#top Emily Engstler

[whowantslovergirl]

Espresso

Emily engstler x famous singer! reader (reader is female with she/her pronouns)

warnings: slight cursing, secret relationship, mother sabrinas new song, emily being whipped wbb masterlist

Summary: Y/n came out with a new song about an unknown lover, Emily wonders who it’s about..

posted: June 6, 2024

Now you’re probably wondering how someone like Y/n L/n a singer who sold out arenas got with someone like Emily Engstler a basketball player who plays in stadiums well let’s tell you.

Y/n always been into women’s sports. She played a little in college but not anything serious. Since the Mystics is her favorite team she tried to go to every game and today there was a game near where she was performing so of course she had to go.

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She’s in the Mystics’ colors, sitting courtside and excited to watch the game. When the players came out specifically one player that she never seen before came out. About 6’1 if she had to guess, clad in tattoos and jaw dropping. She asked her friend who was that.

“Oh I think it’s a new player. Emily something.”

Emily something is something else.

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It’s halftime the Mystics are up by a few points. They’re showing famous stars at the game and Y/n came, started smiling and waving. When Emily saw her. Her jaw actually dropped. If she knew someone like her was watching she would have been dropping three’s like they come easy to her .

“Engstler close your mouth you’re gonna get flies.” One of her teammates joked.

Y/n L/n is something else.

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After the Mystics won Emily never got changed and ready quicker. She saw Y/n about to leave. Ran up to her, introduced herself, made her laugh, and got her number and the rest is history.

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Y/n just got the instrumental version of her new song she’s writing she just needs lyrics and she has no idea what to write about.

When she was listening to it Emily walked in and sat down next to her. “Ooo I like this it sounds like summer.”

Y/n nodded. “Yea I’m trying to go for a song of the summer vibe.”

“Well what’s the song about?”

“I don’t know and even if I did I wouldn’t tell you.” Emily scoffed. “Why not?!”

“Because I like it being a surprise for you.” Emily just looked at her. She looked backed and smiled.

“You’re so annoying bro.” Emily says while laughing.

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Emily and Y/n was cuddling, mindlessly playing with each other’s hair. “You know I think about you all the time.” Y/n perked up. “Really?!”

“Yea every night, sometimes I can’t even sleep.”

“Emily are you serious?!” She was blushing like crazy she’s lucky Emily can’t see her cause it’s dark. “Yea you’re like espresso or something.” Her eyes widened.

She has her lyrics.

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Y/n’s new song ‘Espresso’ came out today and it had the whole world buzzing.

Everyone wonders who the song is about. People are asking left and right.

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The team was practicing and someone had the bright idea to play Espresso to tease Emily. Emily heard the beat and already knew it was your new song.

Now she’s thinking bout me every night oh, isn’t that sweet? I guess so

Emily heard your voice and immediately asked to turn it up.

Say you can’t sleep baby I know that’s that me espresso

Her mind went to that one conversation that you guys had that one night and she started smiling like crazy. Teeth on full display.

When she was listening she had her hand over her mouth the whole time. She always gets shocked from your talent but she never expected a whole song written about her.

Too bad your ex don’t do it for ya

Walked in and dream came trued it for ya

Soft skin and I perfumed it for ya

I know I Mountain Dew it for ya

When she heard that part she realized why you randomly asked her what her favorite drink was.

You were in the kitchen writing the song and you’re trying to figure out what lyric should come next. You’re known for your clever writing style. So when Emily walked you asked her a question.

“Hey what’s your favorite drink?” Emily just turned around with a confused look on her face. “Why?”

“No reason just curious.”

“Um Mountain Dew again why?”

“Again no reason.”

“Ok….”

She’s literally geeking out right now. The attention to detail is incredible.

That’s that me espresso

Holy Schnitzel

The whole team screamed when they heard that line. They all know that that’s Emily’s favorite food. Again the attention to detail.

Oh, she looks so cute wrapped around my finger

She is indeed wrapped around your finger and she loves it.

She is smiling so hard. She is so proud of you and this song is absolutely incredible.

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When she came home she saw you on the couch and jumped on you. You screamed. “Emily what the hell?!”

“That’s that me espresso?!” You laughed.

“You liked the song?” She nodded enthusiastically. “My favorite part was the schnitzel.”

Emily proceeded to play the song every day.

An: I LOVEEEEE THIS enjoy this edit I found

[patscorner]

Kk or Emily defending her girlfriend from toxic fans?

Maybe on live or in person

on it!

I'M ALL YOURS

Summary: After an amazing game, you, your girlfriend, and the team go out to celebrate. But, it doesn’t go as you wished.

wc: 1,479

contains: slight angst, fluff

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“Careful, ma, that’s shot number 3.” Emily informs you, her hand squeezing your thigh. You roll your eyes, before putting your hand on top of hers.

“Relax, baby, we’re celebrating! You should have another.” you smile.

The Mystics had just beat New York Liberty in a double overtime, so obviously, the team went out to celebrate their win. The game was close, the Mystics only winning by a half court buzzer beater from Brittney Sykes.

So after all the press and interviews, the team made their way to a nearby bar. “I would, but one of us has to be sober.” She laughs, sipping her drink. You shake your head and sip your drink as well. After having a conversation with your girlfriend for a while, you decide that you want to dance, so you drag Emily off of her stool and onto the dance floor.

It’s not super crowded, but there were enough people to where you were always shoulder-to-shoulder with someone. You and Emily dance to the music, her hands on your waist as you let the alcohol take over. Eventually, you get tired, and Emily guides your unsteady body back over to the bar, asking the bartender to give you some water.

As you chug the water, a girl comes up to Emily.

“Hi! Are you Emily Engstler?” she asks excitedly. Emily smiles at her, and nods.

“Oh my god. Okay, can I please get a picture, I literally love you so much.” You’re no stranger to people asking for a picture with Emily, because well, she is a basketball star. So, at first this interaction is normal, and you see no reason to intervene. Until the girl offers to buy Emily a drink.

“I mean, if you want to, of course.” The girl says when she notices Emily’s hesitance. You’re listening now, awaiting Emily’s response.

“Uh, no, thank you. I’ve got a girlfriend.” Emily said, motioning to you with her head. The girl looked around Emily and you waved. She frowned, looking back at Emily.

“Her?” she asked with her eyebrows raised. Emily furrows her eyebrows, looking back at you, and you’ve glaring at the girl with a stare that could kill her.

“Yes, me. Is there a fucking problem?” you ask, standing up off of your stool, causing Emily to look at you worriedly.

The girl scoffs, looking at you up and down, seemingly amused by your size. You're on the shorter side, and not the buffest person on earth, but you had a mouth and a temper. “No, babe, I just thought Emily here would have better taste, but-” She looks at you up and down again. “I guess I was wrong.”

Emily stands up now, before you can react. She knew you could hold your ground but she did not want to wait until you had to. She’d rather shut it down now, and avoid the press and interviews.

“I think it’s best if you walk away. “ She spoke at the girl, her voice flat, lacking any sympathy. She hated having to be mean to fans except for when they openly disrespect her girl. The girl scoffs, and makes one big mistake.

“Ugh, I should’ve known. All you basketball players are fucking assholes. You guys aren’t even that good of a team. I hope you tear your ACL or some shit.” she then turns to you. “And you. I want you to know that pretty doesn’t know your fucking name. Your main concern should be someone trying to steal the beautiful, but unfortunate bitch you call your girlfriend. Maybe instead of being jealous when someone offers to buy your girl a drink, be flattered, and maybe attempt to live through her, because you sure as hell won’t have to worry about it.”

And with that she turned around and stormed out of the party. Emily starts after her, but you grab her arm, and she looks down at you. “Don’t. Don’t worry about it.”

“But, baby, she-”

“I know.” you say, sadness lingering in your voice. Maybe it was the alcohol, but for some reason, that girl’s rant got to you more than it should’ve. While you know most of it was jealousy and embarrassment on her end, you couldn’t help but doubt yourself. Was she right? Were you not good enough for Emily, like she implied?

“Just-let it go.” you smile, but it doesn’t reach your eyes, and Emily noticed. You felt your skin grow hot, and an ache behind your eyes. You clear your throat. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom. Be right back.”

“Ma-” Emily starts to follow you, but you stop her.

“I just need a minute, Emily. I’ll be right back.” She stops in her tracks and opens her mouth to speak. “Okay. I love you.” she whispers quietly, but loud enough for you to hear over the music. “I love you too.”

You turn around and head to the bathroom. It quickly became your place of solitude as you broke in tears. You don’t know why you were crying, possibly the initial shock of it all wearing off. Or maybe because deep down, you had your own insecurities about yourself, and how you were seen by the public. It shouldn’t matter or affect you, but it does.

Emily had made sure she kept you off of social media, or at least that side of it, knowing how toxic it could be. But that doesn’t matter if the fans came up to you in real life, like tonight.

You hear someone knock on the door, and decide it was time to fix yourself up. “Be out soon!” you call out. After you wipe away your runny mascara, you fix your hair, (that was messed up from you running your hand through it), you open the door.

On the other side is Shakira and Didi, who noticed your botched makeup and disheveled hair. “Hi- oh, shit, are you okay?” You nod unconvincingly, before pushing past them. The girls share an unconvinced look, and turn around to watch you leave the bar.

You don’t know how long you’ve been outside, but you do know you’ve been through 4 cigarettes. You’ve been sitting in silence for a while, letting your thoughts consume you. You don’t even notice when Emily comes and sits down next to you. You only make notice of her when she takes the cigarette from your mouth.

You don’t look at her, but you hear her shoe stomp it out on the cement. She scoots closer to you but doesn’t touch you. She knows how fragile you are, and how you hate crying in public, so she opted out of being the bend that breaks the camera’s back.

