#wlw vs wlw

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Best funcionario award's

Round 1 - Match 3

[theantichristpluviophile]

Growing up with a gender non conforming mother literally saved me. She never wore makeup, she rarely shaved, she had short hair, she always put comfort first when choosing clothes, she never cared for skincare or anti-aging products in fact she’s proud of her wrinkles, she was a ‘these are signs of a fulfilling life’ mother not a retinol at 15 mother, she was a ‘eat whatever you want’ mother not a ‘are you gonna eat all that?’ mother, she was openly against plastic surgery, she stood up for her beliefs, she never let men talk down to her or belittle her, she was always down for a debate etc.

It didn't dawn on me until I got older that this wasn't 'normal'. That not everyone’s mother was like that. I rarely felt pressure to conform to patriarchal gender stereotypes because I didn’t grow up with one as a role model. In fact the only times I started to feel as though I should conform to ‘femininity’ was when I started integrating more into wider society and less in the comfort of my home. (Social media, friendships etc)

When I was a kid, I took it for granted, but now I see how blessed I was to be raised by a mother like that, and I see how much my friends and women online are struggling to accept themselves in totality, in their natural and unapologetic form. Since I was born, I thought it was totally normal for women to be like that … because it should be.

[meebleagain]

season 2 caitvi posts: fully rendered paintings in immense detail, lyric captions and 5 million edits

season 2 jayvik posts: "what do you mean mo more gay" and 2 stick figures

[bunny-lovez]

The girls concidering her offer

[alpachinaaax]

Guys guys butch gambit 😔

[1-800-fantasy]

the couple goals are going crazyyyy tonight

[rigorplague]

agent south they could never make me hate you.

hai guys my life has been sooooo hectic lately but things should be clearing up soon. i’m almost completely out of stock of the charms !! (there’s only one grif left and a couple of tex and donut) you guys are awesome 🌀🌀💜💜

[ophelisstuff]

GOODLUCK CHARM | P.B x C.C x Reader

authors note : first smut ever written! Had to channel my inner freak for this one LMAO. lmk how y’all like this and feel free to request more

requested by : anon

summery : Caitlin Clark and Paige Bueckers have a little fun with their girlfriend before the Iowa vs Uconn basketball game.

word count : 1.2k

warnings : sexual themes, cursing, degrading, slightly mean Caitlin, mention of straps, mentions of uconn vs iowa 😔.

“Strip.” Caitlin demanded, startling you as she stormed into the hotel room with Paige following close behind her.

Their unexpected arrival bringing you back into reality as you expected them to be gone out longer.

With the upcoming game between Iowa and Uconn, both Paige and Caitlin had been at each others necks for the past few days.

Giving one another smart remarks and starting petty arguments about who would win. And even daring to ask which team you were rooting for.

Never feeding into the disagreements and laughing at them instead, you enjoyed the few hours of peace you had while they were both away at practice.

Though on the other hand, it seemed as if Caitlin and Paige hated being away from you for the period of time.

Numerous text’s being sent to the groupchat between the three of you. Mostly consisting of Paige and Caitlin’s nonsense while discussing how much they missed you.

“What?” You questioned, your response delayed as you were yet to register Caitlin’s words.

“You heard her, strip.” Paige told you, repeating the words that had exited Caitlin’s mouth — watching as you looked at both of them in confusion.

Nevertheless, you followed the demand. Stripping your clothes off and standing before the two of them — their eyes hungrily trailing up and down your body.

“on your back.” Paige instructed, you finding your place on the bed. Laying as the blond had instructed, watching as both your girlfriends hovered over your bare body.

“Such a good listener.” Caitlin began, her fingers running through your loose hair as she looked at Paige. “Should I get the strap?”

You laid in silence a look of desperation displayed in your face as you listened to the two talk. The urge to satisfy your heat growing in response the unexpected situation.

“No. Save it for later on tonight.” Paige told the brunette, deciding to give you a little piece of the experience. Saving the rest for after the basketball game.

Noticing your neediness, Paige moved her hand down to your pussy — clothed by the damp silk underwear. Her fingertips rubbing light circles on your clit.

Caitlin sucking on your neck, her hands tenderly squeezing your breasts — you couldn’t hold in the loose moans that’s slipped out of your mouth.

“Look at her.” Caitlin scoffed, parting ways with your neck as she looked at both you and Paige. “Barely touched her and she’s moaning like a slut”

Paige smiled at the girls words, sliding her hand into your underwear. Running a finger through your folds — being met with a familiar slick.

