➜ summary: surprising paige when she needs you most
➜ warnings: fluff (thats about it!) || not proofread!
➜ pairing: paige x long distance gf
➜ authors note: did we appreciate the donnie darko reference? anyways, here’s some fluff that i wrote this morning. i hope y’all enjoy!! also, feel free to ask if you want to be mentioned when i post something!!
three weeks, twenty eight days, six hours, fourty two minutes, and twelve seconds. that was how long it had been since paige bueckers had seen her girlfriend and she was going crazy. the longest she had ever gone without you was maybe four days, mind you, at the VERY BEGINNING of your relationship but once you guys hit the 2 month mark, she was hooked. her behavior was that of a codependent puppy. she refused to be without you for five days at most. christmas breaks? she booked you flights to and from your hometown and minnesota. during the summer of your junior year, her parents weren’t surprised when she brought you with her. you were an extension of her and during long periods of time, she didn’t know what to do without you which just made going to the wings impossible. well, not really. she was so excited that she didn’t even realize she would be leaving you until she found herself in your car, driving her to the airport. you helped her get her bags from the back but she was almost in a trance. she had tried to convince you to go with her (multiple times) but you couldn’t. there was too much school stuff, too much job stuff, and too much family stuff that just had to come first. “but mama, i promise it’ll only be for a few days.” she begged, practically on her knees. “im sorry, baby” you whispered, placing a kiss to her head and waving her goodbye. luckily for paige, she was able to immerse herself in basketball so well that she didn’t have the time to think about how far away you were. she didnt have time to mope or be lost without you.
until she did.
it was out of the blue, really. she was at a game when she saw someone who resembled you sitting courtside and it hurt. sure, she had facetimed you almost every hour of every day which helped enough but seeing someone who looked so much like you IN PERSON broke her. she felt herself succumbing to the loneliness of missing you again and everyone could see how badly it affected her. maddy noticed first, seeing how paige began to sulk. dijonai saw it in her fake smiles and forced laughs so she knew she had to take action to help out her rookie. you were sitting in your room, organizing your clothes to go back to your home state when you got a call from nai. she practically begged you to come to dallas, claiming she would get you anything you wanted and do your bidding for the rest of her life if it meant you come to surprise paige. all it took was one photo of her looking absolutely miserable for you to get on the next flight to dallas.
when you stepped into the arena, the noise was deafening. it was littered with people wearing her number on their backs and waiting for the team to start their warmups. dijonai offered for you to go into the locker room to surprise paige but you didn’t want to throw her off her game so you waited. you sat somewhere in the crowd, watching your girl play. she was even better in person than you remembered. during halftime, you got a text asking why your location was off which you ignored. then she called you. you sighed and found a quiet(ish) space to answer. “where are you? why is your location off?” she begged, clearly worried and upset by this. you sighed and glanced around. “i’m- at a club. with some friends. and i turned off my location so my parents couldn’t see?” you weren’t sure how convincing that was. probably not convincing at all because of how your voice wavered and sounded more like a question than an answer. paige huffed and you could almost see her pout. god, you wanted to see her… but you had to wait. “i dont believe you” she whined, growing more anxious. “just keep playing, baby. you’re doing so good.” “youre watching my game from the club?” “shut up.” you hung up with a small smile, returning to your seat. the wings were up 75-71 and you were cheering your heart out for your girlfriend. she was on fire. after the game (with a wings w), paige went into the locker room by dijonai waited for you. she watched as you rushed down to the court and then led you to the teams exit area. she told you to wait there, making a comment about how happy paige would be.
about fifteen minutes later, the players started filing out, some of them recognizing you from the numerous photos paige had shown them. nai tapped your shoulder and whispered, “she’s coming out now.” you smiled and nodded, beyond ready to see your girl. you hadn’t seen her in person for so long and god, she looked good. better, close up. her muscular ar,s were protruding through her shirt and it made you want to be wrapped in her. you quickly went back to your spot behind the wall and waited for paige to walk by, waiting until her back was to you before calling, “p! can i have your autograph?”
her heart skipped a beat and she didnt hesitate to turn around, her eyes wide and so beautifully blue. she blinked a few times before it actually registered that you were there. her girlfriend was there. it took maybe less than three seconds for her to tackle you in a hug, the both of you falling on the ground. her teammates took pictures and videos, gushing over how cute you two were but she drowned them out. the only thing that mattered was you. paige nuzzled her face in your neck, not even caring that you two were on the ground. “i missed you so much,” she whispered, hugging you tighter, “don’t ever leave.” you laughed and hugged her back just as tight before helping her to stand up but she wouldn’t budge. “baby, you have to get off the floor,” you laughed, amused and touched by her childish behavior. she huffed and stood up before clinging to your arm again, looking at you like you hung the moon.
later, you two sat on her couch in the quiet of her apartment. there were no distractions, no teammates, no schedules. just you and her, and the weight of all those days apart. paige leaned her head on your shoulder and whispered, “i didn’t realize how much i needed you.” you smiled and kissed her temple, holding her tight. “i’m here,” you promised, “i’m not going anywhere.” she smiled back and kissed your lips gently.
the way you two were wrapped in each other reminded you that even in the reality of distance, what you had was real and nothing could change it.
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content ⟢ mainly fluff, some suggestive themes in anthony's part but no smut.
serenity says ໒꒱ i added juju watkins bc i love her like... that's bae fr fr. i also think therapy worked a bit because the obsession i had with jj redick was concerning
juju watkins |
she is a matching fienddd omg. before, she used to think those couples who matched all the time were corny asf. now? she acts all nonchalant abt it, even though it gets her all giddy inside, but she'll never say that out loud. it starts with juju "casually" handing you a hoodie and sweatpants set that looks suspiciously similar to hers and say, "there was a buy one get one free sale." mhm, okay... suddenly y'all are wearing matching bracelets, the same shoes, same nail designs but different colors, and when you got braids in somehow she does too? atp y'all are the same person, just different fonts.
paige bueckers |
loves to leave her stuff around your place. it’s not that she’s worried that you’re bringing other ppl around and wants to scare them away, but she lovess the thought of her being around even when she’s really not. whenever she’s on away games, she knows you won’t forget about her because her toothbrush is on the counter of your sink, her fav hoodie on ur bed, uconn and wings merch scattered around your apartment, and that damn ipad charging somewhere!! and don’t get her started with those polaroids. she’ll take 50 of pictures and play hide n seek with them. you found one in your fridge once. trust and believe she’s going nowhere. you like it that way anyways.