“You know she’s wrong, right.” she finally speaks, softly.

You don’t acknowledge her, just continue staring at the passing cars. You hear her, but you don’t have the energy to speak.

“Right?” she whispers. The softness of her voice isn’t something that’s uncommon for you, but to everyone else, it’d seem unusual. But Emily was comfortable enough around you to let her guard down. She was a big softie.

You let your head hang as you feel the tears start to fall from your eyes. Emily gives in and reaches for your hand.

“No one means more to me than you do. You are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid eyes on.” Emily sighs as you remain silent. “Look at me.”

When you don’t answer, she gently grabs your chin and forces your eyes on hers. You sniffle and close your eyes as tears fall down your face.

“Oh, baby.” she whispers, cupping your face and using her thumbs to wipe your tears. Finally, you let a broken sob escape your throat.

Emily pulls you into a hug, shushing you as you break down in her arms. “Shh, ma, I know. I know. It’s okay.” she rubs her hands up and down your back. “You can’t let ‘em get to you, baby. There’s always gonna be someone that has some shit to say.”

She pulls away, and wipes your cheeks once again. “And as for me, I’m not going anywhere. I’m all yours, and you’re mine. Nothing anyone says is gonna change that. Understand?”

You nod and she pulls you into a soft loving kiss. “Can we go home, please?” you whisper as you pull away. Emily smiles sadly and nods.

After that night, Emily posted on her story, calling out the girl who approached her that night (who you later find out has done the same thing with a lot of other teams).

Even though you have your doubts about yourself, there’s no doubt in your mind that Emily loves you. No matter what anyone else says, she’d love you regardless. No amount of stuck up bitches would change that.

She was yours, and you were hers.

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[girlokwhatever]

Emily engstler x short fem please please

emily engstler x short!gf hcs

༯✧ʚɞ°✩₊｡⋆˚⁺ೄྀˊˎ- emily with a short gf,,

— she definitely thinks your height is funny

- teases you about it 24/7

— she’ll say stupid shit like “your height doesn’t define you babe” with the most sarcastic tone ever

- she thinks she’s funny

— you’re not just short though, you’re overall a smaller person

- will compare hand sizes and pretend like her hand is gonna eat yours

- also makes fun of how small your shoes are

— if you come over and knock on the door, when she opens it she’ll pretend like she can’t see anyone

- “hello? is anyone there? oh- there you are babe! i couldn’t see you.”

— will hide stuff from you by putting it on the top shelf

— if she hears you in the kitchen she will sit and wait for you to call out for her help reaching something

— “i’m sitting down and i’m as tall as you”

— you both make stupid jokes about the other’s height though

- “how’s the weather up there?”

- “it’s gonna rain in a second.”

- “what does that even mean?”

- “that i’m about to spit on you.”

— likes when you wear her clothes because they literally swallow you whole like….

- her tshirt is your new fav dress

— complains about the back problems she’s gonna get from bending so far down to kiss you

— she’s so protective of you though seriously

- her hands are staying glued on you to make sure she won’t lose you in a crowd

- it’s her biggest fear

— “yeah? what’re you gonna do? punch my knee?”

- “ok whatever.”

— laughs if she sees someone shorter than you

- you don’t know why she thinks it’s so funny

— even though you’re short you still manage to take up 75% of the bed without fail

— literally dies laughing at every. single. short. joke.

— will rest her arms or head on top of your head

— you make her help you cut your jeans or go get them tailored

— it’s difficult to shower together because you have to keep adjusting the shower head to fit your heights

— you made her do the “guess whose outfit is whose” trend….

- you had to cut her out of your shirt

— she’ll let you sit on her shoulders just for fun

- you love it so much

— always giving you kisses on the top of your head though 🤭🤭

— couples yoga is lowkey highkey fun af

— “babe hold on to me, it’s windy outside and i don’t want you flying away.”

— asks if you got your shoes in the kids section..

— she loves it though because you’re such a good cuddle bug

— lowkey you’re at boob height (you don’t mind)

— she’s always asking you to bend down if she dropped something under the bed or some other piece of furniture

- stares at your butt while you do it

— will hold her hand up and ask if you can reach it

- you always need a running start

— sometimes instead of holding her hand you hold one of her fingers

- it’s just easier

— it’s all fun and games until someone she doesn’t know makes a joke about the height

- then it gets all serious

— “baby, is this the mug you said you lost a few months ago?”

- “oh my gosh yes! where’d you find it?!”

- “on the middle shelf..”

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yall i love the short!gf x tall!gf trope so you know i had to do this

I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!!

[foreingersgod]

Let’s Stay Home (PT 2) . EE

pairing: emily engstler x reader

synopsis: see part 1

A/N: THIS IS ANOTHER POOR ATTEMPT OF ME WRITING SMUT, I APOLOGIZE FOR HOW BAD THIS IS LOL!!

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

she was restless all night. you could tell from the way her hands shook when she poured your glass of wine and from the way her legs bounced under the table. her hands refused to leave the plushness of your thighs the entirety of dinner, strong and lengthy fingers scrunching at the fabric of your dress. you tired to act nonchalant about it, wanting to have a nice dinner with your girlfriend. but the more she kept dropping suggestive little comments and touching you discreetly, the more you tried to get out of that restaurant as quick as possible.

the wine turned sour and your meal became bland the more you had to endure emily’s torture. it didn’t sit right with you that you were the only one being taunted, so you decided to do a bit of teasing of your own. throughout the night, you’d do small things that you knew would get a rise out of her.

you started out with cluelessly playing with your hair, something that had her constantly distracted. then you’d purposely lean your elbows on the table which pushed out your cleavage ever so slightly. emily, sitting next to you at the table, would hardly be able to finish her sentence as the tops of your breasts came into view. it was almost becoming too easy at this point. then, to be extra cruel, you’d run the toe of your heel up her leg. it sent shivers up emily’s arms as she watched you do it, the end of your dress hiking up your leg as you moved your foot up and down. her mind kept reverting back to earlier that night, when you guided her hand across the intricate lace of your new lingerie. thoughts of ripping that dress right off of you replayed over and over, something she had every intention of doing.

she tried her best to seem unbothered, like you had done when she couldn’t keep her hands off you, but she was failing miserably. her hand would often find its way to her mouth, biting on her knuckles to ground herself. you had fucked her up beyond belief and you hadn’t even laid a finger on her. she was a mess for the remaining moments of dinner, couldn’t even take the last bite from her plate before she was hailing over the waiter and paying the check. although she was more than eager to get you back home, wanting to take off that stupid fucking dress that caused this whole thing in the first place, she kept her composure as she guided you out to the car.

“you’re a fuckin tease,” she said as the doors to the car shut, you were already doing up your seat belt “d’you know that?”

“i don’t know what you’re talking about, em” but you did. you knew exactly what she was referring too.

“you’re in for it when we get home” she implied, muttering under her breath.

“that attitude isn’t going to get you that surprise” you chimed, watching as her hands gripped the steering wheel suddenly “may i remind you?”

she said nothing, only shaking her head and jutting her tongue across the inside of her cheek. she did up her own seatbelt quickly before speeding out of the parking lot to get home. she didn’t now how much longer she could last.

you considered being a bit nicer for the car ride home, but something in you just couldn’t resist messing with emily a tiny bit more. she just looked too good over there in the drivers seat. her hands grasped the steering wheel, making her veins bulge ever so slightly as she drove. her blazer had been discarded to the back seat which left her in a plain white button up. the sleeves were rolled up to her elbow, displaying her toned muscles. she looked positively irresistible, there was no chance you were stopping any time soon.

you snaked your hand over the car console, fingertips lightly gliding over to emily’s thigh. your hand rested on her legs, positioned in dangerous territory. your touch hovered over where she needed you most. you felt her tense up, shifting in her seat and spreading her legs open more. you began to run your hand up and down her thigh painfully slow, making her jerk her hips into you. a satisfied smirk toyed at your lips as you kept your gaze on the road in front of you. you could feel her eyes shift to you and then the road then back to you again.

“i’m serious, ma” she croaked “stop teasing me”

“m’just tryna get you warmed up baby” you stated, stopping the motion of your hand with a gentle pat “relax”

she felt like all the air had been knocked out of her, words becoming caught in her throat before she could muster a response. a faint groan emitted from her lips when you continued the soothing movements of your hand. it was impossible for her to say anything the rest of the ride home, too busy imagining what she was going to do to you when you got inside.

the car pulled to an abrupt stop as emily pulled into the drive way. her buckle was undone in seconds, turning off the ignition and bolting to your side of the car. she opened your door, offering her hand to you to help you out. you smiled sweetly at her as you accepted it and followed her inside your shared home.

you weren’t able to turn the lights to kitchen on before you felt familiar hands on you waist, soft lips meeting with the skin of your neck. you could feel the tension between the two of you as you sighed deeply, reaching helplessly for the light switch.

“leave it” she demanded, pushing your hand away from the light switch as she guided you towards the stairs. she couldn’t wait another second to get you into bed.

“em,” you muttered, tilting your head to the side to allow her more access to kiss down your shoulder.

“cant wait to get you out of this fucking dress” she said as you approached the door of your bedroom “i believe i’m owed a surprise, am i not?”

once you had made it inside, you were instantly hit with the soft glow of the moonlight that flooded through the window. you turned around to face emily, admiring her features through the dimly lit room. she was breathtaking, hair pulled back, shirt already half way unbuttoned. she wasn’t lying-she really couldn’t wait.

