#kate martin

[shipmanisms]

kate martin as abby anderson....mmmmm kate martin as abby anderson....

#kate martin #iowa hawkeyes #iowa wbb #iowa #abby anderson #abby anderson smut #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson tlou #the last of us #tlou #abby tlou #I NEED THEM #GOD #LORDDD #their braids... #SOAKED. #also the mascs that look like them... #SOAKED².

[999h34rt]

can we talk about blonde basketball players?

like??? ( emily engstler is sooo underrated like why is there no fics about her )

#paige bueckers #kate martin #emile engstler #uconn #iowa #wnba #louisville

[captainmartin20]

#she looks so attractive here what the fuck

#anon request #caitlin clark #kate martin #wbb #women's basketball #iowa hawkeyes #iowa wbb #indiana fever #my gifs #fave

[meechlamajor]

literally anything for Kate Martin

Kiss and Makeup — Kate Martin x Fem!Reader

In which you and Kate have a heated argument, and you feel conflicted between your morals and feelings.

Warnings: angst (I made Kate into a little bit of a bitch I’m upset with myself for it negl) and fluff!

Author’s note: kudos to @fallofachilles for the prompt idea! + I hope you guys like the new layout I’m trying, despite the simplicity. Consider this a birthday gift from me to you guys, but for my birthday ♡!

You sit on the floor of the off-campus apartment that you share with Kate, pulling everything that Kate had just put into her suitcase out. She quite literally shoved everything in there and there was just no way that she would fit everything she needed in there. You were unsure about how she did this before meeting you.

“Babe,” you huffed. “I keep telling to you to stop waiting until the last moment to pack! You wouldn’t have to rush if you listened.”

“Okay Mom, sorry,” Kate brushed the fly aways out of her face and sat next to you.

You rolled up each item so that you could get the most out of the space in her suitcase.

“Do you have your extra pair of shoes in another bag or something?” You inquired. You’d gone through everything and they hadn’t turned up.

“No baby, they’re in our room,” Kate replied to you, but never got up.

“Go get them!” You widened your eyes, motioning to the bedroom. “Sheesh.”

Kate came back with them in hand, “I thought you were going to get them.”

You swore when you heard that your eye twitched. “Uh— why would I do that? You’re able.”

“Well… you just usually do. It’s a ‘girlfriend’ thing to do,” Kate explained, shrugging.

You chuckled, warmth spreading up the back of your neck and to your face. “So as your girlfriend I’m supposed to baby you and wait on you hand and foot?”

The room becomes tense and your heart beats in your ears. You remain patient though, trying to hear your girlfriend out.

“Well no, but I didn’t ask for you to do any of this,” Kate motions to her clothes on the floor. “It’s our normal routine. What’s the problem?”

You groan, running your hands down your face. “I do it because I want to and because I love you! I don’t have to do any of it— I could literally let you go to the airport and pay a fifty dollar fee because your luggage is overweight, but I don’t!”

Kate shoved her tongue into her cheek and crossed her arms over her chest defensively. “I don’t understand what I said wrong! Why disrupt our routine?”

“You sound like such a man,” you curse. “The problem is that I’m realizing that you don’t respect me or even value me! I know that you work so hard, so I do these things to take some of the weight off off your shoulders, and you’re not even the tiniest bit grateful!”

Kate drops her bright pink shoes onto the hardwood floors, the sound echoing through the apartment. Her eyes glance at them and then you. A staring contest goes on for thirty seconds and you chuckle bitterly before rising to your feet.

You strut toward the bedroom, grabbing your backpack.

“What are you doing?” Kate questions you, following you into the room. But, you ignore her as you raid the dresser for clothes.

You shove your clothes into the bag, not giving nearly as much care to your items as you give to Kate’s. Your toiletries lay on top. You swing the bag over your right shoulder, saving your left hand for your keychain.

“Where are you going!?” Kate continues. “You cannot be ignoring me right now. You- come on!”

“Clearly, you’ve gotten too comfortable and you seem to think that I’m your maid or something. I’m leaving and you can have fun spending a week without me.”

-

You found yourself staying with your friend Karissa for a few days. You almost went to Jada’s dorm, but there was no way that you wouldn’t end up seeing Kate there.

While you stayed with Karissa, you had some time to think. Were you babying Kate? You just thought that she might appreciate what you do for her, but she made it obvious that now it had become more of an expectation of you.

You felt conflicted. You always told yourself that you wouldn’t tolerate disrespect from anyone, including your partner. If you forgave Kate, would you basically be telling her it’s okay, I don’t mind that you disrespected me?

But at the same time, you love Kate and it hurts you to be away from her.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Karissa asked as she joined you on her plush white couch.

“Thinking about Kate,” you say.

“But, that’s literally all the time so what difference does it make?” She jokes, channel surfing.