“Feel her Cait. Already wet for us” Paige shook her head at you, moving to the side so Caitlin could feel the slick between your folds.

Instead of slipping her hand in your underwear, Caitlin slid the fabric off of you. Absentmindedly setting it somewhere as she smirked at you.

“Look at that. All for us” Caitlin spoke, keeping your legs spread open as both she and Paige looked at your pussy like a piece of artwork.

A short whine exited your mouth, growing desperate for either one of their touches. Wanting to feel something that would take the ache away.

“Needy brat.” Caitlin scolded, grabbing your legs and pulling you closer to her — on her knees as she sat face to face with your pussy.

Paige on the bed beside you, fully clothed as her teeth unexpectedly tugged at your nipples. Causing a gasp to exit your mouth in return.

“Keep her still” Caitlin instructed Paige — who gave no answer due to attacking your breasts with her mouth.

Aware of how squirmy you happened to be when getting ate out. The girls often took turns holding the upper part of your body down.

Rolling her eyes, the brunette licked a stripe of your pussy. Watching as you squirmed beneath her, the girl couldn’t help but smirk.

Spitting on your pussy, Caitlin dove in — her tongue sliding over every aching area that you wanted to be touched.

“Caitlin!” You yelled, a string of moans immediately exiting your mouth, Paige’s assault on your breasts making the moans louder.

Unable to fight the pleasure, you tried to hold the moans in. Aware that your hotel neighbors could be in their room — you tried to be quiet out of respect for them.

“Bet no one makes her feel as good as we do” Paige confidently spoke, watching as Caitlin stopped eating you out — lining two fingers up with your entrance.

“I know, and she knows that shit too” Caitlin slowly slid her fingers in glaring at you. Your eyes shut, allowing moans to flow out.

“Look at her, it’s pathetic” Paige said, placing her fingers back on your clit to rub rapid paced circles on the sensitive area.

Slipping her fingers out and slipping them back in, Caitlin pumped her digits in and out of you — meeting Paige’s pace.

Sitting up using your elbows as support, you tried to look at your girlfriends — close to a release that you’d been craving.

“I’m gonna cum!” You announced through a moan, though most the pleasure had slowed down as soon as you did.

“Who’s pussy is this.” Caitlin asked you — Paige beginning to slow down the action on your clit to hear the answer.

Their eyes set on you, almost as if they were daring you to say the wrong answer. Though in the moment, all you wanted was the release you’d been waiting for.

“It’s yours, all for you and Paige!” You spoke nearly immediately, satisfied once the rapid paces had resumed.

Your legs beginning to rapidly shake, a tight knot began to form in your stomach. A throaty moan exiting your mouth as you were met with your release.

“There we go” Paige muttered as both of the girl’s removed their hands from your pussy to gaze at you — out of breath from the orgasm.

“That’s nothing. Just wait until the games over.” Caitlin told you as Paige laughed — the brunette walking into the bathroom to grab a rag to wipe you off with.

“We’ll have to see who our good luck charm’s gonna help win first” Paige reminded Caitlin who rolled her eyes in response — chuckling as she immediately replied

“Yeah, which will be iowa” She looked at you with a grin on her face. “Isn’t that right baby?”

“No, don’t agree with her.” Paige jumped in immediately, setting a pair of lounge clothes that came from your suitcase on the bed. “Everyone knows Uconn is winning this time.

“Oh yeah. and Who told you that — your delousins?” Caitlin replied to her girlfriend, an unwavering smirk on her face as she knew how to get under Paige’s skin.

“You know what. I’m gonna-” Paige began, a threat nearly coming out of her mouth before being silence by you.

“Both of you, shut up and stop acting like toddlers!” You scolded your girlfriends, who immediately dropped the disagreement and moved on as if it were nothing.

[calicoheartz]

I'm absolutely craving paige x fem!wbbp 😭 What about them playing a game together and a player on the opposing team gets hands with reader and paige gets jealous 👀

-🦢

𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒 ; 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐆𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐒

꣑୧ — summary | basically the prompt !! (ilysm anon) 💤

wc ; 568

— warnings | lowkey superrr suggestive , jealousy , possessiveness , usage of foul language & mature themes

my master list ㇀♡

a/n : lowkey living for jealous paige x reader , will deff have to write more in the future 🫠 tysm for requesting anon & enjoy !

The are a is packed, the sound of sneakers squeaking on the court and the echo of the crowd’s cheers filling the air. You’re playing alongside your girlfriend, paige, in a heated basketball game. It’s a close match, and both teams are giving it their all.