“maybe…” you licked your lips, slipping off your heels and reaching behind you to undo the zipper of your gown “you’ll have to come and find out”

something in emily switched, like she was being granted something that she had been waiting for for centuries. in lighting speed, she had closed any space between the two of you, pulling you flush against her. her lips met with yours hungrily, tongue sliding into your mouth as you groaned deeply. the kisses were sloppy and wet, but certainly passionate. she reached behind you to push your hands away from the zipper, taking the liberty to do it herself. without pulling away from you, she delicately tugged the satin fabric down your body, letting it pool at your feet.

“hope you like it,” you smiled against her, moving your head back to allow her to view your stripped figure “picked it out just for you”

weeks ago, you’d purchased the most gorgeous set of lingerie as a small gift for yours and emily’s anniversary. it was a dainty little set, red and lacey and tight. the bra was strapless and quite sheer, adorned with thin lace flowers. the matching thong was similar in design, the crimson material hugging your ass in the most flattering way. you remembered trying it one when you had got home while emily was away at practice, you had never felt so beautiful in your life.

“oh my god” her gaze dropping as she took a step away from you. her jaw slacked, eyes blown wide with lust as she took you in “jesus fucking christ baby”

“is it ok?” you asked innocently, wanting to hear her say it aloud.

“is it ok?” she scoffed, shepherding you towards the bed. you felt the backs of your knees meet with the foot of the bed, making you stumble slightly “baby, it’s more than ok, you look fucking stunning”

with a tender nudge, she pushed you onto the bed, forcing you to sit on the linen duvet. you leaned back onto your elbows and spread your legs to make room for her. she moseyed in between your legs, unbuttoning the rest of her white button up in the process, eyeing you up and down. she shrugged off her shirt, now fumbling with the buckle of her belt and the clasp of her dress pants. you watched impatiently, wanting her hands on you as soon as possible.

her now naked figure hovered over you, knee slotting in between your legs. she leaned down far enough to where her lips were inches away from yours. you closed your eyes, whimpering as you bucked your hips to try and create friction between your clothed cunt and her bare thigh.

“em, please” you moaned.

“please what?” she smirked, hands planted on either side of your torso to keep her above you.

she moved away from your face, now shifting to kiss along the exposed parts of your body. her lips left messy kisses along your collarbone, then to the tops of your breasts where she left deep purple marks along your skin. she exhaled breathlessly as she reached your bra, staring at the way your nipples hardened through the thin lace. she brought a hand up behind you to unclasp the bra in one fell swoop, allowing the beautiful fabric to cascade down your chest. satisfied, she wrapped her lips around your nipple, her hand kneading at your other tit. you gasped at the sensation, your own hand finding its way to the back of her head. she switched to the other one, tongue swirling across the pebbled bud. but she only stopped when she heard you, your meek voice echoing off the walls.

“please touch me-don’t stop”

those three words were all she needed to hear, her gateway into complete bliss. she pushed off of the bed to kneel in front of you, hands gliding down the sides of your body until they reached the waistband of your panties.

“anything for you”

you looked down, eyebrows knit together in anticipation as you felt emily’s hot breathe against your core. she looked at you through hooded eyes, biting down on her lip as she took in such a beautiful sight: you laid on the bed, practically naked and begging for her to touch you. her fingers hooked under the band of your underwear and tugged gingerly.

“can i?” she asked. you nodded vigorously in return.

without hesitation, she began to pull your panties down your legs, tossing them to the side. the coolness of the air hits you quickly enticing a small jolt from you. emily ran her tongue over the top row of her teeth, leaning back on her heels to admire that state of your aching pussy. you were already soaked for her, arousal quite literally oozing from you, which most definitely left a noticeable spot on your underwear throughout dinner.

“so fucking pretty, this pussy” she cooed, giving your thighs a small massage before running a finger through your folds. you groaned, not content with her reservedness “this all f’me?”

“yea, em-all for you”

she placed various kisses to your inner thighs before turning her attention to where you had been pleading for her to touch. fingers spreading you open, you felt her tongue come into contact with you. she licked a deep stripe up your pussy, attaching her lips to your clit as she sucked slowly. you moaned loudly, fingernails finding her scalp and gripping the roots of her hair. she took this as a sign of endearment, slipping down to sink the length of her tongue in your throbbing hole.

“holy shit-” you cried, hearing the obscene noises emitting from your pussy. the way her tongue swirled in your wetness, provoking the wettest squelching noises that had you at a loss for words.

“that’s it, ma” she inserted a finger into you, feeling the way your body tensed upon the feeling. you tightened around her finger as you breathed loudly into the humid room “that’s my good fucking girl”

she watched as your back arched, perky tits pointed to the ceiling and your head digging farther back into the mattress. god you were unbelievable. she added another finger to you, making a small scissoring motion to lure you to your orgasm. she found herself moaning into you, completely lost in the taste of you. she didn’t think she could ever get enough of it, wishing she could lay between your legs forever. the pace of her fingers sped up and she could sense herself becoming increasingly wet the more you moaned out in intense pleasure. she was eating you out like it was her last meal, sucking and licking every inch of you until your body began to heave, insinuating you were getting close.

“oh baby, yes” you gripped the back of her head harder “don’t stop, em, i’m gonna-oh my-i’m gonna cum”

you humped her face vigorously, feeling your slick coating her mouth and chin. it was like you had no control of your body with the way your hips moved back and forth. you could feel your high approaching quickly as emily continued to devour you.

“i-i’m so close” your words began slurring together.

“i know” emily curled her fingers into you, hitting that delicious, spongy spot inside of you “i know”

your eyes rolled to the back of your head, knowing the familiar feeling that was beginning to build up. her tongue and fingers kept their speed, making you overwhelmed with ecstasy. emily felt your legs starting to shake and noticed how your breathe became staggered.

“you got it,” she coaxed you “cum for me, come on, give it to me”

you let out a lewd and obscene moan as you reached your high, cumming on her face promptly. they approached near sobs as the pleasure washed over you, transcending your whole body. emily wasted no time in lapping up your juices, catching every last drop of your release. her tongue cleaned you up as you sunk into the bed, recovering from your orgasm.

emily got off of her knees and joined you on the bed as you scooted up to lay against the plush pillows. she laid next to you, bringing you into her bare chest, feeling the rapid beat of your heart. she raked her fingers through your hair as you smiled drowsily, still on cloud nine.

“you did so good, baby” she pressed her lips to the top of your head, grinning from ear to ear as she thought about how much she loved you “so so good”

you hummed in response, lifting your head to look at her. you returned her smile while drawing yourself away from her. ignoring the trembling of your legs, you hoisted yourself to straddle emily. she looked at you confused as her hands instinctively rested on the dips of your waist. what a vision you were, tall and proud and positively glistening in your own sweat.

“what’re you doing?”

long, nicely manicured nails left pinkish marks along emily’s skin as you trailed them up her stomach and over her chest. she squeezed her eyes shut when she felt your fingers gently scrape over her tits. she let out a faint ‘fuck’ as you advanced to her neck, wrapping around it and tightening your grip softly.

“don’t think i’m gonna let our anniversary end without returning the favor, em”

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

A/N: this is cringy and bad and i’m so sorry lol :’)

[cosmopretty]

omg for recs maybe one where emily teaches you how to play basketball :D

MY TEACHER

Emily Engstler x fem

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“Come on baby please” Emily says standing behind you in the kitchen, while you cook lunch for you both. You shake your head no to the girl, she has been begging and begging to teach you basketball. You loved Emily with your whole heart, you both having been dating for around a year now. Emily was a great basketball player and you supported her with your whole heart. She’s been wanting to teach you basketball since you guys first got together but you haven’t let her yet not wanting to be embarrassed by how bad you are at the sport.

Emily wraps her arms around your waist and leans down her head finding its place in your neck. You sigh “You know I suck at basketball right?” you ask the girl behind you.

The taller girl kisses the side of your neck before leaning near your ear “So I’ll be your teacher baby come on please” she begs before squeezing her arms that were around you.

You sigh again “Fine just this once okay?” you ask moving the pasta into two bowls for the both of you. Emily smiles into your neck and kisses your head “Thanks baby” she grabs the bowls and you both sit down to eat for a bit.

Once you finish you get up and change into a pair of shorts and a tube top. Emily walks in “You should were sneakers and put your hair up so it doesn’t get in your face” Emily advises you. She goes in your shared closet and hand you a pair of your new balance sneakers.

You groan “How long is this going to take?” you whine not wanting to do anything that involves work on your day off. Emily points her tattooed hand in your face “No attitude baby just relax” she says sternly looking at you before grabbing your purse with one hand and your arm in the other.

She drags you down to her car, you take a deep breath as she opened the passenger door for you. She closes it and goes to the drivers seat and starts the car. You look at her “Please go easy on me” you pout trying to convince the girl.

Emily shakes her head at you and starts driving down to the gym that was for her team “Yeah no Ima turn you into an athlete today” she smiles at you. You groan and lean your head on the closed window in her car. You did not want to go out today, all you wanted to do was stay home and relax with Emily but you know how excited she was so you pushed through.

Emily’s hand comes down and starts rubbing up and down your thigh “Don’t worry baby I got you” she says not tearing her eyes away didn’t the road.

Once you guys get to the gym together Emily grabs your hand dragging you down to the court. Luckily for you it was empty because there wasn’t any practice today all the girls had a day off. Emily grabs a ball and starts dribbling it before running up to you.

She holds your hands and puts the ball in them “Just dribble it a bit baby” she says grabbing another ball to show you what to do.

You try and it goes well for a few seconds before landing on your foot and the ball rolls away from you. You shrug “Oh well that was fun time to go” you say in a sarcastic tone. You try to walk away but Emily grabs you by the back of your shirt dragging you back towards her.