wemby |
i saw a pic on pinterest talking abt him being an npc and lowkey, i can imagine him hitting this 🧍🏽♂️pose like a npc all the time. you could literally be in the bathroom, calmly doing ur makeup and he comes in, standing straight while staring down at you. no words spoken, just watching. considering he’s 7’3, it’s a bit more scary because this random french guy is basically looming over you without saying a word? when really, he’s admiring you and thinking, “wow my gf is so pretty 🥰 i love her so much!”
luka doncic |
luka still gets shy and blushes a lot around you— you could be married to him for 10 years straight and somehow, his face still flushes bright red when you tease him, call him handsome or some random petname, hold his hand, kiss him, etc. or when ever you appear, he gets all smiley, all 32 and gums showing mind you…if you call him out on it, he’ll brush it off and act like it’s nothing. it’s not. he’s really whipped btw.
jared mccain |
lowkey a secret therapist?? he is so in tune w/ ur emotions and feelings that it confuses you sometimes. you’ll be unaware you’re acting different— maybe you place a bottle of water down harder than usual and jared’s like, “mhm, yeah, you’re having a bad day aren’t you?” how does he always know??mcthat’s a secret he’ll never tell. but anyways, he gives the best advice. he’ll sit you down, bring a bunch of blankets, snacks, hugs, and hits you with that “so what happened today? how did that make you feel? should we try some breathing exercises?” if you’re looking for comfort or want to rant instead, he’s prepared for that as well. now if you want him to be mad with you? say less cuz he’s ready to cuss somebody out too!
steph curry |
great photographer, but gives superr facebook mom vibes. if you’re on vacation and you ask him to snap a pic of you, he’s making sure he gets a good background set up, makes you do 50 different poses, and says “just like that sweetie! remember to smile! now look off into the distance! justtt like that, yep!” you can complain all you want, but steph will make sure this camera captures your your beauty! btw he also posts it everywhere. seriously, even in a gc with his friends, he’ll show u off all proud like, “that’s my girl y’all!! always looking good!!”
jimmy butler |
thinks he's the funniest person on earth (he is but don't tell him that bc his ego will inflate too much.) dies laughing after he says something like, "that's what she said" or a random deez nuts joke. it's never that funny but the way jimmy reacts after saying it makes it funnier than it really is. jimmy gets so proud of himself the second he makes you laugh— genuinely starts considering becoming a stand up comedian... sure, babe!
nikola jokic |
the most helpful person ever, but acts like he doesn’t want to help if that makes sense?? you’ll ask him to bring you a cup of water and he’s like, "okay... 😐" but will bring back a full cup with the right amount of ice and a slice of lemon. if you offer to do it yourself instead, he is so quick to say no!! deep down, he loves helping you in whatever way he can. so absolutely not, don’t even think about lifting a single finger. never tries to make you feel bad about it, he's just a lil sassy.
anthony edwards |
always wants a kiss!! he will literally hold you at gunpoint until you give him one. it’s that serious. you could be late for an appointment, damn near rushing out the door, and he’ll stop you saying, “damn i can’t get no kiss goodbye? c’mere ma,” then kisses you like it’s his last day on earth. do not give in!! next thing you know, you’re making out and he’s about to carry you back to bed. go ahead and reschedule, because you’re gonna be late. even if he says, “just 5 minutes, i promise.”
austin reaves |
austin does not play about his playlists!! he has one for when he’s feeling sad, feeling good, warmup playlist, car playlist, and the one he shares with you. honestly, he’s probably more of a rock, country, and rap guy. if you have completely different taste in music than him, at first he would tolerate listening to it. now? it doesn’t matter if it’s hyperpop, metal, or music in another language — he’s vibing along with you! is he a singer? absolutely not, but he tries. and with his country accent, it’s the cutest thing ever. as long as you ignore his voice cracks.
jj redick |
i saw a vid about how he’s a huge lego nerd and i cannot stop thinking about it!! i’m sure y’all would have lego date nights— dinner with a glass of wine while you build ridiculously intricate lego sets together. sometimes, you’ll even have competitions to see who can finish a set first (somehow he wins every time??). i feel like he’s one of those really talented people who can make anything out of random legos too, so he’ll probably build a bouquet of flowers or your favorite character. a little wonky looking maybe, but it means so much because it’s from him. i know in my heart y’all have tiny lego versions of yourselves attached to your keys.
ill give u a lil sum to work w: she definitely curses in croatian when shes angry (or horny but)
❝ 𝓑ut im your 𝓑estfriend ❞
pairing ! n. mühl x fem!reader
warnings fluff & smut, cheating, nahiem mentioned, childhood!bsfs, oral sex mentioned (r!recieving), jealous nika & reader, jealousy sex, public sex, manhandling mentioned., fluff is cutie.
summary hcs with bsf!nika
note hihi ok so im back , @mochelisgf helped + gc
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ok so boom, you and nika met in team usa days through paige because y'all had to play against eachother
'paige im telling you, your teammate is really pretty', nika said making paige side eye her. 'she literally body slammed you for the ball.'
'so?' was all nika said
so after the game incident paige finally introduced yall. you weren't so sure because she was on the opposite team but yall instantly clicked when you complimented her Croatian accent.
you and nika were inseparable, from late night runs to the store, practing together, cuddling, secret kisses
the two of you even both committed to UConn because neither of yall wanted to be apart from eachother for a second
this inseperablness (this isnt a word sh) caused you to be jealous the second she started dating nahiem.
'for the last time im sorry i didnt tell you sooner', nika said sighing as you contiued to sulk to yourself. 'it just hurts nika.
the moment you said that all downfall happened to her plans with nahiem.
nahiem asked her on a date but you were upset about it? plans immediately cancelled. got your heart broken? nahiem didnt even exist. sick? you get it at this point.
miss nika “I have a bf but id drop him for my bffie that id drop my life for” muhl
your attitude towards nika and nahiem changed the moment you got a girlfriend
like i mentioned earlier those secret kisses yall used to label as friendly unlocked something so much more
the moment nika found out about your girlfriend she finally snapped. everytime she seen you even interact with your girlfriend she would glare at the poor girl like she killed her cat.
'nika your glaring holes into amya's head' azzi texted nika
'idc. she's being to touchy with (reader)
nika never did anything about Amya, mainly sticking with nahiem and distancing herself from you until.
"niks why are you ignoring me", you finally snapped the second Nika opened her door to her dorm. "No reason i just wanted a-" "no nika there is a reason please talk to me."