“The difference is that I haven’t spoken to her in three days because my pride won’t let me,” you sigh. “I don’t want to give in too easy.”

“You don’t have to,” Karissa chimes. “Okay, listen. Forget about whatever lesson you’re trying to teach her, and instead just think about what you want.

Maybe it’s not about you wanting her realizing that she needs you, but it could be more about the fact that she hasn’t shown you much appreciation.”

You nod, “but, I know that she’s busy. It’s hard for her to do that stuff all of the time.”

“You’re making excuses for her now. Sure she’s busy, but aren’t you, too? You balance your classes, a job, and extracurriculars, but you still find time to show Kate how much you love her and do things that she would like, including packing her bags for her before an away game.

It doesn’t have to be elaborate it, but you do deserve to be considered. That’s all I’m saying.”

You don’t reply, but your phone vibrates at your side with a text from the girl you were just speaking of.

KATE: Will you come home, please? We should talk.

You read over the message a few times, thinking about how you might reply. Truth be told, you were tired of being apart and you did just want to go home to your girlfriend.

YOU: I’ll be there in about an hour.

You kept your text short and sweet. It definitely wouldn’t take you an hour to get there, but you wanted to give yourself some leeway.

-

With your key in hand you unlock the door to the apartment you share with Kate, and sit your bag down on the floor.

It’s eerily quiet, to which you raise your eyebrows. You stalk toward your bedroom, and are met with the sight of those faux tea candles, roses, and what seemed to be a few gifts on the bed.

The room had been decorated with balloons and a big banner that read: I LOVE YOU.

You turned to look for Kate and there she stood in the doorway, a small smile on her face, but you couldn’t move past the look of guilt in her eyes.

“What’s all this for?” You inquire, taking a deep breath.

Kate’s gaze flickers around the room in hesitation, almost like she’s doubtful of something.

“I don’t want you to think that I’m trying to butter you up so that you forgive me, but it’s time that I showed my appreciation for you.

You’re right, I did get too comfortable and I stopped thanking you. The way that I spoke to you was wrong. I love you, and what I did and lack thereof was wrong. The three days without you admittedly were hard, I forgot to do a lot of the things that you took on the responsibility of.

I’m just… sorry for not appreciating and recognizing what you do for me sooner, babe. You take so much of the weight off of my shoulders every single day, and I promise to put forth more effort when it comes to valuing you.”

Your heart nearly leapt out of your chest at her words because that’s all that you really wanted. You wanted to know that your efforts didn’t go unnoticed and that they meant something to her.

Without words you bring Kate into a hug, your arms wrapping around her neck and hers around your waist. You speak into her neck, “I won’t say that it’s okay, but I do accept your apology.”

When you both pull away she locks her lips with your own, her hands squeezing at your hips. Her lips taste like mint from the chapstick she wore. The kiss was tender and sweet— it felt different from the last ones you two had shared. There was a promise in it, one that the both of you wouldn’t break.

Your foreheads rest upon one another until Kate backs you into the bed, forcing you to sit down. She joins you at your side.

She glances at the two gift boxes, signaling for you to open them. The wrapping paper was your favorite color. The small details were always so cute to you.

You unwrap box one and open it to find some body care products like body wash and body scrub. Kate always knew how much you enjoyed self-care days. It always made you feel good inside and out.

You opened the body scrub and brought the container to your nose, “oo that’s nice!”

Kate watches as you open the other box with a smile, happy that she could make you smile again.

“Should I run you a bath?” She asks. “We can have ice cream after and watch Love Is Blind.”

“Run us a bath,” you beam. “And don’t be mad, but I watched a few episodes without you.”

Kate got up from the bed, “wouldn’t be the first time, babe.”

#meech la major #meech’s thoughts #iowawcbb #iowa wbb #kate martin x reader #kate martin my beloved #kate martin

[calicoheartz]

could you write something about being coach bluder's granddaughter but not having any interest in basketball but you show up tp practice one day to surprise your grandma and Caitlin immediately has a crush on you?

Unexpectedly Unexpected ; Caitlin Clark ⸝⸝ ♡

summary : you are coach bluders granddaughter , what happens when Iowa’s star player has a little crush on you ? 👀

wc ; 774

warnings : none

my master list ㇀♡

a/n : hey guys! so happy to be back posting my cait fics , tysm for requesting this! Enjoy ◡̈

As the granddaughter of Coach Bluder, basketball has always been a huge part of your life. The sound of dribbling balls and squeaking snickers filled your childhood, as you spent countless hours watching from the bleachers, absorbing the excitement and intensity that came with it.

But despite this, basketball never really spoke to you. Yeah you enjoyed watching it, but it never really captured your interests like it did for the rest of your family. You instead pursued other passions, carving out your own path outside of the basketball world.

