suckerforblondeathletes
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“You’re a virgin?”
Paige asks as she looks at you from above. Her hands holding her weigh as she hovers over you, your legs around her hips.
“I mean….kinda?” You say and nervously laugh.
You lay in her bed, purple covers surrounding you both as a random movie plays lowly on her tv.
“What do you mean kinda? How can you kinda be a virgin?” She laughs and leans back into her heels. Her hands going to your thighs as you sit up and put your weight on your hands.
“I mean I have read enough to know, and it’s not like I haven’t like gotten off through the years.” You exclaim and Paige brushes a stray hair out of your face.
“‘Read enough’ is crazy babe.” She laughs and you slap her chest.
“Bro stop hating” You feel your face getting hot and you look away.
“Look at me” she says and guided your face to her direction.
“Do you want to do this or no? If not I understand and I will stop. Promise.” She asks you, rubbing soft circles on your cheek bone.
You don’t deserve her. You think to yourself and smile.
“I do” you nod and she gives you a look, trying to see if you’re lying.
“I promise.”
Well should I finish??
No feelings...or not? - Paige Bueckers
Paige Bueckers x Fem!Reader
Summary: You and Paige agree to 'sex with no feelings', but it most defiantly doesn't go to plan.
Warnings: Cussing, illusions to sex, kissing, alcohol?
Authors Note: IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG
Being apart of a team full of the hottest, and funniest people was exciting. You were noticed everywhere and by everyone, but that also had its effects because you were on a team with the hottest people.
And by hottest people, we are all talking about Paige Bueckers.
You and Paige had a...relationship of sorts. Well in Paiges words, not a relationship in any way.
--
Flash back to last season, when UConn was fighting for their spot in the final four.
One night, you and Paige were roomed together for a night in the hotel the team was staying in at the moment. You and Paige have always had tension.
Smirks and long glances thrown your way in the privacy of the teams apartment. You threw them back, when you sit on the couch and Paige walks in to speak to whoever is In the room with you, you stare at her the entire time.
Looking her up and down, she's like eye candy when she has a pair of sweats on and a hoodie, even more when she has boy shorts on and her boxers are poking out, off topic.
Well back to the hotel room. It was the night UConn finally advanced to the final four, everyone was excited and adrenaline was high.
You just got out of the shower and you were dressed in your pajamas and in bed, scrolling on twitter when a tall blonde runs into the hotel and launches onto your bed.
"Paige!" You smile as she crawls off your chest and lays next to you.
"where were you? We had a dinner downstairs." Paige asks and smooths your hair back that she messed up.
You smile at her and respond.
"Wanted a shower, tired." You whisper back and stare into her blue eyes.
She leaves the hand there on your cheek after she fixes your hair, then the tension snaps and her lips crash onto yours.
You crawl onto her lap and y'alls tongues fight for the others, your hands in her hair as hers go to your hips, pulling you closer.
Clothes were taken off, and you both were left tired and panting next to the other, you roll onto her bare chest In search for comfort.
She rubs your back and whispers.
"Hey...can this be a sex with no feelings type thing? I enjoyed this a lot, but I can't be in a relationship right now."
Your heart broke slightly at that, in your head, you knew you were fucked after the first kiss.
"Alright" You respond, sighing and soaking up her warmth before she ends up letting you get dressed, and her the same. She wraps you up and goes to her bed, the big blankets feeling colder than before.
--
Fast forwards to now. You and Paige have fucked countless times, but neither of your go anywhere further than that.
Fucking. That's it.
Is that what you want? Fuck no.
Is that what she wants? Yes.
But, as much as you want to fight down the truth, you have grown feelings for the blonde. Feelings that can go no where, despite what you want.
And it proves itself to you on nights like these.
The team is all out drinking at a bar right off campus, and it seems that Paige is drinking something else. A short, skinny brunette, who wears a very revealing shirt and shorty shorts, as she stands at the end of the groups table.
Paiges hand is at the girls hip, and her eyes are practically fucking her, as the girl laughs way too hard at something Paige said. Making your blood boil.