𝓢mut ::
that 'talk' ended with you laid out on her bed, a moaning mess getting fucked by your bestfriend. this wasn't (was) on your bingo card
"mmph- niks", you moaned out as your grasp on her hair was tight and your moans were loud and dirty. you could barely hear what Nika mumbled against you, it sounded like Croatian like 'jebi te dobar ukus'. The vibration of her words made your moans sloppier as she drew you to edge. the moment you cummed all thoughts of your 'girlfriend' and nahiem was washed away and filled with Nika (like always)
after that day like i said everything shifted with Nahiem and Nika. her constant blow offs from him became way more constant.
nika definitely always rooms with you for away games for late night talks or before game quickies
one birthday and team dinner changed everything though.
on your birthday Nika bought you a bunch of gifts; one being pink lacy vibrating panties. you were unsure of them first but she assured you to keep them
fast forward to a team dinner. you and nika were getting ready together when she handed you the vibrating panties that were in your drawl.
sitting through the dinner felt like walking on legos. one step and you would be screaming in pain. it didn't help that you were trying to eat meanwhile the vibrator attached to your underwear was on the second highest. every buzz made you squirm making nika proud as she spoke to the team oh so casually while you were fighting for your life. the moment you felt like you were gonna cum with one button she turned the vibrator off. leaving you needy. but she texted you.
'your not cumming again that easy, not until you leave that shitty ass girlfriend.'
after that dinner Nika left you on the edge
no touching, not even a single look that'd make her fold.
it made you feel overwhelmed, made your mind scrambled during practice. your brain was fucked out and gone.
summary - when azzi fudd reveals she's in need of accounting help via tiktok live, you decide to test your luck and slide into azzi’s dm’s offering to be her tutor. what you thought would be perhaps 2 or 3 tutoring sessions, turned into late night texting, coffee runs together, and the start of something you could only ever dream of.
pairing - azzi fudd x tutor!reader
contents - not so slowburn but still got some slowburn, tension is thick, azzi flirting—reader gets flustered a lot, don’t be fooled they are both shy and nervous at the end of the day, drinking, smut (maybe later on), so much fluff. author doesn't even know what accounting is. google is authors best friend. any accounting related talk was googled. author has absolute dogshit writing. author shouldn't even be writing this cause shes horrible at anything math related. author is a student who should be doing her missing assignments but instead is writing fan fiction about someone doing their work on tumblr. my first language isn’t english so please dont mind my mediocre writing this is just for fun!! i write in first person i apologize </3 i’ll work on like 2nd and 3rd pov i promise!!!
notes - hi i love azzi fudd and i hope you do too
wc - 2k
chapter one - (you’re here) chapter two
lowercase intended!!! (i have my caps lock thing off and i hate using capital letters lol)
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I had never been much of a basketball fan, but attending uconn made it inevitable to not know at least the players on the team—and with their sudden rise in popularity, it was impossible not to be invested and learn the basics of the sport.
that’s how i found myself on kk arnolds tiktok live. she was in the dorms with her teammates arguing about nonsense—and reviewing crumbl cookie. after a few minutes of staring at my wall i brought my attention back to my ipad screen as someone entered the room, azzi fudd.
i watched as she walked in, baggy shirt—loose shorts, immediately moving off screen. but after about a few seconds i could hear her voice faintly in the background.
”ask the live if anyone can tutor me in accounting.”
my eyes immediately locked onto my ipad screen once again, my breath catching in my throat. as kk started talking to the chat asking for an accounting tutor i searched for my phone frantically, the live on my ipad fading into background noise as i clicked on instagram. i looked for azzi’s account and wasted no time in dm’ing her.
hey! i came across your teammates live on my fyp and saw you were looking for an accounting tutor? i go to uconn and i would say i’m pretty good at accounting lol lmk if you’re down for a tutoring session?
i bit my lip nervously—i mean theres no way out of everyone who’s probably doing the same thing as i am, im going to get a response, right?
just when i thought i should unsend the message and save myself the embarrassment—i heard azzi’s voice making me turn to my ipad once again.
“someone messaged me! said she goes to uconn and is pretty good at accounting—should i respond?” my heart stopped. was she talking about me?
“who is it?” her teammate, paige asked her. after a few taps in the background azzi said the instagram handle outloud.
my instagram handle.
oh my god. my hands started to shake hearing my username come out of her mouth.
paige grabbed azzi’s phone and started tapping and scrolling, i assumed she was looking through my account. after a minute or so paige hummed handing the phone back to azzi.
“seems legit—give her a shot.” paige said with a shrug. before i could even process what had just happened my phone dinged with a message.
hi! id totally be down when are you free?
i stared in shock not actually believing that i had gotten a response. i blink a few times trying to process the fact that azzi fudd responded to my dm.
i shake my head snapping myself back into reality as i think of what to write back.
ill be free tomorrow if that works with you?
just as i was about to turn my phone off, i got a reply within seconds.
tomorrows great. where do you want me to meet you?
i contemplated on my answer before going with the safest option.
study hall?
within seconds i got an answer.
study hall it is, wanna meet at around 5?
sure! see you then.
see ya!
holy shit. was i dreaming? theres no way azzi fudd wants me to tutor her. after letting the shock settle i stood up grabbing everything i was gonna need.
sure we’re meeting tomorrow—but theres no harm in preparing early. i wanna make sure i make a good impression and dont embarrass myself infront of her.
i grabbed my laptop and a few more things i might need storing them in my backpack. i zipped it up and placed it on my chair as i returned to my bed.
nothing else was brought up about azzi so i decided to call it a night. i had a few classes the next day, nothing too hard—i won't be exhausted by the time five o'clock rolls around.
i put my devices on the chargers and laid down on my back staring at the ceiling. i fidgeted with my fingers, unable to be calm.
i turned to my side—then five minutes later i turned again. i kept tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
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i woke up to the jarring sound of my alarm beeping in my ear. i groaned reaching over to my night stand turning it off.
i peeled my eyes open trying to blink the tiredness away. my roommate was gone—her bed made, i looked at the time 10:54 i sighed sitting up. my roommate—jess—was already in her class.
my first class wasn't till 11:30 so i had quite some time to get ready.
i rolled out of bed grabbing the first pair of sweatpants and t shirt i saw. i quickly put it on walking over to my mirror to adjust my outfit.
grey sweatpants sitting low on my hips, accompanied by a baggy black t-shirt. i shrugged my shoulders as i put on my converse—not like i was trying to impress anybody.
i grabbed my backpack from the place i had left it last night as i grabbed my airpods. i looked in the mirror one last time making sure i at least looked half decent, and headed out.
i walked through campus to head to my next class—music filling my ears from my airpods. once making it to my class i sat down pulling out my macbook. i tried to pay attention to what the professor was saying but no matter how hard i seemed to try, i couldn't get my mind off of a certain curly haired girl.
i sighed looking at my watch, seeing it was only 11:58. I rested my head in my hand opening my journal as i began to doodle absentmindedly. i only zoned back in when the professor announced the end of class. I sit up in my seat as i close my journal without paying any mind to what i was drawing. I stuff everything into my backpack and quickly head out.