She holds you against her, your back on her stomach “Don’t be a brat” she whispers her voice husky in your ear. You nod and she squeezes you against her before moving away and bending her knees to shoot the ball.

“Ight so watch what I do than copy me after okay?” She asks looking at you for confirmation. You say nothing and she raises her brows “Okay?” She asks again. You nod and sigh “Fine”.

She shoot the ball successfully making a three pointer. You clap your hands “Yeah babe you did so good” you cheer jumping in a circle. She grabs the ball and hands it to you “Your turn now” she says moving you to stand in-front of the hoop.

You hold the ball nervously not wanting to embarrass yourself, you look back at Emily and she sees the look in your eyes. She walks up to you and rubs your shoulders “You got this baby relax okay. We can shoot a few times then go to the movies huh. How about that? What’s that movie you wanted to see Inside out? We can go” she whispers to you calming your nerves.

You nod and relax before throwing the ball, making an air ball, you groan “See? I suck you’re the hot athlete and I’m the pretty model okay? Why change a good thing?” You ask her turning your head pouting. Emily shoves your head lightly and hands you another ball “If you get one in I’ll let you do that thing you’ve been wanting to do” she says biting her lip.

You gasp looking at her shocked “Really? You will let me tie you up and stuff” you ask smiling.

Emily rolls her eyes “Yeah fine” she says and you start to move your body to throw the ball. Before you can shoot Emily moves your arms and pushes you to bend you knees “Just like that now throw with the muscles in your shoulders” the taller girl advices you.

You shoot the ball and it rolls around the hoop before eventually falling in. Emily looks shocked rubbing her face, she didn’t think you would actually make it in. You jump up and down clapping your hands running into her arms smiling up at the girl.

You grab her tattooed hand and kiss it a few times “Let’s go home now I can’t wait” you smile as she groans.

“What about I tie you up huh? You know you love me in control baby” Emily says looking down at you licking her lips. You did love her in control but you wanted so badly to prove to her you weren’t the submissive little girl she believed you were.

“How about no, I’ll tie you up and show you who is boss” you smirk grabbing her hand and dragging her outside of the gym back to her car.

You push her back onto the car door “You know I learned from the best, my teacher” you smile opening the drivers door for her. Emily shakes her head trying to hide the smile on her face from you.

You jump into the passenger seat your legs shaking “I’m so excited this is going to be so fun” you say smiling. Emily grabs your thigh and starts rubbing small circles into the inner part of your thigh. You look at her “Don’t be nervous baby you’re always in charge now it’s my turn” you say licking your lips looking at her. Emily was so attractive when she was driving, the way her tattooed hands squeezed the wheel and the way her eyes were so focused.

Emily grabs your hand and brings it to her lips kissing it “Only for you baby” she says against your hand before bringing it back down on your lap rubbing your knuckles.

The whole drive home all you could think about was how excited you were for finally being able to do the thing you have always wanted to do with the girl.

[celestial-grls]

Ciao Amore (part 2) - Emily Engstler x fem!reader

summary: You and Emily make up after your little fight in the best way you each know how. Smut ensues...part 1 word count: 2.1k a/n: thank you guys for being SO patient...I know yall wanted the part two to this! I've been super busy but I hope you guys like this!! Thanks for the love mwah <3

Emily kept her hand on the small of your back and returned to the hotel room. It wasn't until you both were alone in the elevator that you allowed yourself to lean against her tall frame more. The leaning, cozying up to her side with your arm firmly wrapped around her bicep, was partially from all the red wine you had and partially from how irresistible she looked. Emily was all sleepy-eyed and dark eyelashes looking down at you like you were something to eat. She wanted you just as bad as you wanted her. 

If you were more eager, you certainly showed it by pinning Emily's hips square against the inside of the door. You had to stand on your tiptoes in your heels to reach your mouth to the outside of Emily's ear. You panted, "Wanna feel your mouth on me." 

Emily wastes no time and ducks down to kiss your neck. She pulls a little sigh from you, and you can feel her mouth curving into a smirk against your skin. Her large hands are wrapped around your waist like you'll vanish into thin air if she's not holding you. 

She pauses her attack on your neck to look at you before kissing you sweetly, trying to remind you that she can be tender, too. The tenderness of the action was followed by something sinful whispered into your ear. "Need you, ma…was being so stupid before." 

This is how Emily operated: the sweet followed by pure sin. She knew what kind of effect she already had on you. Her hands slowly wander farther down, fingertips feeling the silky hem of your dress. 

You slide your hands up from Emily's hips and let them rest on her bare skin underneath the shirt she wore to dinner. You tease, "Yeah, you were." 

When Emily laughs, you can feel the warm puffs of air hit the side of your neck and start to think of how badly you want her head between your thighs. She's pulling you toward the chair and says, "Sit down for me?" 

You oblige, watching as Emily starts kneeling to take your heels off. She's an expert at undoing the little ankle strap and sweetens the gesture by kissing up the length of your legs. You're watching her like she's a feature film. Only when she ducks her head to kiss the back of your knees do you get shy on her, hiding your enormous grin behind your hands for a moment. Is it possible to want her more?

You lean forward, tilting your head to challenge Emily's lovestruck stare. You press your bare foot gently against her chest, guiding her until her back is on the floor and you can land on top of her. Of course, it's no fun if she's in control the whole time. 

She doesn't try to change positions, but you can tell by how her face gets a little slack that she's surprised. You hover over her, undoing the top buttons of her shirt. At this point, you unclip your hair, and when you lean over Emily, she can smell the conditioner you used just a few hours before. 

Your knees dig into the plush carpeting, and you straddle Emily, giggling conspiratorially to her, "I like when we kiss and make up." 

Emily holds your hips steady against her, enjoying the view of you on top of her like this. She laughs, shutting her eyes, "We have to fight to make up, baby." 

You shrug and lay on top of her, tits almost spilling out of your dress as they press to Emily's skin, "I know. Could never stay mad at you for long." 

Emily's hands dig deeper into your hips as she lifts both of you off the ground. She's smirking in the most self-satisfied way, like a cat who got the cream and slid the strap of your dress off your shoulder. Then she slides the other one off your shoulder until both tits are softly spilling out the top of your dress. She sucks in a breath, tenderly kissing your shoulders one at a time. "Couldn't stop thinking about you like this. Did I mention I'm sorry, baby?"

Y/N tugs on the cool metal of Emily's chain, the one you always lightly pull to drive her insane. You flip your hair to one side to give Emily better access to all the places you want to be kissed. When Emily's tongue piercing touches your sensitive nipples, you gasp. She takes it in her mouth, eyelashes fanning against the top of your breast. You tell her, "Want you to show me you're sorry, not tell me."

Once you say those words, it's off to the races. Emily balances that filthy mouth of hers by sweetly grabbing your waist and scooping you up bridal style. She gently places you on the bed, like you're delicate enough to break with too much force. 

She smells so good. The spritz of her woody fragrance has softened. She smells like Emily—your Emily who smells like skin, the coffee she's always drinking, and the faint smell of gel she uses to slick back her hair. 

She's naughtily running her nose along your inner thighs. Her eyes focus, zeroing in on a spot she's about to sink her teeth into. You yelp as she kisses over the little bite marks she left. 

You laugh, "Ow, Em!" 

"Sorry, baby." She sends a quick apologetic grin your way but goes in to bite your other thigh. Her hands grip your waist, fingers indenting at the curve. She sighs against your skin, "You're my girl. And you have the softest skin in the world." 

You are trying your best to be patient, but you want her now. You can feel your panties sticking to you, already wet, and she's barely touched you. 

When Emily finally touches you, you can relax from how relieved you feel. The sight of her tattooed fingers slowly sliding your panties down your legs makes you feel lightheaded. She takes two fingers to run over your slit. You already know what she's about to say as you lean up on your elbows to stare at her, touching you between your thighs. "Fuck, baby. How long have you been this wet for?" 

"Since you put my shoes out for me." 

"And you didn't say anything?" 

"You didn't apologize to me yet."

Emily laughs, "You're impossible." She gets shy, "Is this all because of me?"

You nod, "The entire bottle of wine we finished might've had a part." 

You both give each other this look that lets you know how crazy you are for each other. You couldn't have wanted your evening to go any other way. Emily slides her fingers along your slit, gathering your wetness and spreading it to your clit. You shiver in a way that lets her know you need her mouth on it immediately. 

Emily starts to suck on your button, your hips coming to meet her mouth. From this angle, you can see Emily's bareback. You're completely mesmerized by the ripples of muscles, the expanse of that blank skin you can't wait to leave scratches later. Your hands go to grip the sheets as she laps her tongue at your pulsing slit. 

Her hands wrap around your thighs, keeping you flush against the bed so she can angle her tongue flat against your clit. Emily starts speeding up when she hears you whimpering, squirming against the sheets as you get closer to climaxing. She can tell you're close by the way your eyes keep fluttering shut and the way you're taking tiny breaths in, your entire body aflame with desire. 

Emily talks you through it. "Thaaat's it. Relax for me." She noses against your clit in that way she knows gets you there and mumbles, "Want it on my tongue, ma. Mhmm." 

"Uh, Emily. Oh my god, baby. Fuck--right there! Right there." You come all over her mouth. She removes her mouth from your center to watch you catch your breath. Your eyes are glazing over like you're going to fall asleep, but they light up as soon as Emily moves to kiss you. 

You tell her, "Y'know what's so annoying about you? You're good at everything." 

"Not true. You're better at arguing than me." She sighs against your neck, letting her body go limp against yours for a second before kissing your forehead. "You're my girl. Know that right, baby?"

"Course I do. No one could make me feel like you do." Looking into Emily's eyes, searching, then the searching turns to mischief. "Wanna feel you on me, gonna make you feel so good." 

