#genos x yn

[glitchy-squidd]

okay but imagine yn x error but yn is dating geno and he goes missing so yn assumes he's dead. until years later error is destroying their universe only to spot them and kidnap them into the antivoid claiming that he is yn's dead boyfriend.

and of course he is...

[qin-qin16]

Are they protective of you?

cw: Are they like a guard dog that won't leave your side? Or are they more carefree about the dangers around you?

Of course they are like a big guard dog! You have no idea how dangerous the world is out there; obviously, they have to protect you from everything and everyone! When it’s not their arm around your shoulders, pulling your body closer to theirs, then it’s definitely their jacket or hoodie over you, making it clear to anyone that you’re together. And how can you say they don’t need to fight the jerk who touched you? Of course they do! If it’s to protect you, they would do anything (within or outside the law).

Fell, DELTA, CROSS, Killer, Dust, FellSwap Gold

They’re a bit of both. Of course, they’ll defend you if someone tries to pick a fight with you, but they also give you space to handle your own problems. You’re both pretty comfortable with that, and usually, you prefer to stay in your corner peacefully—much better than having someone barking at everyone who tries to get close to you.

COLOR, Fresh, Ink, SWAP, Dream, Geno, Classic

They prefer that you defend them. Every time they get into a fight, they look at you like a wet cat, completely helpless and pleading for your help. You, on the other hand, don’t mind at all standing in front of them, protecting them from whatever is intimidating them (whether it’s an ignorant guy or a giant bug). It’s them who wear your jacket as a form of protection, while your arm is around their hips. Could they be pretending just to see you all brave defending them? You’ll never know~

LUST, Science, Farm, SwapFell

You'll never know how many people they've gotten rid of just because they look at you weird.

NIGHTMARE, Error

[sl8yter]

3005 - Mühl

Don’t drink when you have an inexplicable yearning for your bestfriend.

Nika Muhl x Fem Reader

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You stood underneath the basket in the huskies gym. Lost in a daze as a familiar Croation girl was practicing her form. Her concentration left a mark in between her eyebrows and her lips slightly pursed. You had been thinking about how tough two had first met. Starting off as roommates who would speak maybe every other day to doing everything together. When you first started talking to Nika as a friend instead of a roomie, you had acknowledged the girls very obvious beauty. The way her eyes shined when the sun hit them, how whenever she was frustrated her accent would be more pronounced in every syllable, and how she was incredible person and an even better athlete.

Your fall for her was quick and without warning as you had begun to notice the way your body would involuntarily heat up with the smallest contact. Not to mention whenever she was just a little closer to you your heart would pick up and you could hear the blood flowing within you. Without your noticing Nika had stopped when she had realized your out of touch look.

“Hey are you okay?” Concern laced throughout her words.

“Yea sorry I zoned out.” Your response not convincing her as she started her walk towards you giving you a small smile. As she walked closer to the rim, she took out her ponytail and began to talk

“Are you sure? we can go, I was practically done anyways.”

“Sorry, I’m just not feeling a hundred percent today” Not lying but not being completely honest, the feeling of boredom from just catching Nikas rebounds was starting to get to you. You also just wanted an excuse to retreat to your dorm as it was starting to get late and you had an essay due later in the week.

“It’s okay, plus I know you have that paper due soon. Can we go out after you’re done. I kinda wanna get drunk tonight.” She smiles at you with a large grin at her last few words. Her eyes comparable to a puppies.

“I dont know Niks, I kinda just wanna stay in tonight.” Your response causing her to lock you into a tight hug, she moves you side to side as she began to yell please a million times over. Her grasp unrelenting until another girl clad in a UConn practice jersey walked over.

“Twin can you like stop making out with (yn) in the gym, thanks.” Paige spoke as she peeled Nika off of your body. Your face a slight hue of pink due to the hug and Paiges statement.

“See, look at her, poor girl.” She continues to point out the spread across your cheeks. All Paige ever did was tease you about Nika. She was a very observant girl, a skill acquired from years of basketball, so she was quick to deduce that you had a major crush on Nika. Faster than you were able to in fact.

She had offered to put in good word for you and try to “gas you up” to her. But you had declined in fear of rejection. All her past relationships were with men so why would that change now was your mindset.

“Ughh, she doesnt want to go out tonight, and I wanted her-”

“Youre going out tonight. Were actually all going out tonight. I know you have major FOMO too so boom I win.” Paige quickly cuts Nika off.

“Thats actually so unfair. What time?” You ask rolling your eyes, as you can feel a small smile move its way onto your face.

“9, Nikas driving since she offered, be at my dorm by 8:30.” Paige quickly finishes as her coach, Geno, walked into the gym area. Saying her quick goodbyes as she went to follow him.

“See this is why Paige is my twin, cause she always manages to convince you to go out with me.” Nika says smiling at you as she dragged you both out of the gym.

“Thats unfair Niks you know I cant say no to group events.”

“Well thats your fault you should already know to never say no to me.”

“How toxic of you. I dont know how I manage being roommates with such an evil girl.” You joke as she unlocks her car.

“Please, you love this evil girl. I see the way you look at me.”

You scoff at her reply, internally however, your heart racing in your chest. The last few words were dancing on the line of serious and playful banter.

A sudden laugh from her eases your heart however as you look out the window searching the tree line for seemingly nothing. Missing the look she gives you.

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“WHO WANTS SHOTS?” A drunked Paige shouts right next to your ear as she looks over your shoulder to see a good portion of her teammates. You recoil from the loud shouting, to be honest you don’t even remember arriving.

You look around the bar in search of Nika who had been missing for the better part of the meet. You remember her saying she was going to go the bathroom. In good will you started to make your way towards the bathroom hoping she wasn’t in there dying from what felt like a couple of hundred shots Paige had made the both of you down earlier.

“Yo (yn) wait” The same blonde stops you, gripping your shoulder and harshly turning you around. The alcohol seemed to make her forget her own strength as she quickly patted the area she grasped.