I checked my watch once again. 12:34. Four hours and twenty-six minutes left. i could feel my heart beating faster at the thought of it. Yeah, it’s just a tutoring session, but i’m tutoring the azzi fudd. how could i not be nervous?
i headed to my next class which, thankfully, was not far. i entered the lecture hall and sat down in my seat repeating the same process of bringing out my computer and journal. maybe i should just not think about it too hard. it’s going to be a quick and easy session and that's it.
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my class ended a while ago and the clock now read 4:56. i hurried my way to the study hall trying not to be late. Upon seeing the building i picked up my pace arriving just in time.
i walked in and looked around for an empty table.
as i looked around i saw a familiar face, azzi. i straightened up my posture as she noticed me and waved. I waved back, breaking myself out of a trance as i smiled and walked towards her. i sat down across from her.
“hi, it's nice to meet you.” i greeted her with a smile as i told her my name, to which she reciprocated my smile.
“i’m azzi, thank you so much for doing this, truly.” we made eye contact, unable to take my eyes off of her. i smiled shyly, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear as i looked at her computer.
“yeah, no problem. i’m happy to help” unable to hide my smile. i opted for avoiding eye contact.
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The time read 6:14 p.m when we finished going over what she was struggling with. we both packed up our things and cleaned up our table.
“thank you so much again, you’re a life saver.”
I gave her a warm smile. “Its really no problem, i'm happy to help.”
“hopefully i was able to help you out a bit, if you need anything else—-anything at all, just send me a text.” i grabbed my backpack, slinging it over one shoulder.
we parted ways and i make my way to my car, opening the backseat to place my backpack. I close the door, get into the driver's seat, and turn on my car.
i drove to dairy queen craving a burger and a blizzard. once i parked i walked inside, the place pretty empty besides the occasional uconn student here and there and the few people waiting in line to order.
i walked to the shorter line with two people in front of me. i scrolled on my phone while waiting, disregarding the opening of the door.
“hey!” i looked up at the sound of someones voice and my name. It took me a second to register who it was, but once i saw the uconn hoodie and basketball shorts it clicked, paige bueckers.
i gave her a small smile greeting her. “hey!”
“You’re azzi’s tutor right?”
I pocketed my phone, straightening my posture.
“yeah! i actually just came from tutoring her.” my smile is consistent, shoving my hands into the pockets of my sweatpants.
she let out a small lighthearted laugh, “honestly, props to you. me and a few of my teammates have tried to help her out with her work and we all got nowhere.”
“really? she was really easy to teach, shes a quick learner.” i tilt my head slightly, puzzled at the fact that she's gotten previous help before but she was not successful in grasping the material.
“hm, you must be superhuman or something—i swear we couldn’t get her to understand anything.” she explained with a sigh, reminiscing on memories of tutoring azzi herself.
I chuckled slightly, shaking my head with a shrug of my shoulders. “nope, not superhuman—i guess i just have a way of getting through to people.”
she reciprocated my laugh as she got in the line next to mine the atmosphere shifting to an easy silence.
I looked to my left and saw i was next in line. I ordered my food and stood off to the side, waiting for my order to come out.
once grabbing my food i turned to paige who was waiting for her own.
“it was nice to meet you!” i waved at her to which she waved back with her own farewell.
i walked out of the establishment and back to my car. the drive back to campus was short, but i still made it a point to eat some fries on the way.
i parked in front of my building, grabbing my food and school bag, heading inside.
i reached my room unlocking and opening the door. i pushed my door open to be met with an empty room.
i hummed, my roommate—jess must be out, probably with her boyfriend.
i sat on my bed taking my food out of the bag and digging in.
in the middle of watching my youtube video, my phone rang with a message.
i wiped my hands on a napkin, reaching for my phone while pausing the video.
I clicked on the notification and it took me to azzi and i’s instagram chats.
hey! paige told me she saw u at dq lol said she thought you were really cool if you ever wanna hangout w us non tutoring related ur totally welcome to!
wait thats so sweet of her! she was amazing, truly a kind person. i’d love to when my schedule is free!!! my assignments are practically begging for me to turn them in lmao
lmaoo dw i get it but dont be afraid to tag along my teammates all love you now, p probably told u this but im usually not great at learning things through tutoring 😂
she did mention that 😭 but hey theres a first for everything im glad i was able to help
oh you were amazing, i actually enjoyed learning for once and that like… never happens ngl
haha well im glad i made it enjoyable
you def did!! anyway i gotta head to the gym kk has been nagging me about going since this morning
omg 😭 yeah no worries go get that workout in lmao
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I swiped off our chats going back to youtube with a smile on my face. i can’t believe she actually likes me. the mere thought of hanging out with her makes me giddy.
i have never wanted to be friends with someone so bad till now.
a/n - hi guys!!! pls don't flame me for this bad writing i've had this in my drafts since july and legit just wanted to get it posted... azzi doesn't get many x reader fics which breaks my heart so hopefully i can add to the small amount of fics there are of her!! hopefully u enjoyed and uhh don't expect the next chapter soon cause im a bum who procrastinates everything...
i write how i speak sorry. mostly fluff with a side of smut.
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ღ- she wasn't very social when you first met her but she warms up to you be she likes the way you can make her laugh and pull her out of her comfort zone.
ღ- she made the first move by taking the friendly flirting seriously be she's not gonna shy away from something she wants.
ღ- she's very competitive so yk she has to win all her mini-games with you. it boosts up her ego every time.
ღ- after you taught her some pointers on how to serve she's been teaching you how to ball.
ღ- she likes to practice doing a bun with your hair before your plays or practices be she's gotta learn how to perfect her own bun somehow.
ღ- she likes to help you tape your fingers before practice be it gives her a little bit more time with you.
ღ- she lovesss to bother you so you gotta know how to stand your ground when she comes at you be she likes to argue and start stuff. plus she's hella sassy and she's always going to out sassing you.
ღ- you'll know when she's mad or something is up be she's gonna get hella nonchalant and strict.
ღ- you have to be really hard on her when she gets hurt or injured bc she doesn't know how to take care of herself. yet she can take care of you so well when your injured or hurt.
ღ- she loves it when you tag along with her and her family during the breaks.
ღ- her voice gets soft when she talks about you or when anyone brings you up.
ღ- when the two of you are around family and friends she can be all lovey dovey she wants, but your relationship with her is not known to the public so she has to be hella nonchalant about the dating topic when it comes up.
ღ- the reason why your relationship is not public is because you two don't want it to take away from your passions. i mean if people do a little deep research then they'll know to put two and two together and figure out your dating. she masks this fact by saying you two are best friends.