Emily thinks she's already died and gone to heaven. Your soft skin engulfing her, the plush hotel sheets, the trail of clothes discarded all over the room. Your hair looks nothing like it did a few hours before when it was so neatly clipped up. It's messy, and your cheeks are flushed like you ran a mile. 

You shift on top of her to cup your hand on Emily's cunt. Sliding your hand from her stomach into her boxer briefs. 

Emily can barely contain herself. She's grunts, "Baby, wait a sec." 

You look at her so innocently, all doe-eyed, as if you aren't rubbing circles on her clit to get her warmed up. "What is it, Em?"

It's not as common for you to have Emily in the palm of your hand like this. You can tell by the way she's trying to bury her head into your neck that she won't last long, that she's been thinking about making up ever since you guys started your argument in the first place. This argument feels miles and miles away from the both of you now. 

She lets out a contained moan, biting her fist. You whisper, "Don't have to be quiet; it's just me." 

The unassuming smile, your disarrayed head of hair, and the slow blink of your eyelashes make Emily lose all composure. She grabs your hips so that you land directly on top of her, straddling her once again. When your center meets hers, Emily shuts her eyes and throws her head back. 

Emily's completely dazed, scooping your tits up to her mouth while you grind your wet cunt against hers. She's lost in the sensation of your ass bouncing against her sturdy thighs, the slick sounds drowning out the rest of the hotel's noises. She lets out an airy sigh every time you press down against her clit; how perfectly you fit against each other. 

She's getting closer, and you can tell because she's gripping the fold of your hips and speeding you up. Her hands find their way to your waist, and she flips you over so you're directly under her. When she hovers over you, the hair around her face has come undone from her ponytail; it tickles the sides of your face when she lowers herself to plead, "Fuck, baby. Need your nails on my back." 

With Emily's muscular biceps and forearms caging you, you're surrounded by her. You're quickly crowded by her and blind to anything else but the sensation and sigh of her sloppily grinding on top of you. That desperate furrow in her brow makes you lose control, so you turn your head and affectionately leave a bite on her bicep, right where one of your favorite tattoos lies. You wrap your hips around Emily's torso to bring her closer to you, raking your nails down her back deep enough to leave scratches — ones she'll feel when the hot water from the shower hits and ones you'll get to see for the rest of your honeymoon. 

You scream as Emily sucks around your nipple, teasing the other one with her fingers. "God, Em! Yes, yes—" 

Emily breathlessly teases, "Gonna fucking come all over me? Yeah, baby?"

You can hardly string words together at this point. Emily's cunt is hot against yours, and your release is coming any moment now. Her biceps tighten and flex as she thrusts harder against you, and you come without warning. 

All you can manage is weakly whimpering, "Em, baby. Fuckfuckfuck—"

Emily comes right after, her back hunching toward you, lips finding refuge against your throat, covered in a thin layer of sweat. She shakily moans, hot cheeks resting against the swell of your breast. She tiredly presses wet kiss after kiss anywhere without having to move her head too much. Her voice is raspy and rough as she mumbles against your lips, "We need to get married." 

You flatten your hand against her head, keeping her as close as possible, and laugh, "We're already married. We're here because we're married."

Emily thinks about it briefly and says, "Maybe we should renew our vows or something after that."

You kiss the top of her shut eyelids and tiredly reply, "I married a smart one."

[hopelesslydevoted2paige]

omg hii ! love your fics !!

can i req emily x youtuber!reader going on a road trip and reader is just like vlogging the whole way there

thanks! <3

OVERDRIVE || EMILY ENGSTLER

summary — you decide to vlog your road trip with emily

pairings: emily engstler x fem youtuber!reader

word count: 600

warnings: pure fluff

authors notes: hi anon! thank u soo much!! i love this idea so much i hope i did well 🫶

“Hey guys!” You waved to the camera you set up in between you and Emily. “Em say hi.”

She put on her seatbelt and waved shyly. “Hi guys.”

“Today, we’re gonna be going on a four to five hour roadtrip and we wanted to bring you guys along!” You said as Emily reversed out of her parking spot.

“Except someone might be sleeping the whole ride there.” She looked at you accusingly.

You scoff. “I promise I won’t!”

“You need to keep me entertained baby.” She grabs one of your hands and places it on top of the gear stick, leaving her hand on yours like she always does.

It was thirty minutes into the drive and you were slowly starting to run out of things to do.

“Should I do my makeup?” You remove your hand from hers and rummage through your bag.

“You don’t need makeup right now, you look pretty.” She reached for your hand again.

You look at the camera with an ‘is she serious’ face.

“It’s true! I wish you could see yourself the way I see you.” She stroked your hand gently.

Your cheeks flushed at her comment. “Should we stop at the gas station?”

She nods, turning slightly to enter the parking.

Once you guys parked, Emily leaned over to remove your seatbelt and kiss your forehead.

You both made your way to the convenience store, holding your camera while Emily had her arm around your shoulder.

“Okay so this is our first stop of the trip,” You spoke to the camera. “I might go crazy with the snacks.”

Emily chuckled. “My bank account might go crazy.”

“Who said you were paying?” You put your free arm on your hip sassily.

She groans. “I’m not going to argue about this again. I’ll pay.”

You ignore her and go straight to the chips aisle, getting all of your favorites.

You try holding up the chips in your arms for the camera to see. “Here’s what im gonna get,” You grab Emily’s favorite chips and candies. “and here’s what im getting for Em.” You smile while trying to balance all the things in your arms.

Emily finally spots you, shaking her head and laughing at the amount of things in your arms.

“Baby, let me help you.”

You sigh in relief once your arms are empty. You follow your girlfriend to the counter, pulling out your wallet.

“That’ll be 38 dollars.” The worker smiled warmly at the two of you.

“Here. Keep the change.” Emily placed her money on the counter and pushed your arm away before you could pay.

“Em-“

“Let me pay. I wanna spoil my girl.” She cut you off and grabbed the two paper bags full of snacks.

Once you sat in the car, you set your camera up and gave a short haul of what you got while Emily continued to drive.

“-and here.” You handed her the candy and chips you got for her. “These are for you.”

“Thanks baby.” She rubbed your hand as a way to thank you.

You guys continued to talk and play games for another hour before you slowly started to doze off and fall asleep, leaning against your window.

Emily pulled over and admired you for a few seconds before taking a picture of your sleeping figure.

She faced the camera with a grin on her face. “Alright I think we’re gonna end the video here. Thanks for watching and keeping us company.” She waved and stopped the video.

She turned back to you, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear and kissed your cheek softly.

“I love you.”

[goldfades]

so happy for you and 2.5k like you’re seriously amazing!!

the cele idea: 🍀 with the prompt, "is that my hoodie?" / "no, this is our hoodie!" for emily engstler <3

love you sossoossosoo much!

evangeline's 2.5k celebration !! [open!]

love you so much more nonnie, thank u!!!!!!!!

─ warnings | nothing but sweet, sweet domestic fluff!

you were laying on the couch, scrolling on tiktok waiting for your girlfriend, emily to come home from practice. you were cozy ─ blanket was sprawled out on your lap, the soft glow of the screen illuminating your face in the dimly lit living room. the gentle hum of the air conditioner was the only sound besides the occasional laugh escaping your lips at the funny videos.

suddenly, you heard the front door creak open. emily's familiar footsteps echoed through the hallway. you put your phone down, a smile spreading across your face as you eagerly anticipated her arrival. the soft thud of her gym bag hitting the floor was followed by the rustling of keys being placed on the side table.

"hey, baby," she called out, her voice a mix of exhaustion and excitement. she hadn't been able to spend you all week, she had early morning practices and then she'd come home when you were asleep.

"hey, em," you replied, sitting up a little straighter. "how was practice?"

emily walked into the living room, her cheeks flushed from exertion, hair slightly damp from sweat. she looked at you with a tired but content smile. "it was tough, but good. you know, the usual."

she plopped down next to you on the couch, immediately snuggling into your side. you draped the blanket over her, wrapping your arm around her shoulders. she sighed, the tension in her body melting away as she relaxed against you.

"missed you," she murmured, closing her eyes for a moment.

"missed you too," you replied, pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head. "wanna watch something? or just relax for a bit?"

"let's just relax," she said, nuzzling closer. "too tired to think right now."

you smiled, stroking her hair gently. the two of you sat in comfortable silence, the bond between you strengthening with each passing moment. the stress of the day faded away as you held each other, content in the warmth and comfort of being together.

"hey," she yawned as she sat up, taking in your appearance. "is that my hoodie?"

she couldn't hide the grin on her face as she saw your initial shocked reaction, until your owns lips curved into a smirk. "no, this our hoodie."

"ooh, right," emily smiled as she playfully tugged at the sleeve. "our hoodie. i guess that makes sense."

emily stretched her arms and settled back into the couch, resting her head on your shoulder. you could feel her warmth seep into you, a comforting presence that made the world feel just right.

"you know," she said after a moment, her voice soft and thoughtful, "i think this hoodie looks better on you anyway."

"well, it's definitely cozier when we share it," you replied, wrapping the blanket tighter around both of you.

emily chuckled, her breath tickling your neck. "agreed. plus, it's like carrying a piece of you with me. makes me feel close to you even when we're apart."

you squeezed her gently, touched by her words. "i feel the same way, Em."

the two of you drifted into a peaceful silence again, the rhythmic rise and fall of her breathing lulling you into a serene state. the outside world faded away, leaving only the warmth of her presence and the gentle hum of your shared heartbeat.

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[rmytears]

○ emily engstler x female reader.

↳ warnings: nudity, slight suggestive (just reader making fun of emily), emily in her tiktoker era.