Years went by, and you found yourself living your own life, one that consisted of being away from the court. You still stayed in touch with your grandma, visiting her whenever you can and keeping up with her team's achievements and progress. One day, you decided to surprise her by showing up to a team practice, something you hadn't done in years.

As you walked into the gym, you were suddenly hit by a wave of nostalgia, with the sound of sneakers hitting the squeaky gym floor and the smell of the basketballs bringing you back to your childhood, and you couldn't help but smile as you watched the team scramble across the court.

Coach Bluder soon noticed you, breaking into a wide grin and soon rushing over to you to give you a big and loving embrace. The players, who had heard so much about you, welcomed you with open arms. Incredibly grateful and eager to meet the girl their coach had spoken so fondly of.

Among the players was Caitlin Clark, Iowa’s star point guard. Her talent on the court was undeniable of course, but it was her charisma and charm that truly set her apart from the rest. When she saw you, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but be completely drawn to you. Your presence engulfing her entirely and pulling the point guard in.

Throughout practice, Caitlin could not take her eyes off of you. She watched you closely as you interacted with the other players, laughing and joking with them as if you had known them for an entire lifetime. There was something about your easy going nature that captivated her, but couldn't put it into words.

After practice, she approached you, with a nervous grin displayed across her lips. She struck up a conversation, eager to learn anything about you. As you spoke, you found yourself to be completely drawn to her as well. Her passion for the game was infectious, and the way she herself spoke about it brought you to see basketball in an entirely new light.

In the following days, the brunette had taken you under her wing as you started to frequent their practices more often. As she showed you the ins and outs of the game, and introducing you to her teammates. You found yourself spending almost all your free time with her, being drawn to her enthusiasm and passion. Despite your initial disinterest in basketball, you couldn't help in being swept up by the excitement of it all.

As your bond with Caitlin grew stronger, so did her feelings with you. She found herself falling for you in ways that she never expected. Almost kissing on numerous occasions, she finally decided to bite the bullet and ask you the anticipated question.

After a victorious win for Iowa, she again approached you with the never grin she did when the two of you first met. You had noticed that she had been acting a bit strange all day, and you were curious as to what was on her mind.

“Hey..” she said, twirling her hair between her fingers. “I was wondering if…uhm, if you'd like to go out with me sometime? Like on a date?”

You were taken aback, not expecting for Caitlin to ask you out so directly. You could feel your cheeks getting red, and your heart skipping a beat as you tried to process her words, with a small smile spreading across your face.

“I would love to,” you replied, trying your best to try and contain your excitement.

The guard let out a sigh of relief, a wide grin soon appearing across her face. “Great! How does Saturday work for you? We could maybe catch a movie and grab dinner afterwards?”

“That sounds perfect,” you said, feeling a wave of calmness and content wash over you.

You soon walked away from the gym, hand in hand with Caitlin, and you couldn't help but feel extremely grateful for a sudden turn of events. Who knew that one simple visit would lead to such an exciting and promising future?

omgggg this is sooo cute!!! I promise im gonna start posting longer / more vague fics as i do have some series’s in the works! as always, tysm for reading! 😊❤️

#wlw #wlw imagine #wcbb #caitlin clark #caitlin clark x reader #wcbb x reader #headcannons #my hcs #iowa wbb #iowa hawkeyes #kate martin #wnba draft #wnba #wnba basketball

[fragile-virgo]

i may have already posted this but idc!! they both look so good aghhh!!!! kate is so smiley and caitlin in her hat oh my

#caitlin clark #kate martin #iowa wbb #iowa hawkeyes #wbb #hawkeye #my bball gfs!

[totallyb-tchin]

Guilty as Sin?

Kate Martin x reader

Summary: Based on Taylor Swift's new song Guilty as Sin?

Warning: nsfw

You saw her basketball sitting in her grasp as it usually was. The veins in her hands popped out as she threw the ball back to caitlin. Her long slender fingers easily captivate your attention. You can’t remember what you were doing before you saw her there in all her glory. Her labored breaths from a long day of practice igniting a fire in you. The gym that had once felt freezing suddenly had you reaching to unzip your jacket. Kate had been taking over your thoughts a lot in the last couple weeks. You can’t even go to sleep without dreaming of those icy blue eyes. She has haunted your every waking thought and to say you liked it was more than an understatement. Her basketball uniform was a gift given to the world and everyday you got to see her in it felt like a miracle. The way it highlighted her frame and her long legs had you buckling at the knees. Her signature braided ponytail swinging back and forth as she dribbled the basketball that she had been holding seconds earlier. You were mesmerized by her talent. She made everything she did seem so easy, sometimes she had you thinking that you could play basketball; not that you would ever try.