ღ- if you wear glasses she always carries a backup eye lenses for you in her bag in case something happens to the current pair when you're playing or practicing.
ღ- just sitting in her car in a parking lot listening to music. since you both have a curfew you can't be out late for late night car drives; soaking up each other's energy. she barely lets you touch the aux tho.
ღ- she will always open the door for you even after an argument or whatever. you're definitely her passenger princess; you have you're side decorated and all.
ღ- you're an outside hitter so you're pretty tall 5'10" with long legs so you're not that much shorter than her. so you love sharing clothes with her. matching sweats and lowkey matching outfits. also matching bracelets or other jewelry. she loves going shopping with you when she can.
ღ- whenever the basketball court is being changed for volleyball practice, she tries to stay and talk to you but gets kicked out most of the time.
ღ- she doesn't bother asking you were her hoodies are be she'll find them in your closet or somewhere in your dorm later.
ღ- your communication with her is really good. since both of you are student athletes you can't really see her every day when it gets super busy for you both, so you'll try to send her a few texts here and there throughout the day and she really appreciate this. same when you two are in away games, you'll try to ft to say goodnight if y'all can.
ღ- she loves laying on your chest when she takes a nap or the other way around. you love to write letters on her back with your finger when she's asleep.
ღ- when she gets excited or when she's laughing she likes to grab onto you and jump up and down or hits you.
ღ- she slept through the professors lecture and you guys had an open note quiz after, so she asked for your notes and after that you guys kicked it off. that is how you two met.
ღ- she loves to randomly stare at you and she's so oblivious sometimes when it happens. even her teammates say it's one of her biggest habits and tell her to stop it.
ღ- she don't play about you. she be ready to tussle when she's at your games and the other team's fans are talking shit about you. she can be obsessive and overprotective.
ღ- while celebrating you ending the game with a back row attack, one of your teammates is accidentally too touchy with you and she gets hella jealous. her jaw clenched glaring at whoever touched you. her glares are so lethal your teammate asks you "does juju hate me?"
ღ- you love it when she gets jealous bc there's nothing she needs to be jealous about; your all hers.
ღ- definitely calls the stuffed animals or plushies she gets you "our children."
ღ- she's a tomboy but whenever you want to dress up she lets you go all out with hair, makeup, and all.
ღ- she uses her face to get what she wants from you all the time since she knows you love her pretty face.
ღ- my pretty girl ju is your nickname for her and she won't admit that she likes it but she always responds to it.
ღ- loves it when you kiss her mole under her lips and when you play with her ears.
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ღ- very blunt and straightforward, but will say some very explicit things with a straight face and act like nothing happened afterward, which can be quite surprising to you every time it happens.
ღ- soft dom definitely.
ღ- likes to record you moaning and loves it when you send her videos with the sound on; she loves to listen to it like it's music to her ears. so don't ask her "what are you listening to?" bc it's different every time. it’s either music or you moaning.
ღ- has a sex playlist. (the song girl you loud by chris brown ft tyga is definitely on it top song fr).
ღ- she has a big thing on eye fucking you. (god her eyes are so pretty).
ღ- she loves to hold eye contact with you while eating you out.
ღ- even tho things are private she loves to sloppy kiss you anywhere be she gets a thrill out of almost being caught. she gets all cocky with that damn smirk on her face.
ღ- very touchy. hands on your lower back, smoothly moving you around grabbing your waist, having her arm around your shoulders and groping you through your clothing.
ღ- loves teasing 100% (you can't convince me she doesn't). "you like that baby? I know you do, you like anything I do to you."
ღ- since you're used to wearing shorts most of the time she loves it when you wear them around her. she gets hella touchy; grabbing your ass and roaming your body with her hands.
ღ- sends you dirty text messages about your volleyball uniform whenever you're practicing talking about how your ass jiggles every time you jump etc.
ღ- one hand on the stirring wheel other hand touching your thigh, running it up and down your thigh which always leads to car sex.
ღ- nothing gets her more turned on then when you grab her chin and make her look at you. like when your talking to her and she's not paying attention, just grab her face.
ღ- she cries while fucking you, bc you're so good for her. (not elaborating).
ღ- when she's fucking you with her strap she loves it when you ride her; your titties all over her face and she can kiss your pretty face. also loves tribb-
ღ- she loves to be praised so she'll ask you "do you like that baby?" or "did i do good baby?" plus she has an obedience thing so when you tell her to do things and it can be something simple like "sit" she'll say "yes ma'am" every time.
ღ- she has a thing for hickeys but she can't really act on it be you two can't keep using makeup to cover it up if you both are going to sweat it off later.
ღ- you definitely leave hickeys all over her inner thighs (her thighs are so thick yall...) the first time you guys were intimate you left scratch marks on her back and she didn't even realize she had them until india pulled her to the side and told her.
fuck all that nonchalant shit she's really a lover girl, but let me shut up before i start yapping even more bc i didn't even mean to write all this... and i don't even know anything about volleyball shhhhhh.
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≋ warnings → fluff, angst, another situationship… sorry yall i can’t get enough!, background lore: exes turned friends turned situationship, mentions of sex (not smut), use of y/n, not edited sorry!!
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≋ notes → if anyone is reading this i hope you enjoyoyy! oh also heads up all my stories are gonna be black and/or latina coded reader unless stated otherwise!! ngl this was supposed to be longer but I cut off the whole ending section sorry not my best work at allll … anywho love my wife pookie bear paige sm
your head on paige’s chest, her warm protective hold envoloped you as she watched you sleep. you looked so peaceful, which paige loved, because when you first came over to her dorm that evening you had looked the most stressed she had seen you in the past few months.
she was happy that she was still one of the few people you went to when you needed to decompress and vent about your day, as you were hers. she subconsciously drew light circles into your side as her eyes slowly blinked, fighting the craving for sleep that was overcoming her senses.
not long after her quiet snores were heard along with your light breathes. but of course this didn't last for long. almost fifteen minutes later, a repeating series of knocks were heard on the door. paige groaned and squeezed her eyes shut, ignoring the knocking.
“i know you hear me knocking.” kk’s voice was heard from the other side, causing your eyes to flutter open. your attempts to remove yourself from paige’s hold were unsuccessful as she pulled you in closer—if that was even possible.
“if we ignore her long enough she’ll go away.” paige whispered with her eyes still shut. you lightly laughed at her words. “paige that's mean, i’m gonna go say hi.” you tried to unlatch her arms from around your waist but she wouldn't budge. “no, stay here with me and go back to sleep.”
she pressed your head back against her chest, urging you to go back to sleep which made you laugh. “as much as i would love to keep sleeping on your boobs, i haven't seen kk since the last game.” paige sucked her teeth at your words and slightly opened her eyes to look down at your giddy smile.