“Drink this, trust me.” She said as she handing you a long shot filled with a clear alcohol.

“What is it?” You pondered familiar with the looks of it, but with Paige you wouldn’t chance it knowing how much she wanted you to confront Nika about your feelings.

“Just trust me, okay? You’ll be more open with her I promise. And if it goes south, then you can take another and you wont even remember how embarrassed you are.” She answered your question with full confidence

Taking turns looking at Paige and the shot, not knowing if it was the alcohol that you had downed earlier finally kicking in or Paiges convincing smile, you had downed the shot quickly recoiling when it had burned.

“Fuck Paige, what is this?” You ask her as your face involuntarily scrunches

“Everybody’s favorite, Everclear” she laughs as she began to push you in the direction of the bathroom. When you had finally reached the door, she had pushed you in, giving you a small smile and thumbs up before locking the door from the inside and quickly retreating. From the outside Paige had found an out of service sign and promptly put it infront of the door before heading back to her teammates table, all while giggling to herself about playing cupid.

From inside the somehow empty bathroom you heard slight hiccups and a sniffle.

“Nika? Is that you?” You ask even though you knew it couldn’t be anyone else.

A few shuffles later from the other side of the large stall, the door opens and reveals a disheveled Nika, who very obviously had too much to drink.

“Take me to yours please” She stumbled out of the stall, collapsing into your arms as she put her full weight on to you. Her body was on fire, you could feel the warmth radiating from off her, it almost felt good if she wasn’t slick with sweat. Her head rested upon your shoulder as you took her back into the big stall, you walking forward as she walked backwards to which she rose her head and looked at you confused.

“I cant right now, Paige made me drink another shot and I can feel it in my legs.” You explained, you would of drove both of you home by now if you didn’t feel a fuzziness erupting from your lower half.

Nika released a big sigh before leaning herself against the wall and sliding down to sit with her head laid back against the wall and her legs fully extended.

“Sit with me” She had demanded without even looking up

“Yea no, that floors dirty.” The alcohol had you speaking without fixing your tone as you came off a little harsh.

“I don’t care I want you to sit with me.” Nika picked her head up as it was heavy to look up at you. The way the light had hit her eyes made them shine in a way that softened you. Without a fuss, you had begun to kneel down to sit next to her without even realizing. Her smile as your back rested against the wall made the grimy floor somewhat bearable.

“You make me feel so full” Nika blurbed out. Her cheeks dusted with a sheen of pink that complimented her tan.

“Mhm, remind me not to let you drink next time we go out.” You replied jokingly, if she had said that comment earlier when you were sober you might’ve exploded on the spot. Luckily the drink had calmed your demeanor and even made you a little braver.

“Actually, you know, like when im with other people. Its different. Empty, you know. Even with people im interested in, they never make me feel the way you do.” The way she stumbled over her words tugged strings in your heart.

“Who like your ex? Obviously Niks, he was kind of an ass”

She chuckles at the thought of her past lover and your obvious distaste for him. Sure he wasn’t that horrible but he only did the bare minimum. And for some reason Nika could never explain unless she was under the influence, whenever he or anybody, would fuck up her first thought was to compare them to you.

“Yea, but everything’s different when it comes to you” She said in a hushed voice, her eyes never moving off of yours. Instinct from basketball or not you relished in her undivided attention. It made you dizzy.

“In what way?” You asked, discreetly shuffling yourself a little closer to her body.

“Fuck everybody but you.” Her response made you smile. Here you were sitting with a drunken Nika who was trying so hard to explain herself to you.

“Fuck em?” You laughed out, her sudden brazen attitude towards the world surprised you. For somebody so level headed like her, she seemed like a teenager trying to find her way.

“Fuck em” She clarified while grabbing your hand. Given, she was usually touchy with you. But it felt different this time. The warmth of her hand had lit a possibility. Taking your chance, you interlocked your fingers with hers, taking your eyes off of her for a moment to fully take in the occasion. The way her hands were mostly soft except for some calluses entranced you. You used your other hand to trace her own. Slowly you felt her slump her head on to your shoulder. Her scent was overwhelming, invading your brain until all you could think of was her and nothing else. Nika was all that mattered.

She looked at you through her eyelashes prompting you to move your head ever so slightly to lock eyes with her.

Maybe it was the alcohol or the way you could smell her perfume but the way she was looking at you in this moment was unmistakable. It was the same look Paige would use to describe you looking at her. But she had slowly sat up, she was close enough that you could feel every little exhale against your face. It was a strange feeling, it felt so weird yet so right. Maybe it was the fear of your friendship breaking that made you turn to look straight ahead. But that feeling was quickly shut down when Nika had softly grabbed the side of your face, with her non dominant hand, making you look at her. Her touch felt like fire against your skin.

“Youre so pretty” Her sudden compliment made you feel even warmer. All her actions made you float. Youre head felt dizzy as you involuntarily looked at her soft plump lips as she spoke once again. Youre throat was dry, opening your mouth to try and talk but she quickly covered your mouth before you could speak.

“I wanna be by your side, but only of you’ll have me” Her confession makes you freeze in your spot, making you quickly sober up. You had started to smell the lingering alcohol that tinged her breath. As much as you would like to accept her confession, she was drunk. You doubted she would remember what she said in the heat of the moment. As your stuck in your thoughts, you feel your head moving down and see her features getting closer.

You stick your hand in between the two of you. Making Nika place her lips against the inside of your hand.

“Youre drunk Niks, let’s talk about this in the morning.” You managed to speak, regretting your actions however as Nika quickly stood up and with glossy eyes she managed to say in a broken voice

“This is so embarrassing, can we just forget I said anything. I don’t wanna lose you as a friend” She looked at you as you followed her up, you grabbed her hands, gently rubbing her knuckles as you assured her

“No, Nika I promise you I want you too. I just cant while you’re drunk. Youre so beautiful and amazing, trust me I want to kiss you so bad, I just cant while you’re drunk. Pretty bad huh, I got an amazing woman trying to kiss me and I refuse” You quickly joke hoping to put her at ease.