You looked up to see her ocean blue eyes looking back into yours with a smirk on her face as she made a basket. You gave a shy smile back in return, placing a piece of your hair behind your ear. A fair share of stolen glances and smiles have been shared between you two. The way she managed to plague your every thought is something that should be studied. It is a serious addiction that you can't find the strength to quit. Alone at night you swear that you could feel her fingertips grasp your thighs like the ghost of what could be. The ghost of what you wanted so badly. You would think of how her lips attacked yours with a feverish need. Her fingers bunching up in your hair pulling lightly as a moan tumbles out of your lips. The way her fingers would drag down your body leaving goosebumps in her wake claiming every inch of you as her own. Her lips kissing down your neck teasingly eliciting noises you didn't even know you could make. Her labored breath as her hands rub over your clothed breasts a whine leaving your mouth at the contact. She smirks that cocky smirk you love so much. You are nothing but putty in her hands.

Her hands. Oh God, her hands. The way she pushes you against the wall one hand holding your waist and the other pressed up against the wall holding her weight up as she leans over you. She lifts your shirt over your head and throws it behind her. Her hands cupping your breast through your black bra. Her once bright blue eyes now appear dark as she looks down at you. Her knee pressing between your legs. Her lips attaching to your neck leaving bruises on every inch she can find. She taps the back of your knees signaling you to jump up as she now carries you to your bed. Her necklace hangs down over you as she sets you down, your lips now disconnecting. Her lips start to move further south as they continue their journey, bruises littering her path leading to the top of your Levi jeans. She looks up at you with that shit eating grin still plastered on her face. You lift your bottom half off the bed as she pulls your pants down off your legs. She tosses them somewhere on the other side of the room but you can't find it in yourself to care. Your hand grip the sheets beside you as her head disappears between your thighs as her hot breath fans over your black lace underwear. The sight alone elicits a pornographic moan from you. Her nails dig into you as her lips leave bruises all across your thighs. Mine she says as she looks at the art she has created a mischievous glint in her eye. You buck your hips up into her in need, hoping, wishing, and praying to anyone that will listen to you that she will give you any amount of friction. You would take any small amount of pleasure she is willing to give. She chuckles at your action as she puts on finger on yo-

“Hey are you okay?” Your friend Natalie shakes you, knocking you out of your daydream.

You look around needing a minute to ground yourself the overwhelming feeling of your need wanting all your attention. You subtly press your thighs together as you feel the growing wetness caused by an unknowing blonde. You look over at your friend, confusion and worry threaded through her expressions. You nod your head looking back over to where Kate had been to see her on the sidelines rifling through what you assume is her bag. She stands up to look at you, sending you a smile before continuing on with her practice not knowing the damage she has caused.

“I didn’t know that you knew kate” your friends said following your gaze.

You shook your head quickly stealing one last glance at Kate before turning towards the exit for the gym “I don’t.”

#womens basketball #wnba #kate martin x reader #iowa hawkeyes #iowa wbb #kate martin #wbb

[rimunagenius]

MY GOOOOODDDDD

#tumblrpost #kate martin #writers on tumblr #rimunagenius speaks #she’s so hot

[katemartinsimp]

IM SCREAMING

#kate martin #iowa hawkeyes #she is so hot #iowa wbb #screaming #abt to die #i need her so bad

[onlyvalid]

locked in 🫥

#kate martin #iowa wbb #wnba #las vegas aces

[moneymartin]

this espn mag is so cutesies

#kate martin #caitlin clark #iowa wbb

[shipmanisms]

u masc lesbians that look like abby anderson, kate martin, caroline harvey and paige bueckers wanna hmu soooo badddd. like soooooooo baddddd....

#this shit got me tripping #masc #masc lesbian #MASCS HMU #PLEASE #what the fuck do i tag this with #wlw #wlw post #paige bueckers #kate martin #abby anderson #abby anderson tlou #abby tlou #tlou #iowa wbb #iowa hawkeyes #uconn wbb #caroline harvey #kk harvey

[basketballgirly]

Chef Kate, LET HER COOOOK

Credits: @fingerslinger45

#caitlin clark #kate martin #basketball #km and cc #km #cc #cooking

[captainmartin20]

"I love you"

"I love you"

#anon request #y'all find the coolest things #I miss them dearly #gabbie marshall #kate martin #iowa hawkeyes #wbb #women's basketball #iowa wbb #my gifs #fave

[foreingersgod]

sorry i haven’t posted yesterday/today YET because i’ve been working on one of your requests for paige bueckers and it’s gonna be so good (it’s chappell roan inspired) so i promise the wait is worth it !!

#wcbb #wcbb x reader #caitlin clark x reader #caitlin clark #iowa wbb #kate martin x reader #kate martin #paige bueckers x reader #paige bueckers #foreingersgod

[lucespeaks]

heyyyy loverss

#nika muhl #kate martin #saniya rivers