? because you think she’s cold? well guess what. now i’m never letting her out of my sight again, fuckfaces

y/n: FUCK YES i mean noooooooo noooooo that’s horrible omggg

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