She stood there for a second before a small smile appeared with an even smaller tear cascading down her round flushed cheeks.

“Super bad” She replied as she put her arms against your shoulders, leaning her forehead against yours. Swiftly, you pressed a chaste kiss against her cheek before pulling her impossibly closer and hiding your face in her brown hair.

She laughed at your child like behavior but she couldn’t complain since she had longed for a tight hug filled with compassion from you. She didn’t even know she needed it until now. She felt a wave of tiredness wash over her as she whispered in your ear.

“Take me home please. Stay with me tonight”

“Of course”

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You had blinked and suddenly had woken up with a familiar weight on top of you. Nika was acting like koala on your side as one of her legs lay across your belly and her arm across your front assuring her grip on you. Guessing from the fact that you both laid on the still made bed, you had both crashed as soon as you made it to Nika’s dorm.

With careful wiggling, you had managed to shimmy Nikas arm off of you as you decided to get up and try to surprise her with a good start to her day, a full breakfast. When you tried to lift her leg off of your stomach, she quickly parried by instead straddling you giving you a quick drowsy smile before leaning down to hide her face in the crook of your neck.

“Goodmorning” Her muffled voice vibrated against the skin of your neck, inadvertently making you smile.

“Goodmorning” You said while you wrapped your arms around her back, gently tracing shapes along it.

“So?” She asked

“So what”

“So wheres my kiss” She said trying to be brave but failing as you could feel her lips dance their way up your nape and to your jaw. Not even kissing, just grazing, which somehow made it feel even better.

She stopped right before she touched the corner of your lips to give a loving yet cautious look to ask for permission.

“I didn’t even get a chance to brush my teeth and you wanna kiss me. Just tell me how bad you want me Niks”

A soft giggle erupted from her as she smiled widely and slid off of your body and off of the bed. Her warmth quickly leaving you wanting for more.

“Youre right, I’ll show you after you’re done.” She said as she walked away, her body language very obviously taunting you as she left you in the empty bed.

Sitting up, you chased after her to find her with a toothbrush in her mouth and waving a new toothbrush package in the air before throwing it at you.

“Eager are we?” You tease her, she rolls her eyes at your comment before rinsing out her mouth and standing behind you as you applied toothpaste to your own toothbrush.

“Im gonna make coffee. I wanna talk more about last night” She told you before kissing your cheek and walking off.

You watched her leave in the mirror, admiring her back profile before finishing up your small task. As you walked into the open kitchen the smell of coffee beans hit your nose and one hell of a view hit your eyes. Nika was pouring 2 cups of coffee, one for you and one for her. It was something that you had seen before as you and the Croatian have had countless sleepovers but never in this context. It was something that you could definitely get use to seeing more often.

Walking up to the counter, you grabbed both mugs before heading into the living area and setting them on the coffee table in front of her couch. You turned on the TV and put on the news to a lowered volume setting for some background noise. For some odd reason you were nervous. Your heart was beating a little faster than usual. Even though you already knew what she was gonna say, she liked you. Right?

“Listen about last night.” Nika had started off as she walked around the small table to sit adjacent to you. Your legs touching as she slid closer.

“I like you, like really like you.” Her pronounced really made her accent come out stronger than usual. Her face was serious and her hands were clasped as she looked down at her mug filled with a light brown coffee. She was just as nervous as you were which put you at ease.

“I really like you too Niks. I wanna be with you too. Can I ask you something?” Her demeanor was more relaxed now as you were completely honest with her. A smile plastered across her face at the reciprocated feelings.

“Anything” She had answered

“When did you start liking me?” You had wanted to know since last night. The question was tugging at you. You had wanted to know how much time you had wasted being friends when you could have been in each others arms.

“I dont know the exact time I really realized. But I knew when I just couldnt stop thinking of you, day or night. Even in my dreams you would be there. I would compare everybody to you. You were my standard. Eventually I just realized I wanted to be with you.” She says before taking a sip of her hot drink. Her earnest tone made you go crazy. She was confessing her love for you, it wasn’t a dream, it wasn’t a delusion, it was real life and it felt so good.

“Mhm” was all you could reply with. You were afraid that if you did speak an actual word you would end up being too loud out of pure happiness.

“What about you when did you start liking me.” She had asked back. You looked down at the table for your own cup, grabbing it and watching the way the liquid would sway with every little movement.

“One day, a while back near the start of spring, I forget what I was doing but I felt sad. I felt like it should have been the two of us there. I forgot whatever I was doing, but I never forgot the feeling of missing you. I didn’t expect it to hurt so much. Then when I got back to my dorm, you were there waiting for me, already watching a movie and finishing off the last of my snacks. If it were anybody else I probably would of gotten mad, but then you got up and ran to hug me and asked where I had been and at that moment I felt a warmth. Like the kind that you get when you hug somebody you care for but it was multiplied by 100” You hadnt looked at her your entire speech. You set back down the coffee without even taking a sip. You just needed the focus on something else so you could speak your mind freely. Putting your attention back on Nika you noticed a look you had seen before. The same level of concentration she had while on the court except instead of a fierceness it held a soft look. As if she was taking in every feature across your face and engraving it into her soul.

“Can I kiss you?” She had asked, you smiled at her politeness, before nodding. Without a second between she had quickly leaned forward to press her lips against yours. Slowly, you moved your lips against hers. Taking in the softness of her lips and how she tasted like coffee. Not breaking the kiss, she had sat herself onto your lap as her arms wrapped around your neck ensuring you wouldn’t be able to back out this time. Not that you would.