“hey kk!” you loudly called out to the girl on the other side of the door. “oh shit, y/n’s here? hey y/n, girl!” she drew out, the smile on her face was evident in her voice. “wait a second, why y'all not answering the door? better not be up to no freaky deaky shit… y'all decent?” paige began to laugh, causing you to finally break from her hold and softly hit her shoulder.
“yeah, wait a minute.” you removed the covers from both of you and got off of the bed, but before you could fully begin moving towards the door, paige pulled you by the waist band of her pajama pants that you were wearing and turned you back around.
before you could say anything, she sat up and fixed your tank top that had ridden down. you thanked her before and proceeding to the door. “ah hell nah, y'all taking too lo-” you cut off the girl standing in front of the door when you opened it. “we were just taking a nap.” you explained while moving to hug the girl.
“well, i’m sorry for waking y'all up.” she stated, taking a minute to fake think before laughing. “i lied, i’m not even a little sorry.” you waved her off and moved back to paige’s bed, sitting down and watching the girl who welcomed herself in.
paige sat against the headboard, her gaze also on kk. “why'd you even come knocking?” the blonde questioned, hands folded against her torso. “i was thinking about going on a target run but didn't want to go alone.” she explained with a shrug, doing the chill guy stance.
you laughed and patted paige’s knee. “you should go with her.” she furrowed her brows, looking you up and down. “you’re not coming?” you shook your head and laid back.
“i’ve been meaning to chit chat with my cutie pie azzi.” you excused, stretching before turning your head to the blonde girl who was side eyeing you. “i’ll be waiting in the living room.” kk called out in a sing-song voice while leaving the room.
paige sighed and threw her legs over the side of the bed. “thank you for letting me vent to you.” you thanked her as you watched her get up from the bed and walk to her closet. “you know you don't gotta thank me for that. plus, my offer still stands.” you laughed at her remark and sat up.
it was almost immediately after dance practice ended that you texted paige and asked to come over. you had been crying and your face was all puffy, but you didn't care at that point. she's seen you look worse.
when you showed up, she instantly took you into a hug and brought you to her room where you the words just flowed out your mouth. today's practice was extra stressful and you felt that the dance captain, emily, was specifically picking on you all practice.
there was a section of a new dance the coach had just started teaching and before emily even fully learned it herself, she started picking at the little mistakes you made. that irritated you, but you let it be.
she kept on making sly indirect comments towards you, but you let it be. it wasn't until after practice when you were grabbing your duffle bag from the corner of the practice room when you heard her talk to the coach, trying to convince her that you needed to be kicked off the team.
that was when you felt your eyes glossing over. you knew you were a damn good dancer, maybe even one of the best on the team, but you also knew the power she had over the coach. her word was stronger than yours.
what also confused you was the fact that she hadn't acted like that towards you until about two weeks ago. paige offered to have her and the girls go jump the girl but you instantly declined. she then offered to just confront her for you, but you turned her down because you wanted to fight your own battles.
“thank you p, but it's still a no.” you replied, watching her skim through her closet to find a hoodie. “i’m just saying at the next game if i see her moving weirdly, i’m gonna say something. i know how you are and you're too nice to tell her all that she needs to hear.” paige casually stated with a shrug, grabbing a green hoodie from out of the closet and throwing it over her head.
you sighed and leaned back on your elbows. “paige, i’m serious, don't do anything.” your gaze followed her travelling figure until she stood in between your legs. “i’m serious, too. she can't just walk all over you like that.” she held serious, yet delicate, eye contact with a tone of finality in her voice.
you let out a dramatic sigh and broke eye contact as it got to strong. “yo, stop looking at me like that.” she let out a boisterous laugh at your words, loving the impact her simple eye contact had on you. “alright,” she hummed before continuing, “were continuing our nap when I get back. text me if you want anything.”
she leaned down, softly grabbing the back of your neck as she laid a few pecks on your smiling lips. you pulled her down for one last kiss, lasting a bit longer before playfully pushing her away. “okay, now go before kk gets bothered by how long you're taking.” you shooed her away, watching her slip on a pair of crocs and grab her keys and wallet with a goofy grin on her face.
she waved goodbye and exited the room. after a few seconds you hear the faint sound of kk saying “finally!” and let out a couple of laughs before getting off the bed. you slid on the slippers paige had for you when you would come over and left the room, making your way down the hall to azzi’s room.
you melodically knocked on the door, leaning back and forth as you waited for azzi to answer. “come in!” you faintly hear from the other side before opening the door. “hey, cutie pie.” you drew out with a smile, walking into the room and draping your arms around the girl who sat at her desk.
“boo bear!” she exclaimed with a smile as she hugged you back. the two of you have always called each other affectionate names like cutie pie and boo bear due to an inside joke.
you unraveled your arms around azzi before walking over to and falling backwards onto her bed, lightly kicking off your slippers. “when did you get here?” she asked, leaving the roblox obby she had been previously playing and giving you her full attention.
“a while ago, but i was with paige.” you explained, changing your position so that you were laying on your stomach, head propped atop your hands as you looked at the girl who twirled her chair in your direction. “oh? how’s that going?” she said with a sly smile, rolling her chair closer to her bed.
you let out a dramatic sigh and shifted your head onto one arm. “to be honest, it’s definitely… going! why? has she said anything to you?” you tried to be casual with your response, but the eager tone slipped through at the end.
“ice and i have been trying to get info from her but she's been so hard to read, so we were hoping to get something out of you…” azzi lengthened her words, lightly poking your cheek and watching you let out a groan.
you watched the curly haired girl get up from her chair and plop down on the bed next to you. “who does she think she is? the riddler? like we do basically almost everything we did when we were in a relationship, but we’re not back together…?” your brows furrowed as you felt yourself growing irritated with the girl who wasn't even present.
azzi rose a brow at your remark, almost instantly causing you to hold a hand up in her direction. “before you even say anything, no, we haven't had sex since we've broken up. she respects my rule and hasn't purposefully tried anything.” azzi let out an understanding hum and nodded.
when you and paige began getting “comfy” with one another again, you had set a rule—which you often found yourself regretting—of not having sex unless you guys get back together. there has been moments where the two of you almost succumbed to the desires, but one of you always pulled back.
when you had first told azzi and ice about the rule during a gossip sesh, ice called you boring for it and azzi said that it was a responsible thing to do. “at this point, just ask her out.” azzi declared, letting out a sigh of defeat at your immediate head shake.