During a particularly intense play, you’re driving to the basket when an opposing player aggressively tries to block your path. She ends up getting a little too physical, her hands lingering on you longer than necessary, and you can sense her attempts to rattle you. Her hand trails down your back, fingers pressing into your skin, and she whispers something in your ear, a sly grin on her face.

You manage to shake her off and make a successful shot, but not without feeling a surge of annoyance at her overly familiar touch. As you jog back to your side of the court, you catch sight of Paige, her eyes dark and narrowed as she watches the interaction.

Paige is known for her calm demeanor on the court, but you can see the flash of jealousy in her eyes. The next time the opposing player gets near you, Paige steps in, her body language protective and her tone icy as she addresses the player.

“Watch it,” Paige says, her voice low but dripping with menace. “Keep your hands to yourself.”

The player smirks, unfazed, and you feel her eyes on you even more intently. Paige makes sure to stick close to you for the rest of the game, her presence a constant reminder that you’re not alone. She brushes against you more often than necessary, her touches lingering, her fingers grazing your arm, your back, as if staking her claim.

After the game, which your team wins, you can feel Paige’s eyes on you as you head towards the locker room. She catches up to you, her hand gently but firmly grabbing yours and pulling you aside into a quiet corner.

“Are you okay?” she asks, her voice softening as she looks at you with concern, but there’s an edge to it, a possessive note that sends a thrill through you.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” you assure her, a smile tugging at your lips. “Thanks for stepping in.”

Paige’s expression relaxes, and she leans in, her forehead resting against yours. “No one messes with my girl,” she murmurs, her breath warm against your lips.

You laugh softly, giving her a quick kiss. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Paige’s eyes darken with desire as she pulls you closer, her hands roaming over your back, her lips brushing against your ear. “You’re mine,” she whispers, her voice husky. “And I don’t like sharing.”

You shiver at her words, your body responding to her touch. “Prove it,” you challenge, your voice low and teasing.

Paige’s lips crash against yours, the kiss intense and possessive, her hands gripping your hips. She presses you against the wall, her body firm against yours, leaving no doubt about who you belong to. The intensity of the moment makes you dizzy, your heart racing as you kiss her back just as fiercely.

When you finally pull away, breathless and flushed, Paige’s eyes are filled with a mixture of love and possessiveness. “You’re mine,” she repeats, her voice softer but no less determined.

“Always,” you whisper back, wrapping your arms around her neck, feeling the steady beat of her heart against yours.

just possessive and jealous paige for all my touch starved lesbians 😇

[feketeribizli]

first post of 2024 is cars posting 🫡

[bruciemilf]

Matt Reeves has the potential to give us the funniest comedic duo with Martinez and Bruce.

Martinez, bored out of his mind, sipping on his Barbie ice coffee: Gun to your head, would you rather kiss Joker or Riddler?

Bruce, who wanted a barbie drink too but was too awkward to order: Gun to my head? Pull the trigger

Martinez: wh E E Z E

[hcsiqs]

Please I’m dying for some Morgan fluff of any sorts ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️

| now that you know me so well

• pairing: morgan cheli x teammate!reader

• summary: morgan realizes she has a crush on you and doesn’t know how to go about it without freaking out

• warnings: kinda soft angst to fluff??? im not sure

yes yes i love morgan

The whole team had gotten tickets to go see A Boogie in concert, so that’s how Morgan found herself in your passenger seat. You could tell something was off with her as she fiddled with the glasses that she had resting on her head. She kept taking them off her head and then would put them back on, pulling her phone out to look at herself every couple of seconds.

To you, it almost seemed like she was nervous. You weren’t sure about what, but she definitely wasn’t acting her normal bubbly self.

As soon as Morgan arrived in Connecticut the two of you hit it off immediately. You were a sophomore at UConn compared to her being a freshman, so when you had heard about her possibly committing last year, you watched all her high school highlights that you could find and immediately loved how she played the game.

The fact that she’s amazing at getting rebounds was the first thing you noticed watching her play. It honestly got you so excited for her to be playing with UConn because well, the team isn’t the best at getting rebounds. And then when she got here and was one of the sweetest most out going people you ever, you were even more excited for the year ahead.

You spent most of your time around her, just helping her out around campus here and there when she needed it, like finding the gym or cafeteria. And over those small interactions you two grew close. Which meant you had learned how she acts when she’s nervous or somethings bothering her.

“Everything good?” You asked, taking your attention away from the road for a quick second to look at the girl beside you. You took removed your right hand from the steering wheel and placed it on her leg, hoping it would calm down whatever nerves she was feeling.