I GOT A TATTOO WITHOUT TELLING MY GIRLFRIEND. THIS WAS HER REACTION.

"are you recording me?" was the first thing you said when you noticed the phone on the kitchen counter.

emily had arrived at the small but cozy apartment you both shared, after being out almost all day. you, on the other hand, had stayed at home enjoying a quiet afternoon watching a 2000s movie marathon.

she chose to ignore you, while you looked at the cellphone she had left on the table while preparing dinner. puzzled by her reaction, you turned your gaze away from the device and found her hoodie on the floor, revealing a seductive gesture that took you by surprise.

"what the heck- are you trying to seduce me or something?" you asked, noting her mischievous smile. "depends, is it working?"

"not entirely," you said. you decided to take the lead and play a little with emily, teasing her ego and getting her a little rattled. "what's next? are you going to switch the lights to intense red and play the weeknd in the background?" her immediate blush confirmed you were on the right track. although emily rarely blushed, it seemed that with you, she was an exception.

"can you just keep quiet, please?" she asked you amidst laughter.

but you decided to continue with the joke. "why are you so nervous all of a sudden? you're not going to propose me, aren't you?"

"if that were the case, you would definitely ruin the moment," emily replied, laughing. "okay, okay, i'll stop. go on."

after that exchange, emily continued with her task. as she slowly stripped off the top part of her clothing, you couldn't help but bite your lip trying to suppress a smile. with her torso already exposed and you were about to make a cheeky comment, she turned around, revealing her muscular back adorned with a freshly made tattoo. you were speechless at the unexpected revelation, and the dim light of the room highlighted the details of the design framing her back.

"you're kidding." a tattoo. emily had gotten a new tattoo that covered most of her back and, by the way, made her look even hotter than she already was.

"do you like it?" emily asked, knowing the answer.

you slowly approached emily's back, feeling the soft touch of her skin under your fingertips as you traced the outline of the tattoo. "it's beautiful," you whispered, sensing how her body slightly tensed at the unexpected contact. "it makes you look hot," you added with a mischievous smile, noticing the change in temperature of her skin as you continued to gently stroke the design.

"so, the seduction attempt worked, don't you think?" emily joked, enjoying your reaction.

"and there you go ruining the moment," you replied, tossing her white shirt for her to get dressed again, as you returned to your tasks in the kitchen, with a smile on your face.

emily chuckled as she watched the video once more, but her laughter abruptly ceased when she heard a movement and a groan coming from the naked and sleepy figure next to the bed in response to the noise. after a moment of hesitation, she decided to go ahead and post the video. she turned off her phone screen and placed it on the bedside table, then snuggled under the sheets and nestled close to the warm body next to her, quickly falling asleep in its embrace.

needless to say, the comments on her tiktok went WILD.

[pocketsizedq]

Emily Engstler with a midsize girlie SFW

Thinks you are absolutely smoking

You literally can’t get her hands off of you

You would just be in the kitchen cooking when you feel your girlfriend’s large hands rub up and down your sides then pull you into a hug from behind loving up on you.

Don’t even get me started on how upset she gets when she realizes that your worried about crushing her when sitting in her lap

Home girl is absolutely offended when you finally tell her that your worried you might squish her with your body

She literally tells you “I’m a big girl I can take it now sit in my lap before I make you”

She goes absolutely feral when she sees you in shorts because it shows off your thighs

When cuddling loves to spoon you from behind and have you close to her

She would whispers how beautiful you are to her and that you are perfect just the way you are

If she sees you in a crop top she will walk over and put her hands all over you in a loving way

Very protective over you

If anyone comments on how you eat or anything she goes absolutely feral

“No no mamas you eat. Don’t let that douche bag ruin it for you”

Always makes sure you are fed and happy

When she comes home from practice she always brings home your favorite food

When you sit down on the couch. She always take that as a opportunity to lay her head on your plush thighs

Literally doesn’t care that you’re alittle bit bigger than the average person.

“Babygirl there’s more of you to love”

Always enjoys cuddles especially when she can put her face in your boobs

She loves when you sleep on top of her just loves feeling your warmth on top of her but never tells you that

“But what if I suffocate you”

“Then I’ll die a blessed woman Ma”

If you do want to lose weight or anything. She is right by your side supporting you

Always when she is able to go to the gym with you she always keeps in eye on you to make sure your not over doing it

She would never forgive herself if something happened to her baby

If she sees someone flirting with you she would glare at them and wrap her arms around you pulling you in close

“Now who is this, baby”

when driving would have a hand on your thigh and would gently squeeze it and would telling you how much her loves your thighs

You are the passenger princess always.

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[isak-dot-gov]

can you do a emily engstler x reader fluff were the reader and Emily act like a old married couple ( the reader and emily only been marry for a year ) when they go out to eat with emily teammates

can you also make it were the reader is short

Like an old married couple

Pairing: Emily Engstler x Reader

Word count: 1518

My masterlist :)

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The restaurant was buzzing with the usual Saturday night energy. Emily's teammates had all gathered for a post-game dinner, filling the large table with laughter and conversation. You and Emily had only been married for a year, but to anyone watching, it seemed like you’d been together for decades.

You were perched on your chair, feet dangling a few inches off the floor due to your shorter height, while Emily sat beside you, her long legs stretched comfortably under the table. You reached for the menu, but Emily was already handing it to you, knowing that you liked to check the specials first.

"Here, love," she said with a gentle smile, placing the menu in your hands.

"Thanks, sweetheart," you replied, your tone soft and affectionate.

Emily’s teammates, sitting across from you, exchanged amused glances. They were used to the way you two interacted, like a couple that had long since settled into each other's rhythms. But they still found it endearing.

As you skimmed the menu, Emily leaned closer to peek over your shoulder. "I think you'd like the grilled salmon. It’s not too heavy, and you always love the way they season it here."

You nodded, trusting her judgement. "Yeah, that sounds perfect. And you’re getting the steak, right? You always do."

Emily chuckled, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. "You know me too well."

One of her teammates, Tori, smirked and leaned forward. "You guys really are like an old married couple. I mean, you've only been hitched for a year, but you act like it's been twenty."

You grinned, leaning into Emily’s side. "What can I say? We just fit."

Emily squeezed your shoulder, her voice teasing as she said, "Besides, it's not like I could let you go around ordering something you won’t like. You’d just end up stealing all of my fries."

You shot her a playful glare. "As if you don't love sharing them with me."

The table erupted in laughter, the banter flowing easily. Emily’s teammates teased you both relentlessly, but it was all in good fun. They admired the way you two interacted, the comfort and love that was so evident between you.

When the waiter came to take your orders, Emily didn’t hesitate to order for both of you, knowing exactly how you liked your food prepared. You didn’t even have to say a word, just nodding in agreement as she spoke.

After the waiter left, Emily turned back to you, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. "You okay? Not too tired, I hope."

You shook your head, smiling up at her. "Nope, I’m good. As long as I’m with you, I’m happy."

She kissed the top of your head, a simple gesture that made your heart swell. "Good. I want you to enjoy tonight."

As the evening went on, you and Emily continued to exchange little moments of affection—sharing bites of food, holding hands under the table, and occasionally leaning in to whisper something that would make the other laugh. Her teammates kept watching you both, some making playful comments, others just smiling at the way you two seemed so perfectly in sync.

At one point, you noticed one of her teammates struggling to decide what to order. Without missing a beat, you nudged Emily with your elbow, a knowing look on your face. Emily grinned, immediately catching on to your silent request.

"Hey, Aaliyah," Emily called out, "Y/N thinks you should try the chicken Alfredo. It’s her go-to when she’s feeling indecisive."

Aaliyah looked at you both with a raised eyebrow but smiled nonetheless. "You two really are in sync, huh?"

You shrugged, leaning against Emily as she draped an arm around your shoulders. "We just know each other well, I guess."

The food arrived, and as expected, Emily immediately offered you a bite of her steak, holding the fork out for you. You didn’t hesitate to lean forward and take the bite, savoring the flavor.

"Mmm, perfect as always," you said, licking your lips.

Emily chuckled, cutting another piece for herself. "You’re just saying that because it’s mine."

The playful banter continued throughout the meal, with Emily’s teammates throwing in their own comments and jokes about how you two were the epitome of relationship goals. It didn’t bother either of you; in fact, it only made you both feel more secure in what you had.

When the bill came, you reached for it out of habit, but Emily was quicker, already pulling out her wallet. "I've got it," she said firmly.

You pouted, crossing your arms. "I wanted to treat you this time."

Emily chuckled, handing the waiter her card. "Next time, darling. Tonight’s on me."

Her teammates watched this exchange with raised eyebrows, Tori speaking up again. "Seriously, you two are goals. I can’t even get my partner to text me back, and here you are fighting over who gets to pay."

You shrugged, leaning your head on Emily’s shoulder. "When you’ve found the right person, it just happens naturally."

Emily kissed your forehead, her eyes filled with warmth. "That’s right."

As the group started to gather their things to leave, Emily stood up and offered you her hand, helping you down from your chair. You smiled up at her, your height difference even more noticeable now that you were standing.

"You know, I could get used to this," you said, looping your arm through hers as you walked out of the restaurant.

Emily grinned, her voice playful. "You already have, my little love."

Her teammates walked behind you, still chuckling at the sight of you two. But all you could focus on was the warmth of Emily’s arm around you, the comfort of knowing that no matter how many years passed, you’d always have each other. Just like an old married couple—only better because this was just the beginning of your forever.

The drive home was quiet but comfortable, the city lights casting a warm glow inside the car. Emily’s hand rested on your thigh, her thumb absentmindedly rubbing small circles as she drove. You leaned your head against the window, a contented smile playing on your lips as you thought about the night.