Your hands found her waist. Firm from constant practice and conditioning, you started to grip her sides with your hands while also pulling her forward making sure your chests were flush against each other. Nika let out a soft groan as she opened her mouth, her nose brushing against your cheek as she went to hide her face in your nape, prompting you to kiss against hers. You kissed up and down her neck, her breath had fastened and she started to get louder in your ear. Her sounds made you grip her even harder as you opened your mouth slightly, you started nipping her. Making sure to leave faint purple and red marks across it. Nika had started to slightly grind on your body, erupting a feeling deep within your stomach before a sudden alarm went off on her phone making her quickly turn around to check it.

“Fuck!” She had yelled, extremely frustrated as she had hopped off your lap.

Stunned for a moment at the fact that your guys session had comed to an abrupt end. You stood up asking her what was wrong. Following her into her room as she threw some items from the drawers into her bag.

“I forgot today was Tuesday, im so so so sorry, I have practice today. Geno will kill me if I dont show up on time” She said quickly before heading back out of the room and grabbing her keys off of the kitchen counter.

“Please please please, be here when I get back.”

“So we can..?” You asked, you wanted to joke with her so she could see the irony in the situation, that and the fact she seemed incredibly stressed out over her coach and being late to practice.

“So we can pick up where we left off obviously. You have a weird thing for getting me to say that I want you.” She laughed as she stood in the door way.

“I just love hearing you say it. Sounds good” You smiled at her, admiring the way her hair was slightly frizzy and how pretty she was even with a bare face. If she wasn’t a basketball star she could have easily been a model.

“Okay, ill make sure to tell you just how much I want you when I get back, but you gotta be here babe” She had begun to tease you back, after giving a chuckle at her remark, she stole a quick kiss from you before walking down the dorm buildings hallway.

“I’ll be here, don’t take too long Mühl” You had said down the hallway. She turned around, and suddenly started bolting down the hallway. You didn’t even have a second to react before she kissed you in front of her dorm.

“I don’t know I suddenly feel kinda sick. Im going to text Geno that im going to get the doctor to treat me. Go to the bed. Ill be there in a second.”

Without saying a word, you swiftly turned around and made your way down the dorm and turned into Nikas large room. Sitting on her bed before hearing the door close.

“Yea, im going to see a doctor sorry Coach, yea her name is Dr. (yln). I will, thanks bye.”

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Okay W ending once again. Going to write the 2nd part to this later. Maybe post it in 2-3 days. This was my longest post yet brudda.

Send in some requests pretty please. Im out of ideas and had writers block before pushing this baby out at like 1 AM 🙏.

Also W you if you got the multiple references in this fic.

[aewinty]

Can’t get enough of you

Caitlin Clark x reader

Synopsis: After breaking up with you to focus on her career, Caitlin finds herself in a predicament as she believes she has made the wrong decision. Despite your transfer out of Iowa, she is desperate to get you back.

Warnings: Use of YN, angst, happy endings, not really proud of this one, kinda rushed, not proofread

Word count: 2.7k

Masterlist

Caitlin Clark was an intense player. Whenever she spoke, it was always laced with a specific purpose. Even her posture screamed cold: back rigid, arms crossed, and eyes peered straight ahead. Those who attempted to strike up conversations were often met with short responses without intent to continue.

You were the complete opposite, light, soft, and warm. No one would ever believe that out of all people, Caitlin Clark was drawn to you. At least, they believed that when they only witnessed her “game form”, as she liked to call it.

With you, Caitlin could let loose; she could take time to decompress without feeling the burden of her rapid life. As time passed, you could see Caitlin’s walls slowly come down and she became softer. Her cold demeanor changed to an inviting one once in your presence. It was no surprise when the both of you ultimately got together.

Following the exposure of your relationship, it became Caitlin and YN: YN and Caitlin were called for the press conference, YN and Caitlin were invited to the game, and YN and Caitlin were spotted at a restaurant together. However, with the growing success of women’s basketball, the future of both of you was brought up.

While you appreciated the duo that you and Caitlin formed, it seemed that Caitlin thought differently. Caitlin wanted to make a name for herself. She didn’t want to be “YN and Caitlin” forever; she wanted to just be “Caitlin Clark”, “CC”, anything that showed individualism. With you, Caitlin believed she could never do exactly that.

Eventually, after strained fights and late-night arguing, Caitlin broke up with you, believing you had no place in her future. After your break up, it was awkward, to say the least. The tension was strong in your team and you couldn’t bring yourself to confront Caitlin about it. During these days, the dynamic that your team shared crumpled, influencing the competitions that you played in.

Therefore, you decided to enter the transfer portal, believing that your time at Iowa was done. From there, you piqued the interest of Geno Auriemma of the University of Connecticut. It was a risky decision to transfer right before your senior year in college but you were eager to get a fresh start. Within a month after your breakup, you were out of Iowa and in Connecticut.

At Connecticut, you just clicked with your teammates, joining their lingo quickly. After gruesome months of adapting to your new teammates, you found yourself facing your old Iowa team in the Final Four.

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April 5th, 2024

The air in the locker room was thick with tension and stakes were high for this game. It was already an accomplishment that your team made it to the Final Four despite facing multiple injuries, but that all added to the pressure you felt to win the game. Ever since the news of your transfer was released, the media, instead of following the “YN and Caitlin” agenda, it became “YN or Caitlin”. Recent articles endorsing the latter phrase made you believe you had to prove that you could be someone, without Caitlin.

And finally after a few minutes of silence, your team was called to take the court. You quickly got into your position, wiping your hands on the bottoms of your shoes before kneeling down to meet Caitlin’s level. Not only were you playing against Caitlin, but you were guarding her.

Near the end of the fourth quarter, the score read 69 to 71, Iowa taking the lead with 10 seconds left. The ball bounced against your hand quickly as you read the court. Once seeing an open path, you raced towards the basket, jumping up and pushing the basketball towards the backboard.

As you were in the air, you saw Caitlin from your periphery pushing up and slamming the ball down, causing you to topple down with it. You slid across the floor and rammed into the support structure, having the wind knocked out of you. You tightly closed your eyes before widely opening them, taking seconds to catch your breath. In the background, you heard the buzzer go off, distant cheers being heard. Clutching your head, you looked up to see Caitlin towering over your body. A brief moment passed before she offered her hand towards you.