“absolutely not. i was the one that asked her out when we were together and then she was the one who called things off. i will never be embarrassed like that again. if she doesn't ask me out, we’ll never get back together. i’ll just wait it out, i’m a very patient girl.” you retorted in a single breath watching azzi’s eyes roll.
“i’m going to have to smack some sense into the two of you if you guys don't get back together within the next month.” azzi sternly stated but the playfulness was visible within her eyes. you laughed at her comment and rolled on your back.
“oh, so you think i’m joking?” azzi followed up and crossed her arms. “no, not at all.” you quickly responded, wiping the smile off your face. azzi laughed at your switch up and patted your knee.
after a good twenty minutes of being lost in conversation, the two of you heard some knocks on the door. at this point, the two of yo were both laying on your backs, too comfortable to get up. “come in!” azzi called out, both of your eyes glued to the door.
an upside-down perspective of paige came into view as she walked through the doorframe. “i’m here to kidnap y/n for our scheduled sleep sesh.” she announced while walking closer to where you and azzi laid.
you groaned as you felt paige pull you up from the comfortable position you were in. she tapped her foot as she waited for you to fully stand up and put the slippers back on. after doing so she grabbed your hand and led you to the door.
“if you get bored from hanging out with miss snooze fest, you know where to find me!” azzi called out with a teasing smile as she saw paige roll her eyes. “azzi, shut up!” she said in response, causing you to laugh.
“ladies, ladies, there's enough of me to go around.” paige side eyed you as soon as the words escaped your mouth, fully pulling you out of the room and closing the door behind you.
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you angled your phone to capture you and two of your teammates in a pre-game selfie, each one of you posing with one of your white poms. after taking a couple of pictures, a notification from paige popped up at the top of your phone.
you quickly brought your phone down, but not fast enough for your teammates not to see. “oh my god, finally!” you heard one of them, deborah, exclaim, turning to see both of them with wide smiles on their faces.
“we needed the two of you to get back together.” the other one, taylor, followed up with an overdramatized sigh of relief, holding a hand to her heart. you shook your head at their silliness, “we’re not back together.” you turned down their claims, earning dismissive waves.
“whatever you say but your girl wanted to see you before the game.” deborah sang, slightly shaking your shoulders as a smile teased at the corner of your lips. “yeah, and you better go up to her before emily makes a move.” taylor urged with her deadly gaze locked on the girl approaching a certain blonde baller across the hall.
“oh hell no.” deborah looked between your facial expression, which wasn’t expressing much, and the scene at the end of the hall before moving to charge towards them. taylor grabbed her after she took a couple steps and put her behind the two of you.
“y/n, you better go see whats going on over there before deb does it for you.” taylor informed with raised eyebrows, keeping an arm around deborah who was mad for you. you sucked your teeth and put a hand on your hip.
“trust me, emily is not a threat… if there was anything to be threatened.” you promptly followed up with as you watched the smiles slide onto their faces. “okay, period, loving this security in your relationship. but you know how emily is. she won't stop until she gets what she wants.” taylor spoke as you drifted your gaze back over to the two women across the hall.
you ran your tongue against your bottom lip, thinking over your options on what to do in that moment. “i guess it wouldn't hurt to go see whats going on. i mean technically paige wanted me over there anyways.” your two teammates quietly cheered, deborah hopping and taylor clapping.
you playfully shushed them and gave taylor your pom to hold before walking down what seemed to be the longest hallway. once you got closer you could more vividly see paige’s bored facial expression and emily’s hand reaching towards the girl’s arm.
you could almost laugh at the scene, quickening your step until you were right next to the pair. “hey, paige, emily.” you made your presence known, illiciting a genuine smile and a look of relief from paige, but a look of disdain and a feigned smile from emily.
“y/n, hey!” emily dragged out with an eeringly fake bubbily voice, bringing you into a tight hug. you hesitantly hugged back, taking the opportunity to side eye paige who was trying to discretely hide her amused smile behind her hand.
“paige and i were just having a private chat…” she added after you pulled away, her hand moving to touch paige’s arm but the girl simultaneously moved it away, rubbing the back of her neck.
you swallowed the laugh down and moved your gaze between their faces. “don't know about ‘private’, but yeah emma was just talking to me.” paige reworded, purposefully getting the girl’s name wrong.
you couldn't restrain the small curl at the corner of your lips, seeing how emily’s eye slightly twitched at paige’s words. she tried to play it off with a chirpy giggle and run a hand through her hair. “emily, you mean?” you asked paige with a feigned expression of confusion. you knew exactly what she was doing and she knew it.
“emma, emily, whatever is fine.” emily brushed it off, faintly narrowing her eyes as she began to turn toward you. “y/n… are you ready for today? i know how you can get.” she put a hand on your arm, offering a look of concern that the naked eye would believe was genuine but anyone with context would know was fake.
“never been more ready.” you offered her a sickly sweet smile, placing your hand on top of hers that laid on your arm before removing it. “yeah, she got it.” paige affirmed with a toothy smile, wrapping her arm around your shoulder and pulling you into her side.
emily’s smile dimmed as her gaze flickered to paige’s arm wrapped around your shoulder. “cute. didn't know the two of you were… close again.” she shifted her weight onto her other foot, making an effort to keep her poker face.
“mhm, yeah. oh, emily! i think i heard coach was looking for you…” you smoothly lied, causing her to stand up straight. “thanks, i guess i’ll go look for her.” she thanked you before trailing her eyes to paige.
“bye paige, good luck today.” she gave the blonde a sweet smile accompanied by a flirtatious wave, twirling on her feet before walking back down the hall she came from. paige took no time to lead you around the corner into an empty room.
“bye paige, good luck today.” you teased with a smile, resulting in the blonde playfully rolling her eyes and letting out a chuckle. “see how I held back?” she smartly questioned with a brow raise.
you endearingly rolled your eyes and placed yourself in front of the girl. “thank you for that. i know that took a lot in you.” she hummed, crossing her arms and nodding at your words.
“but i promise you, if it even looks like she's disrespecting you at today's game…” she took a moment to comfortably wrap her arms around you. “i know, p. i know.” you saw the way she searched your eyes for any signs of doubt in her innuendo.
“all the dots connected, though.” you informed, watching the confused look that formed on the girl’s face. “she wants you bad.” you enunciate with a shrug, pointing out the obvious. “she told you that?” paige rose her eyebrows in amusement at your claim.
“she didn't have to, it’s so obvious. that's why she's been dogging on me at practice.” you explained, earning a slow nod from paige. “she’s been doing all that just for me not to like her back. insane…” paige drew out with a shoulder shaking laugh.
you let out a small laugh and shook your head. “mhm, and why is that?” you pried, holding eye contact with paige as she slowly swung the two of you side to side. “other than her being a bitch? i got my eye on someone else.” she disclosed with a guileful smile, her gaze flickering down to your lips.