But that action only seemed to up her nerves, “Oh, yeah, yeah, I’m good,” she nodded her head quickly up and down before retracting her leg from your hand as she crossed it over her other leg. You then moved your hand away from her, it finding the back of your neck as you rubbed it awkwardly.

“Ok,” you respond before placing your hand back on the wheel.

The rest of the drive was pretty silent besides A Boogie playing from the car. Then as soon as you parked she immediately got out of the car and found her way over to Aubrey. You didn’t miss the way the 6’1 grad student looked at you before going back to her conversation with Morgan.

You then found yourself getting nervous. Trying to think of ways you could’ve possibly fucked up and made Morgan not like you anymore.

As the team entered the venue, you turned your cap backwards so that the rim wouldn’t be in your face all night. And then several people headed to the concessions to get drinks, one of those people being Morgan, so obviously you followed.

But Morgan seemed to be in a non-stop conversation with Aubrey until it was her turn to order her drink. You noticed how Morgan was avoiding eye contact as she went on her phone, but then it was her time to order. You immediately stepped up beside her, making her eyebrows furrow in confusion. “I got it,” you nudged your head to the server as you placed your hand on the small of her back that was exposed due to the crop top she was sporting. “Whatcha want?”

“Um Dr. Pepper,” she gave an awkward smile.

“Two Dr. Peppers please,” you smiled at the server, your hand still resting on her back. You then handed them your card before receiving the two drinks. Before you got the chance to hand Morgan hers, she was fishing for her wallet in her pants to try and pay you back. “Chill Mo, it’s just a drink,” you laughed, guiding the two of you to your seats with the rest of the team.

The concert was fun, with Paige getting recognized every five seconds and as well just being together with everyone on the team. But once the concert came to a close and due to Paige’s popularity, the team found themselves shooting basketballs with A Boogie in some random parking lot. You decided that this would be a good time to talk to Morgan and ask if you had done something because if it went badly, no one would be paying attention.

“Can I talk to you?” You bent down to whisper in Morgan’s ear, your fingertips lingering on her back. From how close you two were, you could hear her take in a deep breath before nodding her head yes. You then took her to a quieter area, away from everyone yelling. You let out a deep breath before shoving your hands in your oversized jeans, “Did I do something? I-I just feel like I did. And if I did something to make you uncomfortable I’m really sorry,” you began rambling, your eyes searching Morgan’s for any indication of what you had done.

“No, no,” she immediately shut you down. “You didn’t do anything,” she reassured you. She brought her hands up to her hair parting the back of it before laying it down against her chest. “I—um,” she started to talk but it was evident how nervous she was.

“Oh,” you nodded, still trying to figure out why she had been acting so weird around you lately. “Are you sure? I just feel like you’ve been acting different towards me lately.”

Morgan sucked her teeth and then started biting the inside of her cheeks, too scared to say what she was thinking. The truth was that she had gained a crush on you and suddenly didn’t know how to act around you and she most definitely thought she was doing better at covering it up.

She opened her mouth before closing it right back, trying to find the words. You just let the silence fall between you as you could see the wheels turning in her head.

“Um, so, I think I like you, an-and it freaks me out because now I don’t know what to do or say or anything. And I know you probably don’t like me like that so yeah,” she spoke quickly, the embarrassment taking over her cheeks in a red flush.

You couldn’t help but smile at her. The way she was so nervous to tell, but you could also feel your heart smiling at her confession.

“Just forget I said anything,” her eyes were trained on her feet as she tried walking back to the group, but you stopped her with your arm and pulled her back in front of you.

“I like you too,” you smiled, your hand coming up to her face and cupping her jaw. “Like a lot,” you laughed before bringing her into a sweet and short kiss.

“Really?” her brown eyes sparkled as looked into yours, her cheeks now pink from the soft kiss.

“Mhm,” you nodded with a big stupid smile on your lips. Your lips met hers again, but now her hands came to your head pulling you in deeper, also causing your hat to fall off from her hands pulling on it. You both let out a laugh as it hit the floor, and once you pulled back you picked the hat up and placed it on the freshman’s head. “You look cute.”

“Not cuter than you,” she replied, her hands coming up to the hat on her head.

allie’s corner

i love me some cheli cheli

[viceandmature]

A sexy phase

[my-world-my-stories]

Cuddle times with you big GF that's just an overgrown, murderous house cat with scales and big teeth. The purring is a bonus.

[1-800-fantasy]

hard launch…

[radical-lizardo]

:3