Your teammate, Paige jogged up to you, pulling you up while asking if you were okay, but all you could do was collapse in her arms. Once you registered what was going on, tears started to run down your face as you clutched Paige’s jersey, desperate to hold onto something before you fell. You were too embarrassed to even turn around to look back at Caitlin. Paige’s strong arms held you up and her hands ran down your back in an attempt to comfort you. After a few moments of pure silence despite the raging cheers and laughter in the background, you and Paige began to walk back to the locker room.

The locker room was silent, but occasionally interrupted with hiccups and sniffles. Unlocking your phone, you received an influx of notifications highlighting the last moments of the recent game. Closing your eyes once again, you shut off your phone, desperately trying to distance yourself from the media.

At the press conference, the mood was dim while you sat next to Paige, the girl feeling a similar mood to you. While reporters droned in the background, you continuously replayed the game in your head, nitpicking details that could be fixed.

“This next question is for YN. How does it feel to play against your old team and do you regret transferring, especially after this recent game?” The reporter questioned.

You aimlessly answered: “I feel disappointed in myself and there were many things that I could’ve executed better or we could’ve executed better as a team. Although we lost to them, I don’t regret transferring to UConn from Iowa.”

The reporter probed for an explanation, “Why not?”.

You sighed, “I guess the team dynamic just felt off in Iowa; it didn't feel like I was one of them.”

The reporter relented, continuing on to his next question: “How does it feel to play against Caitlin Clark, especially after being around her enough to know her game?”.

Your eyes grew distant and you spoke “Caitlin’s a great player. It’s an honor that I was able to play with her and against her. Unfortunately, I was unable to read her sufficiently, this game, but I will look forward to playing her in the future.”.

Your words burned against your throat. You wanted nothing more than to scream how selfish you thought Caitlin was, how brutal she could be, and how she left you standing there like you were nothing to her.

But then again, you wanted to cherish her, to fall into her arms after a bad day, to tell everyone how she was nothing more than a softie inside, and to go back to her each day she wronged you.

The reporter nodded at your response and after a few more questions were directed your way, you were free to go. You and Paige trekked the halls, heading back to the locker room to get changed. When you heard a familiar voice, you knew Paige heard it too by the way she slid her arm around your shoulders, pulling you towards her chest.

While passing by the Iowa team, a few of your old teammates offered you a sympathetic smile which you couldn’t bring yourself to return. Caitlin followed her teammates’ eyes and turned around to catch you, but by that time, you had already turned away and walked further down the hall. Her eyes longed on your figure and she was desperate to at least catch your glance for one last time, but you didn’t turn around. Following her team, she turned back once more to stare at your back before turning to the front to catch up with her friends who were celebrating.

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Without the sport of basketball, there was nothing you could indulge in to get your mind off Caitlin. Before, you were able to distract yourself by practicing for your upcoming game or watching film. You never thought to give yourself time to process your break up.

Caitlin was the first girl you ever had a relationship with. She taught you how to kiss, how to have sex, and how to genuinely love someone. Caitlin was the light of your life and countless times, you told yourself that you could never imagine a world without her. But here you were, lacking the girl who would once call you hers.

Oftentimes, your teammates came to check up on you, to urge you to come out of your room, but they were always met with silence. One night, Paige just stepped into your room and sat next to you on your bed, enjoying the sounds of the night with you. Something about it was so comforting and you found yourself breaking down. You cried for losing the game, for ending your college career without a win, for not having the courage to find support, but you especially cried for still loving Caitlin after all this time. And all Paige did was comb your hair gently and occasionally wipe your eyes from the tears rolling down your face.

After letting your emotions free, you found energy to continue on with your usual team. You wanted to enjoy your last few weeks with your friends before you were off to the draft and wouldn’t see them constantly again. Laughing with your friends, you felt yourself slowly feeling more content.

——

It was a quick transition before you found yourself standing in a hotel in New York, almost a three hour drive from your college teammates. Thankfully, you, Aaliyah, and Nika had Paige and Azzi to support you guys. Although you were sure that Paige would be drafted at least in the top 5 picks, she opted to stay back in Connecticut for her fifth year, claiming that she wasn’t done there.

Nevertheless, you carried on with your declaration to the draft being revealed. Afterwards, it was all a blur, riding to New York, arriving at the academy the draft was being held at, watching Caitlin getting drafted as first pick, and getting drafted as seventh pick yourself.

At the after party, you found yourself sipping champagne and celebrating with your college teammates. Laughter ensued and you felt yourself getting more comfortable, snapping quick pictures with your friends. After a while, you got up, claiming you had to get water.

While pushing through the crowd to grab a water bottle, you felt a figure push up against you. Looking up, you caught Caitlin’s eyes peering down at you.

“Hey”, you offered with a tight-lipped smile, a bit startled at the close proximity between you guys

Caitlin had to physically restrain herself from just grabbing your arm and leading you away after hearing your voice. “Hey.”, she responded.

“Congrats on getting drafted first pick. I've always known that you could make it.” You said while reaching in the fridge, grabbing two water bottles and offering one to Caitlin.

“Yea, you too. Hey listen, can I talk to you for a bit?” Caitlin said almost pensively as she fidgeted with the cap on her water bottle.

“I’m not sure we should talk especially after that last game..” you trailed off, laughing to yourself when you saw blush rising across Caitlin’s face in guilt. “Nah I’m joking yea, we can talk, Caitlin”.

It was almost criminal the way her name rolled effortlessly off your tongue and Caitlin had to take a moment to refocus herself. Gesturing for you to follow her, Caitlin led you to a less crowded area away from pondering eyes.

Caitlin felt her mouth run dry when the both of you shared eye contact. Squirming under your gaze and rubbing her neck bashfully, she started: “When I broke up with you a year ago, I thought I needed to focus on myself and my future, to make a name for myself in the league, you know.. to find success by myself.”