“oh, really?” she hummed a confirmation at your follow up question. “lucky, lucky girl.” the sound of your phone vibrating disrupting the brewing tension that filled the room. with a loud sigh, paige unraveled her arms around you, allowing you to check your phone.
a text from taylor displayed on the notification hub, informing you that your coach was calling for the whole team. “ i gotta go. meet afterwards?” you questioned and paige immediately agreed.
“duh, of course. you better cheer extra loud for me too.” playfully side eyed as you made your way towards the door. “i’ll think about it. drop a calm twenty for me?” you replied with your hand on the handle.
“i was gonna drop twenty regardless, but i guess i could do that for you.” paige feigned a nonchalant tone, grinning at how you blew her a kiss before fully exciting the room.
once the door fully closed she shook her head, the smile still evident as she wiped her hands down her face. its safe to say she dropped twenty-seven points for you.
Mm if you don’t mind for hc rqs…. meeting gabby Williams @ a park or something in the middle of the night midlife crisis style…. I have weird scenarios lmao
THE CAT-ASTROPHE Gabby William
A/n: classing this as a oneshot cause i didn’t even follow the formula for a headcannon my apologies if that’s what you wanted nonny 💐, also I don’t find your scenario werid I love getting dramatic like request really make writing fun, I hope that y’all enjoyed reading this feedback and just engaging anyhow are appreciated happy reading my lovelies 🫶🏿
Warning: none, mention of the word assault though, not proof read save me sum slack
It was a friday night, you just got off work only to realize that your cat taffy had somehow mange to. Escape your apartment through the broken window net that you had kept putting off to fix.
Which brought you into a state of panic because that your emotional support and baby. Tears were falling out of your eyes as you called out to her.
“Taffy where are you taffy”. You looked around your studio living area, thinking she was just hiding around the corner because this wasn’t a first time thing for that little menace.
Your hand was shaking so hard because your mind was only taking you to worst case scenario. That was when you noticed that your strawberry jam was shattered on the ground and you immediately ran out from your backyard.
You weren’t thinking straight, and was going through any pilie on the streets. That’s when you had made it to the park around your neighborhood. You instantly fell onto the harsh ground.
One hand running through your Afro as you started crying hard.
You sat on the floor in the far corner until you noticed a tall figure in the dark that looked like they were hurting something.
You were already sad having to go through losing your companion, but the thought of someone hurting an animal just made you get even more upset.
Getting up from where you sat, you ran off pushing the person off the poor fur baby, only to realize it was your baby taffy laying in agony from whatever this stanger did to her.
You quickly turned around grab the person by the collar of their shirt yelling at them. “ WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU HOW COULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS”. Not even giving them a chance to explain
It took you a while to calm down after the random stranger had to put her over your mouth and grab you by your hand to explain what actually happened.
Turns out she was just trying to help out taffy cause she had saw her laying on the ground crying in pain from the thorns, in the rose bush in the park and all she was trying to do was get the thorns out from her paw.
Which only got you sobbing harder than before cause you almost assaulted the person that was just trying to help out your baby.
“Are you good now”. Asked the random woman
“I’m fine thank you very much I thought that I had lost her she means the world to me”. You said carrying taffy in your arms
“Don’t worry about it, I also have a cat so I would’ve probably had the same reaction as you”. She said
“I’m really sorry about this whole incident”. You told her not even looking up as you petted taffy.
“I could drive you to the vet cause I don’t really know how long she’s been laying there hurt, that’s if you don’t mind?”. She said
“Really I would appreciate that so much”. You said, on the way to the vet you happened to learn that the stranger name was gabby and she was just in town strolling because she had a basketball game and she only came out for a breeze before the left and that’s when she had discovered taffy.
From that day forward you not only gain a girlfriend but two fur babies.
“i can be your pretty girl , shut up when you want me to” ✶ morgan cheli x fem!reader where morgan has a crush on you ; a nc state cheerleader . even though she goes to uconn && plays basketball and she tries to talk to you . ✶ fluff + a lot of fluff
recommend song : pretty girl by clairo
YOU WERE PRACTICING CHEERS on the sidelines, pom-poms shaking with every jump and kick, when you noticed morgan walking onto the court. she always had this way of moving—confident, easy, like she belonged everywhere she went. basketball bag slung over her shoulder, headband keeping her curls in place, and that small, nervous smile she always tried to hide.
she spotted you and paused, like she wasn’t sure if she should come over. your heart did a little flip when she waved awkwardly, dribbling a ball a bit too slowly as if that would make it less obvious she was walking right toward you.
“hey,” she finally said, voice a little breathless, maybe from running or maybe from nerves. “uh… hey.”
you smiled, waving your pom-poms in a goofy cheerleader way. “hey, morgan! you practicing?”
she shook her head, tucking a loose curl behind her ear. “nah… just… uh… thought i’d come see you. you look… really good out here.”
your cheeks heated, and she noticed, smiling shyly like she couldn’t help herself. “i mean… you always look good,” she added quickly, laughing to cover the embarrassment.
you laughed too, waving her over. “come on, i’ll show you a few moves. maybe you can cheer for me instead of just standing there looking cute.”
morgan laughed, this time more relaxed, and joined you on the sidelines. she stumbled a bit trying to mimic a cheer move, and you couldn’t stop giggling. “ok, not bad… for a basketball player,” you teased, nudging her shoulder.
her eyes sparkled, and she leaned a little closer. “i’ll get better… if you promise to keep cheering me on,” she said softly, almost a whisper.
you grinned, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “deal. but you have to admit… i’m the better athlete here.”
she rolled her eyes, pretending to be annoyed, but the smile never left her face. “yeah, yeah… but you’re definitely the cutest,” she murmured, and your heart did a full somersault.
after practice, you walked together across campus, the late afternoon sun warming everything around you. she kept stealing glances at you, quick ones, before pretending to check her phone or her basketball shoes. every time she laughed at something you said, it felt like your chest was swelling.
at some point, she nudged you gently with her shoulder. “so… uh… maybe after practice tomorrow… you wanna… hang out?” she asked, voice small but hopeful.
you felt your smile grow uncontrollably. “i’d love that,” you said, bumping her shoulder back.
she grinned like the whole world had just turned golden. “good… because i… really like you,” she admitted, cheeks flushing.
you laughed softly, heart full, reaching for her hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. “i really like you too, morgan.”
and just like that, walking together under the orange-and-blue sunset of uconn, it felt like everything was exactly how it was supposed to be—warm, soft, and completely full of possibility.