"You know," you started, breaking the silence, "I really love nights like this."

Emily glanced over at you, her expression softening. "Me too. It’s nice to just relax and be with you without any distractions."

You nodded, feeling a surge of affection for her. "And your teammates are great. I love how they tease us, but you can tell they’re happy for us."

Emily smiled, her hand giving your thigh a gentle squeeze. "They are. They’ve seen how much happier I’ve been since we got together. You’ve been good for me, you know?"

You chuckled, reaching over to intertwine your fingers with hers. "You’re not so bad yourself, Engstler."

Emily’s laugh was warm and genuine, filling the car with a sense of peace. "Well, I’m glad you think so."

When you finally arrived home, you both moved through the familiar routine of kicking off your shoes, hanging up your coats, and heading into the living room. It was second nature at this point, the way you moved around each other with such ease, as if you’d been living together for years.

You collapsed onto the couch with a sigh, watching as Emily grabbed a couple of glasses and poured some water. She handed you one before sitting beside you, her arm naturally wrapping around your shoulders as you snuggled into her side.

"I’m really glad we did this tonight," you said, taking a sip of your water.

"Me too," Emily agreed, pressing a kiss to your temple. "I love spending time with you, even if it’s just something simple like going out to dinner."

You smiled, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. "We should do it more often. It’s nice to just be out with you, you know?"

Emily nodded, her fingers gently tracing patterns on your arm. "Absolutely. But honestly, even just sitting here with you like this is perfect to me."

You tilted your head up to look at her, your heart swelling with affection. "You’re such a sap, you know that?"

Emily laughed, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "Only for you, my love."

You couldn’t help but smile, leaning up to press a soft kiss to her lips. "Good, because I plan on keeping you around for a long time."

Emily returned the kiss, her voice filled with warmth and sincerity as she replied, "You’re stuck with me, little one. For now and forever."

As you settled back into her embrace, you realised that it didn’t matter how many years you’d been together or how many more were to come. What mattered was that you had each other, and that was more than enough.

In the quiet of your home, wrapped up in Emily’s arms, you knew that this was the kind of love that people searched for their entire lives. And you had found it, right here, in the person who made you feel like the luckiest person in the world.

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Isak speaks: Low-key surprised I wrote something this cute wtf

[barcaatthemoon]

"five more minutes." blurb with emily engstler please?

snooze || emily engstler x reader ||

"don't you dare," emily grumbled as she tightened her arms around you. it was earlier than when you'd normally get up, but you didn't see the point in laying around until emily had to get ready. she had a big game coming up, and you just wanted to prepare for the day.

"em, baby, i need to make us breakfast," you told her. usually that was the way to get her to let go of you, but today emily wasn't having that. she wanted you in her arms for as long as she could keep you.

"five more minutes," emily whined. you pouted against the skin she held you against. you tried to stay awake, but emily's embrace was too warm and comfortable. she waited until you were asleep to turn back to how she had been laying before. you were tucked securely in her arms as you laid on top of emily's body, snoring softly. "sleep tight."

[foreingersgod]

Let’s Stay Home . EE

pairing: emily engstler x reader

synopsis: just a small fic about how your girl is absolutely infatuated with you

A/N: this was a request, but i accidentally deleted it! so if you requested emily x girly!reader, this was meant for you love!

“baby, our reservation is in like 35 minutes” emily called from her seat at the edge of your shared bed “we gotta go!”

“i know, i know! im hurrying” you called back, voice muffled behind the connecting bathrooms door.

you were stowed away in the bathroom still trying to make sure your makeup and hair were flawless all while trying to pull up your dress past your thighs. it was your 2 year anniversary with emily tonight and she had made plans to take you out to a nice dinner to celebrate, but now you were about to be late because of this damn dress. it was a stunning thing, a deep blue calf length gown that hugged you just right. the neckline was a bit revealing for your taste, but was partially covered by a strip of satin that crossed the top of your breasts and cascaded off your right shoulder. it’s only downside was the stupid zipper that wouldn’t budge.

“emily can you help me get this up? and maybe help me put this necklace on? i can’t do it” you huffed, stumbling out the door as you tried to slip on your heels. a simple necklace dangled from between your fingers as you latched the strap of your shoe.

“YN” she had said, standing but not moving, biting her lip.

“what?” you pouted upon seeing her expression “is it too much? ugh, i knew i should have gone with a different dress”

“no, baby” she finally walked over to stand behind you, tattooed hands finding the zipper of the dress “you look stunning”

you smiled, relieved that she had liked it after all. “thank you”

without a response, she pulled the zipper up to the top making sure it was secure. you handed her the necklace, giving her those eyes you knew she couldn’t resist. but you didn’t have to. she would do anything you asked no matter how silly it was. emily draped the gem studded necklace around your neck, clasping it with ease.

her hands lingered on you to keep you in place. they wandered from the back of your neck to your shoulders, moving painfully slow. her touch sent shivers throughout your body. calloused hands roamed any bare spot of skin making you close your eyes in contentment. she was your weakness.

“what happened to hurrying up?” you remarked as her head dipped down, lips connecting with the skin her hands once graced.

she placed wet kisses along your soft skin, hands now falling to your torso. her finger tips teased at dangerous territory, just along the undersides of your breasts. your dressed bunched up around your hips as she grabbed at you desperately.

“mmm” she sighed, pulling you against her forcing your backside to mold into her perfectly “maybe we should stay home”

yea, let’s stay home you wanted to say. but you had been waiting for this night all week and you just wanted to spend some (rare) quality time with your girl.

“no, i really want to go” you said, forcing yourself to turn in her arms so you could face her. “you went through all that trouble for the reservation and i wanna spend time with you!”

she squeezed her eyes shut, throwing her head back dramatically. all you could muster was an eye roll as you clutched her biceps.

“plus,” you purred, making her look down at you curiously “the surprise i had for tonight would be ruined”

“surprise?” her eyebrow quirked.

you placed your hands over hers, nodding your head in conformation. she let you take full control of her as you dragged her hands down the sides of your body over the blue satin, fingers trailing over the seams. you could sense her breathe hitch in her throat when she realized. hands reaching the plump of your rear, feeling the outline of lace underwear underneath your gown.

“don’t want to spoil it do you?” you leaned in to whisper in her ear, nipping at the lobe.

“no” she croaked out, cheeks going warm with a deep scarlet “no, you’re right, let’s go”

you smiled in satisfaction, proud of your little stunt. she found the small of your back to guide you out of your room and to the car. it was easy to tell by the way she held you that she wasn’t going to end the night without that surprise.

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A/N: yay!! my first emily fic!! feedback is much appreciated :)

[ilovepaigebueckerss]

can we have emily engstler x fem but masc energy reader like- reader is always trying to hit on the girls and trying to rizz them w a masc energy (reader is TALLLL and has some muscles) and when she saw emily for the first time shes like okay im seeing you and she suddenly turns out as a pick me girl trying to get her attention 😭😭 masc energy suddenly disappears and she just wants emily (very random im sorry 💀💀💀)

just an act.

part 1/?

pairing: emily engstler x fem reader

summary: you were a pretty cocky girl. you knew you were fine and you used that as an advantage to flirt with any girl you wanted and you were pretty smooth. this all changes one night when you meet a blonde basketball player.

a/n: okay so like the dates dont match the ACTUAL game dates but js shhhh🤫🤫🤫but anywho i kinda dont like this but yeah. THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING BTW KEEP EM COMING.

word count: 1.1k

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APRIL 26TH, 1:23 AM

you were at a bar with your friend maddie, taking shots, dancing, and just having fun. you were wearing a short leather skirt with a plain white crop top. (you can imagine whatever you want) you had your hair in a half up half down style and you thought you looked pretty good.

“cmon y/n!!! lets dance” maddie yells to you

you were a few drinks in and already ready to go home. the bar was sweaty and reeked of alcohol. not to mention the loads of guys attempting to get a pass on you.

“you go ahead, i think imma get another drink.” you respond.

she nods and throws you a thumbs up as she walks toward some random dude shes probably gonna forget about tomorrow.

you head over to the bar and order yourself a drink. you noticed the bar tender was oddly attractive. long hair, a septum AND eyebrow piercing. she was wearing a white tanktop with a unbuttoned plaid button up.

one thing about you is, if you think someone is attractive you’re gonna let em know since you were pretty confident.

she came back with your drink and when you grabbed it you made sure to graze your hand against hers.

“thanks” you say.

“welcome” she responds.

“soo.. when did you get into bartending?” you asked. you mentally slapped yourself. ‘really’ you thought ‘couldn’t think of anything better..’ you judge yourself.

she chuckled at your poor attempt to start a conversation.

“2 years ago” she responds, smiling at you. “whats your name?” she asks, continuing the conversation.

“y/n, and you?”

“audrey”

you smile at her taking a sip of your drink observing her features.

“a picture lasts longer you know.” she says snapping you out of your thoughts.

“haha very funny. its not my fault theres an attractive girl standing right in front of me.” you respond slickly

you can see her facial expression changed to a flustered one. ‘im backk’ you thought.

“thanks. your pretty cute yourself” she says. you giggle at her comment “thank you” you say sweetly, still smiling.

maddie comes stumbling towards you. “y/nnn, lets go homeee” she slurs.

“oh my god, let me get her home. it was nice meeting you audrey!” you say grabbing maddie by her waist to keep her stable.

“you too.”

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APRIL 28TH, 7 AM

“morning” you say to a very sleepy maddie. she just groans in response.

“made you some food!” you say smiling big.

“thanks y/n/n” she responds tiredly. “mhm” you hum in response.

“im so excited! today is the mystics game!!” you practically yell.