You nod slightly, probing Caitlin to continue.

“But I realized that I was selfish to think that. I thought I knew what I wanted, but the truth is for a while, I haven’t felt myself. The time without you has made me realize how much I rely on you. I thought I could do it on my own, but I can’t do it without you. I miss you; I miss us.” Caitlin let out in a breath while playing with the rings on her fingers.

“Caitlin, it wasn’t fair that you did that. I had a career too, but I believed that we could do it together. Honestly, I’ve been trying to move on from you, but I caught myself still thinking of you. I miss us too, I never stopped loving you.”

Caitlin found the courage to look up at you after your response. “Can we start over? Slower this time?”

You nodded before feeling someone grapple your arm to drag you to play beer pong.

“Wait”, Caitlin paused, grabbing the wrist of your arm. “When can I see you again?”

Turning around again, you said “We play each other May third, I’ll see you there?”.

Caitlin grinned in agreement and dropped your wrist, letting you disappear into the crowd of people. She took a moment to recollect herself and brushed her hair back while blushing to herself at the thought of you.

——

May 3rd, 2024

After the game, you lined up, slapping the opposing team’s player’s hands, some even patting your back in recognition. Once you reached the back of the line where Caitlin was standing, she offered her hand out to you. Instead, you pulled her into a tight hug, still high after the adrenaline of the game. You felt Caitlin’s hands grapple at your back, returning the embrace for at least a minute. Before pulling away, you whispered in her ear that you would meet her outside. Grinning, Caitlin made her way back to her team’s locker room.

While heading back to your own locker room, you felt your phone buzz, indicating you had a new notification. Opening up your phone, you saw:

Paige Bueckers

Paige Bueckers sent an image

THE YN hugging Caitlin Clark? Hello?

KK Arnold

Oop tea��� 👀

YN LN

Erm what business you have being all up in my face like that.. Fan behavior..

Paige Bueckers

Girl bye.. don’t act like you’re all that

YN LN

Don’t play cus I don’t see you in the W..

KK Arnold

Don’t clock her like that

Azzi Fudd

💀💀 what are y’all doing this time.

Azzi Fudd replied to Paige Bueckers

Wait pause we DO have to talk about you hugging Caitlin 🤨🤨

YN LN

:)

Giggling to yourself, you pocketed your phone and headed to the showers. After showering and changing out of your jersey, you slung your bag around and headed outside. There, you found Caitlin waiting for you, also freshly changed into a hoodie.

“Yours?” You asked.

Caitlin grinned and nodded at you, holding out a hand for you to take which you gladly accepted.

—

Caitlin unlocked the door and held it for you while you stepped inside. The lighting in her house was hazy, making a comforting and intimate atmosphere. Caitlin led you to the living room where she plopped on a couch and patted the seat next to her, silently telling you to sit down. She turned on a random movie before throwing the remote to her side and pulling your legs to rest over hers.

Laughing slightly, you laid your head on the back of her couch and attempted to focus on the movie. After a while, it started to bore you so you opted to stare at Caitlin. Feeling your eyes on her, Caitlin turned to look at you and glanced down at your lips.

Licking them for a second, your hand made its way to the back of Caitlin’s neck, pulling her in but hesitating for a moment to question if it was okay. Caitlin responded by meeting your lips with hers. At first, the kiss was soft and hesitant, almost like exploring new territory, before you deepened it.

Pulling away, Caitlin giggled breathlessly, asking “what happened to taking it slowly?”

Toying with the fabric of Caitlin’s shirt, you responded firmly yet sincerely “I just can’t ever get enough of you.”

Grinning, Caitlin pulled you back in, muttering against your lips: “Oh my gosh just kiss me again”.

[lxnarphase]

hi lovely!! hope you’re doing good 🫶 was just wondering if you had any saitama x reader recs (on here or ao3)? ive been rewatching opm and im sobbing at the lack of content 😭 thank youuuuu

no no no LISTENNN I FEEL YOU ON THIS !!!

one of my goals is to create more saitama fanfics because the ones i have read are either very old, incomplete, really short, or sort of low quality!! here's a couple i can recommend !!

fluff options (i can never find ones that. don't use yn or (e/c) :(( ill add more if i can find some!):

an unlikely visitor

you give me something (this gives me comfort and i always go back to it)

smut options:

Quite Sincere (poly with genos)

Good Vibrations (poly with genos)

Looks Good On You

Sunday Morning (short but so sexy)

Ride It Out (ONE OF MY FAVS FOREVER AND EVER !!)

Fangirl

i have a lot of old works though that i can repost, a lot of them are fluff too!! especially married life with saitama bc im a domestic fiend so ill get those posts and spruce em up and post them for u !!!

[disorderly-jester]

a year has passed and I decided to redraw my oc, I still have the same problem with drawing hands, now I doubt that this is even a human skill, in any case, here is the final result (2024)

❤️‍🩹With great love for Genos and the understanding that these are just my dreams🪷

[trafalgarya]

One Punch Man characters with a clingy and affectionate S/O

With : Saitama, Genos, Tatsumaki, Fubuki, Garou.

gn!reader.

(Warning : No one ig.)

Saitama

This man don't understand why are you so clingy.

Therefore, he obviously wouldn't reject your affection.

He love you after all.

One thing he's so confused too is why are you always like this. Like, he could literally be sitting on the floor playing a game with King or talking with Genos and you would have your arms around his neck with a smile on your face.

But the worst is in bed. Why are you hugging him even in bed ?? Like- come on, even here ?!

But he is used to this, so don't expect him to complain.

Afraid to hug you. Why ? Because of his strenght. He's scared that he would break some of your bones or other just by hugging you too tight.

So, if he hug you, it's just wrapping his arms around you or his hands on your waist, but it's not a little tight. That's why he like to have one of his arms around your neck, that's a way to show his affection.

But that don't restrain him to show him how much to love you though. He kiss you a lot on the cheek or the forehead, shared his food with you, love to play games with you, would obviously protect you a lot, and sometimes he even hug you back ! He just love your presence and you.

Genos

(that was hard to find a gif of him ong 💀)

Genos is fascinate by you. At first and that's still the case, he doesn't understanded why you loved him. Did he do something ? Is it his body that hold your attention ? The fact that he was a hero ? Poor little boy is just lost.

But when he realise that he loves you too, it was weird to him. Not in the worst type of weird, but it's just something new to him.

Would ask advice to Saitama. Did he got any answer ? Of course not.

But that's not the subject.

So, i can see him a little bit like Saitama : Confused on why you are so clingy.

But, unlike Saitama, Genos is not afraid to hug you too and show you his affection. You can expect him to smile all times you hug or kiss him.

When both of you are walking, he would hold your hand by telling you how much you have all his heart. He's afraid to lose you, that is his worst nightmare.

Blushy boi. You can't tell me otherwise.

Tatsumaki

As you all know, Tatsumaki is a big tsundere. Literally the definition of a tsundere.

Most of the time, she would complain on your clingy nature. Sometimes, she would even remove your arms if you are hugging her, but that's rare. Usually, she just complain but let you showing your affection.

She act like she's pissed, but she secretly love all this. When she's alone and only when she's alone, she would fangirl on you. She don't like to seems vulnerable, not even in front of you neither in front of her sister.

But, there's one case where she would hug you back : If she's tired or in a bad mood. On these times, expect her to be as clingy as you, if not even more.

"Y/nnnnn ! Hugs time ! HUG ME !"

But expect her to deny this when she is better tho.

A real kid when tired or in a bad mood. Even if she don't show it, she loves you a lot. If you ever break up with her, be sure than she would be even more a tsundere, not even to you only, but to everyone.

And there's time too where she's a bit sweeter then usually. A bit. These times, she don't complain about you being clingy, you would even see her secretly smiling.

Would be proud to claim you hers in front of other people. You're hers and only hers, she owns you and wouldn't accept that you love or even hug someone other than her. She would be jealous as fuck.

Fubuki

A literal sweetheart. Change my mind.

The best cuddle buddy of them five.

Even though she seems cold in front of everyone, especially to the Hero Association, in front of you ? An another story.

An angel. Even softer to you than to her sister.

I love her with all my heart.

Everytime you jump on her to hug her or kiss her, she has a big smile. She gladly hug you or kiss you back, not hesitating to hold you tight.

She often take you by the hips to make you sit on her lap as she show you her affection too.

I can't tell that she's clingy, at least not as clingy as you, but she likes to hug you too.

When you two share a kiss, she usually put her hands on your cheeks as she play with your tongue.

Proud of you and not ashamed to show it, even in public.

Therefore, she's a bit less clingy in public. She has a reputation to hold after all.

But she would still accept your affection and cuddle you. Just not as clingy as when you two are alone.

She often say to you that she loves you so much.

"I'm proud of you, Y/N. You're my treasure."

She's so soft to you that she hates arguments.

So, when you two are in an argument, she tries her best to stay calm.

Hurting you ? Yelling at you ? Next.

Garou

This teasing mf.

Always teasing you about how much you're clingy to him.

But he gladly hug you back too, just like Fubuki.

Kiss king. You want to kiss him ? Just tell him. But don't except to lead the kiss. You can try, of course, but not recommanded.

Would grab your chin as he's spicing the kiss a bit more all seconds.

You want to hug ? No problem.

Would put his hands on your hips to make you sit on his lap. As you're wrapping your arms around his neck, he grab your ass to bring you closer.

Even in public, he would be as teasy as in private.

Make sure to leave you all blushing at all times. What ? You started after all.

sorry, i wasn't too inspired for garou- but basically a teasing mf.

[opmcafe]

incorrect opm ft. y/n

genos: [after taking dating advice from king and saitama] so... do you come here often?

y/n:

y/n: we’re roommates.

[yanderegremlin]

Genos - Yandere

~General Headcanon / thoughts

Warning: Yandere behavior, Dark themes, 18+ contact

Genos would be the most serious yandere you will ever have. He doesn’t really joke around but he may try to joke with you, especially if it makes you more relaxed and happy. Of course, will study you like his life depends on it. He would have at least two books dedicated to you. The first one lists your likes and theories why you like it. The second one is for your dislikes and how to “fix” them.

Genos would be very overprotective of you. He can’t handle the idea of you hurt, let alone dead. If you get hurt by something you are not allowed to go anywhere near it. You can also kiss your cooking privileges goodbye, even if it is only almost cut or burning yourself he doesn’t want to run the risk. Heaven forbid if you get a paper cut, Genos will be on top of you in seconds telling you how dangerous that was and he will tell you that he will be the one reading and writing for you. Don’t even think about breaking any of his rules behind his back or not, he will find out and you will be paying the price in your freedom.

Genos doesn’t want to hurt you, whether that be mental, emotional, or physical pain, he’s a hero after all but with that being said he will isolate and lecture you about his rules and why you have them. Speaking about your physical health, if you have any health issues or problems he will take care of them. He will know everything about it, down to the letter.

Overall Genos just doesn’t want to lose you, as he has with his family. I Imagine that he would be pretty delusional and overprotective with no social skills. You won’t be able to lie to him either, he knows your tells. So that leaves two options, submit to him or kill him. Good luck with figuring that out.

[rainbowrosegames]

This is hilarious

okay but imagine yn x error but yn is dating geno and he goes missing so yn assumes he's dead. until years later error is destroying their universe only to spot them and kidnap them into the antivoid claiming that he is yn's dead boyfriend.

and of course he is...

[qin-qin16]

How do they wipe your tears?

Summary: They fell in love with a crying baby and, like the great lovers they are, they should comfort you... but how do they do it?

note: i was lazy in search for more sanses this time

Cw.: dacryphilia (i guess??)