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APRIL 28TH, 5 PM

you were getting ready for the game making sure to look cute because you didn’t know who you were gonna see.

your rule was ‘always look cute nm where you’re going’ (real)

you were wearing jorts and a random basketball jersey you found on amazon. (again imagine whatever you want) you had big gold hoops on and your hair in a slick back pony with a red bow to match your jersey.

“MADDIEEE” you yelled for your best friend. “LETS GO WE NEEDA MAKE TIKTOKS”

your bestfriend comes running into the room all dolled up.

“AHHHH LOOK AT YOUUUU!!” you yell “looking all fine and shittt” you hype your best friend up.

she sticks her tongue out in response. “BABY LOOK AT YOUUU” she screams.

“mwah” you say making a kissy face.

“okay lemme just put my lip combo on and we good to go” you say excitedly.

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APRIL 28TH, 6 PM

the game started at 7 but due to your best friend being extra she insisted you got there at 6.

so there y’all were at the game; early as hell.

“okay ill get us our seats, go get the snacks from the car.” you say to her. she nods in response and starts walking off to the exit door.

once you found your seats you sat down and started scrolling on your phone. you notice the players starting to come in and you feel your cheeks get hot. you didn’t realize it would be that embarrassing to be here so early.

the players wave to you and you wave back smiling big. you couldn’t help but notice one blonde with tats. she was FIONEEE and coming your way.

‘shit’ you think.

“hey! thanks for coming to our game.” she says smiling

her voice is husk and you melted just by hearing it.

“oh and i like your jersey” she says raising her eyebrows.

you look down at your jersey and see that the ‘random’ jersey you bought belonged to a fairly attractive blonde basketball player.

“oh uh, thank you.” you respond shyly. you could feel your cheeks getting hot. “and uh of course yeah uh good luck” you say a stuttering mess

“well i got to go! but it was nice meeting you..” she pauses “uh y/n” you say “y/n!” she continues.

she runs off but looks back at you “hey! stay after the game!!” she yells to you.

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TIME SKIP

the game ended and the mystics won.

you didnt mention to your bestfriend that emily told you to stay after the game.

“hey uhh, so emily engstler wanted me to stay after the game.”

maddies eyes widen “WHAT” she says shocked and then her expression changes.

“and why did you not mention this?” she asks sassily.

“i don’t know but i’m scared” you say honestly. you never had to hide your feelings from maddie.

“girl, GET UP” she yells louder than she intended. “look at youuu” she says spinning you around. you couldn’t help but smile at her antics.

“i love you” you say making a sad face. “yeah yeah now go get your girl!” she says.

“y/n!” you hear a sorta familiar voice call your name.

your knees buckled at the sound of her voice.

“hiii” you say, sounding way too excited. your cheeks get that familiar sensation.

“hey! i just wanted you to stay after the game cause your pretty cute and i was wondering if i could get your insta” she admits.

you almost fainted.

“oh yeah its ‘y/ncantstandyouhoes’” (real)

Emily chuckles after hearing your username

“well i gotta get going but ill text you okay?” she says

“yeah..”

you stand there dumbfounded trying to process what just happened.

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TIME SKIP

you got home and maddie went straight to bed so you had no one to debrief to.

you decide to just go to bed until you see a notification that makes your knees weak.

‘Emily Engstler followed you!”

[hopelesslydevoted2paige]

can you do a fic about going live with Emily Engstler? love you're writing btw bb!!! 🫶🏻

MY GIRL || EMILY ENGSTLER

summary — emily and reader go live and answer questions that lead to cute moments

pairings: emily engstler x gf!reader

word count: 443

warnings: none

authors note: my first request! thank you soo much i hope you like it 🫶

“Is this okay?” Emily leaned her phone against the water bottle.

Your face lit up. “Wait! I’ll get my phone holder. It should be somewhere in the bathroom-“ You slowly stand up but Emily was fast to wrap an arm around your waist and pull you back into her lap.

She shakes her head. “Want you here with me.” She clicked on the live button. “Oops, looks like I started it. Too late baby.” She kisses the side of your head.

You roll your eyes playfully and slide off her lap to sit in the vacant spot on the couch.

She frowns, hoping to make you feel bad. Knowing you wouldn’t budge, she decides to place her hand on your knee. Giving it gentle strokes from time to time.

“Hi guys!” You leaned forward to try and read some of the comments. “I finally convinced Em to go live for you guys.”

“Not that it took that much convincing.” She said under her breath.

You give her a playful glare before scrolling through the comments.

emilyshousewife1: YOU GUYS ARE SO CUTE IM CRYING

username18: “thank you y/n” we all say in unison

ilovewnba28: show us ur tattoos!!

“Em, someone’s asking you to show your tattoos.” You face her.

“I guess I’ll just show them the new one I got recently.” You furrowed your brows in confusion. “What new one?”

She chuckles and you couldn’t help but feel butterflies fly around in your stomach.

She leans towards the camera and holds up the loose strands of hair behind her ear. “I don’t know if you guys can see that..”

You help her hold her hair up to get a better view of the tattoo. “It’s a.. kiss mark?”

She nods and makes eye contact with you, tucking the loose strands of hair behind your ear.

“I was supposed to show you this on our 1 year anniversary.” She smiles softly. “I know how much you love to kiss that area, especially after my games. I got it because I want to be able to feel like I’m with you, even when I’m not.” It was true. Whenever you hugged her, you’d gotten used to kissing the back of her ear instead of the top of her head. One of the reasons may also be the fact that she’s a bit too tall.

You leaned into her side, tears threatening to fall down your face. “I love you.”

She wrapped her arm around your shoulder. “I love you too baby. You realize we’re still on live, right?”

The next day, both of your notifications blew up with clips and edits of the two of you.

[mysticscrystalrevelation]

Game 16 In Brief Sat, June 22 3:00pm EDT Dallas @ Washington

Starting: WASH: Atkins, Dolson, Hines-Allen, Samuelson, Vanloo (Austin hip recovery, Sykes foot injury, Edwards back injury) DAL: Howard, McCowan, Ogunbowale, Sheldon, Uzun (Sabally, Jaelyn Brown, Siegrist out)

1st Quarter Back home with McWin <3. Still no Sykes or Austin, Edwards sitting out today as well. The Wings have injuries of their own to deal with. It is good to see Natasha Howard back in business. Our second possession we find Stef early for a signature 3. Cool scoop save from Jacy Sheldon as the ball is headed out of bounds, but a replay reveals it was an unwhistled foul on Karlie. We're a little jittery here early but the Wings can't make a shot. I jinxed it—Sheldon drops a three. Engstler responds after checking in. McWin are gassing her up. Oops, we force a shot clock violation then throw it to the opponents for an unmarked 3. It's 6-8. Our on-ball defense has been excellent. Wings shot percentage is terrible in part as a result of that. JVL 3. We're on a 7-0 run and Coach Trammell calls time. Arike is struggling to mark Engstler who just hit another 3. Defense is still high intensity from us. 20-13 after 1.

2nd Quarter Nice slingy shot by Jado to open the 2nd. Shatori then gets the DREB and hits a 3. Psych it's a long 2 but our lead it now 11 :) The Wings would be wise to go after our bigs for fouls since we are seriously short-handed there. Damn, Arike heard me. 30-17. Jado steals the inbound pass after shooting free throws. DC is playing like they gave everyone free lattes but made the Wings' decaf. Nice pass from Engstler to Earl under the hoop. JVL lateral pass finds Stef with too much space and it's 3 all day. Stef misses the next try, but Engstler gets one after. We're at 44-29. The Wings are all over the place with their defense. Karlie gets in on the 3 fun. Some wisdom from Christy: "You gotta go for the things that you want or it's never going to happen." The lead is TWENTY by the way. Sheldon cuts into it with a 3. 51-34 at the half.

3rd Quarter Dallas with 4 quick points as the Stef 3 is missing at the moment, uncharacteristically. Yish 3. DC staying active blocking passes. Sheldon hits the deck after running into Stef and it's called a blocking foul even though Stef had the ball and was feeding it to JVL who made the 3. >:( Stef likes the top corner of the key—and those 2 pts give her a double-double. Dallas stringing together some good possessions with bench players in. We appear to be attempting more creative offense the last few minutes, with mixed results. This time ending in a Shatori 3. Lead is 21. Karlie slip pass inside to toss up Shatori's dime. Dallas zone is ineffective. Oh snap! Mystics games will be broadcast on radio!!! As far as I know this has never happened before. Any other teams getting radio coverage? In past years I haven't found it. Hawk-Eye has really cornered the market on replay footage (etc) across sports. McWin continue to deliver the pinnacle of live sports commentary. 73-51.

4th Quarter Arike is struggling tonight, not sure what's up. Lead remains 20 and for once it seems durable. Stef 2 and Karlie 3 and the bench is already bored with the winning lol. Howard is getting some excellent shots up. Mo, don't knock Stef to the ground like that! Stef goes and gets another 2 the other way. Karlie has another 3—she's 3 of 4. A Shatori pass is too spicy for a streaking DiDi. Emily and Kalani have a cute interaction after a flagrant foul, it's all love. Sheldon hits a 3 but the lead has strecthed to 25 for us. Make it 27, as DiDi disappears in the Dallas zone and finds the net. Sheldon goes again, however. Jade with a nice steal. Respect to Dallas, they have not displayed any frustration or chippiness despite what must be a disappointing day. We have disrupted three passes in three possessions now. 97-69 final.

Stef with a double-double. Engstler getting shoutouts from teammates for her game-leading 23 pts. We shot 48.6% as a team and limited turnoevers to 15. My favorite stat of the night is that all but 2 Mystics recorded at least 1 steal.