With their fingers. Their phalanges touch your face so gently that you even question whether they're really wiping away your tears or just caressing your cheeks. Sometimes, they are even a little afraid to bring their fingers too close to your face, fearing they might scratch you with the tips of their claws – but you trust them, especially when it’s to comfort you after a bad day, wiping your face and whispering reassurances on top of your head.

Dream, COLOR, Epic, SWAP, FellSwap Gold, Classic Sans

Your tears are like a delicious plate to them; whenever you cry, it’s with their tongue that they gently wipe away your tears. Your sobs are relentless, disrupting their task of licking your face until only their saliva remains on your skin. They need to hold your head still so you don’t pull away, purring against your face to soothe your troubled soul.

Cross, DUST, Killer, Delta, FELL

They don’t like touches; physical contact is too much for them — too intense. Yet, they can’t stop themselves from wiping your face with the sleeve of their shirt, sushing you as they hum softly. It’s a delicate, intimate gesture, one of the few moments you feel so close to each other. And no matter how much you sob, apologizing for wetting their favorite shirt, they just keep cleaning your face, a small smile dancing on their lips as they keep saying for you to "nothing worry about a silly thing like that".

Geno, REAPER, ERROR, Bluerror

They struggle to know how to wipe away your tears, after all, they were the ones who caused them. They panic, trying to figure out how to approach you without pushing you further away— they can't stand seeing you in such a vulnerable state! Defeated, they simply hand you a tissue for you to wipe your own face while, lost and uncertain, they murmur guilty apologies.

Ink, HORROR, SwapFell

They don’t wipe them away. Not only are they the cause of your tears, but they seem to delight in watching the salty drops stream down your face. It's almost as if your tears turn these sadists on.

NIGHTMARE, Bill Sans

[qin-qin16]

You spent so much time with them that, without even realizing it, you picked up on certain mannerisms. The cheek rubs instead of kisses, the playful nibbles on the neck; the slow blinks you shared, the way you sniffed each other to catch your natural scents.

Before you knew it, you were in sync with their body language, mimicking a short, imperfect purr as they scratched under your chin, cooing at your cute response while allowing you to nibble on their bony finger.

— Can be viewed with any Sans...

[qin-qin16]

cw.: Old dog coded Geno, he is a brat btw, but we love him exactly because of that!

note: Following this headcanon, I decided to post a little more about it! Here it is @vanglaggle

"Your teeth feel kind of smooth," you murmur as your thumb glides over Geno's mouth, lightly brushing against his once-sharp canines.

He doesn't move much — he even seems at ease with your fingers exploring his jaw, poking and sliding over his teeth; or perhaps Geno is just too tired to resist your curiosity and gentle touch.

"I don't think it's a good idea for you to keep chewing on those toy bones— eew!" Your hand quickly pulls back as your fingers are coated in saliva, instantly stained with a faint red.

What was once an empty mouth, merely adorned with teeth, is now brightened by a red tongue — short and plump, yet wide enough to cover your hand in a single lick.

And not satisfied with your reaction alone, Geno wore a lazy smile, his mouth forming a line as that hazy dot in his eye socket remained fixed on you.

Wiping your hand on your shirt, you can’t help but let out a huff at his childish behavior. “You’re unbelievable, you know?” All you get in return is a weak chuckle, and before you can respond, Geno begins to move away — slowly, cautiously, one leg heavy without his cane, dragging lightly across the floor.

The frustration that danced on your tongue quickly turns into a bitter taste of concern.

“Where are you going?” You quickly move yourself beside him, matching his slow steps for support.

Geno, as usual, huffs at your question — as if the reason for his sudden walk were obvious. “I’m going to lie down for a bit before dinner.”

You don’t even try to suppress the genuine laugh that escapes your lips. “I guess I’ll keep you company then!”

“And annoy me while I try to sleep? No, thanks.” You might believe his rude words if it weren’t for the little tail wagging happily at the idea; pleased to know he’ll have your cozy presence beside him, soothing the troubled dreams that haunt his sleep.

“Alright, alright, let’s get to bed, old man— ouch!” Geno bites your cheek, those same teeth you thought were harmless now nipping and tugging gently at your skin.

“Don’t call me old man!” he murmurs, irritated, his annoyance growing as your laughter fills the room.

Even though Geno often acted like an old dog, he still hated being called that — but from you? He could tolerate that annoying nickname if that means you never stop smiling at his weird little habits.

[qin-qin16]

cw.: Geno x Reader, use of day collar, dog coded, slightly dom and sub dynamics, this is not suggestive or a sexual content!

note: The want to be collared won. Posting today so people don’t pup shame me.

His fingers were cold and sharp, lightly grazing your collarbone as they glided over your skin, admiring the new collar around your neck.

"It looks great on you, more than I expected," Geno murmurs softly, seeming to speak more to himself than to you. "Isn't it too tight?" As if seeking reassurance, one of his fingers traces behind the chain around your neck, measuring the tightness with gentle pulls.

"It's comfortable," you reply, softly brushing your fingers over the collar.

The silver chain adorned your skin — neither too thick nor too thin to be considered delicate — featuring a hollow circular centerpiece that resembled the buckle of a collar. Geno tugged at it a few times before pulling his hand back.

“Just as it should be,” he said, his voice smooth and reassuring. His hand glided over your face before resting on your head, offering a slow, gentle caress through your hair. “Good pup.” Your heart raced at the soft praise, especially coming with that rare, sweet smile from Geno.

If only you had some sort of magic in your veins, your pupils might transform into black little hearts at the sight of that proud, satisfied grin, reveling in the blush that crept across your cheeks.

[opmcafe]

one punch man reacting to “babe, i’m at the hospital”

❀ saitama —

❀ genos —

❀ sonic —

❀ garou (scenario one) —

❀ garou (scenario two) —

❀ badd —

❀ flashy flash —

❀ tatsumaki —