You tried to ignore them, talk with Azzi, down a few drinks, but the girls high pitch, ear ringing laughter made everyone who had a sense of hearing look over.
It snapped when Paige set her drink down and smashed her lips onto the girl. Your heart drops and so does your face as you stand, grab your bag, and walk out.
"Wait!" You hear someone yell behind you, most likely Kayla, but you ignore her. And you focus of the tears threatening to spill as you leave.
'What the FUCK were you doing?! She is your teammate and you have grown feelings for her because of some stupid sex YOU agreed to.' You tell yourself. And to an extent, you aren't wrong.
You did get yourself into this mess, now you have to deal with it.
"Wait!" Kayla grabs your arm as you reach your car, and you break down in her arms.
"Im so fucking stupid." You cry as she hugs you, rubbing your back and shaking her head. Kayla has always been someone to go to for comfort.
"No you're not. Come on get in the car I will drive." She says reassuringly, and grabs your keys from your hand and slips into the driver's seat.
You tell her everything.
From the sex, to the feelings, to why you ran out crying.
She takes you back to the teams apartment and you both go to your room, sit and talk while binging on some Oreos.
"I should never had said yes." You shake your head, wiping mascara away from your eye and chewing.
"You just wanted somewhere to put all your ache and need and stress, which is understandable..." She says and grabs her water.
"You just wanted someone, and you accidentally grew feelings for her. Which once again...is understandable." She smiles at you and gets a text, looking to her phone.
"Bro it's Paige." She says and you groan, throwing your head back against the headboard.
"What did she say?" You ask, barely wanting to hear the response she gives.
"She is wondering where we are." She says and starts typing on her phone.
"I honestly don't care, I just want to forget her, my feelings and stupid emotions." You take a deep breath to keep from crying again.
"Girl your emotions aren't stupid, everyone has emotions. And it's okay to feel them." She glances to you and types again.
The door to the apartment opens and laughter fills the hallways.
Later that night, you sit in your room watching a new show you started earlier that week and you get a knock.
"Come in" You voice and immediately regret it as a blue eyed blonde walks in.
"Yeah no. get out." You say and look away from her and to the TV. You see her out the corner of your eye come to a halt.
"What?" She says, confusion and ....hurt? in her tone. You look back to her. An angry expression on your face.
"I said get out." You say angrily and point to the door. The blonde, in a black sweat and hoodie set has the audacity to say..
"What did I do to you?" She throws her arms out in frustration and scrunches her face.
"Paige Madison." You close your eyes and put a hand out. But she doesn't stop, because Paige doesn't know how to not be aggravating.
She walks over to you and sits on your bed. You huff and debate kicking the shit out of her but she grabs your face and kisses you so soft, then the anger that once plagued your senses leaves immediately, replacing it with vulnerability.
You break.
You vent out all your issues, from your feelings, to the cold pizza you ate this morning with tears streaming down your face and before you can finish, she pulls you into her arms and rubs your back.
And for a moment, all the sadness and pain goes away, and its just her.
"I feel the same, I have feelings for you. I just try to over ride them with other girls, which obviously didn't work and didn't help our situation. And I'm sorry for that." She pulls back and looks you in the eyes, cupping your face and rubbing soft circles on your cheek.
"I love you." You tell her, and she kisses you soft again, making all the pain and anger evaporate.
"I love you too."
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10 months until Avatar: Fire and Ash 🩵
i know this might be controversial, but enough is enough.
as someone who grew up in the rigidity—and, at times, oppressive nature—of roman catholicism, i am so tired of the religious!reader trope where they’re portrayed as so innocent they’re practically a child. we were not innocent. we knew the names of our bodies, the weight of shame, and the crushing complexity of guilt. i knew that my vagina was a vagina.
the sheer amount of extremely innocent!religious!reader fics is unsettling. they turn the reader into this caricature—wide-eyed, naive, almost infantilized, complete with pigtails and an oversized cross necklace perfect for a porn video thumbnail.
for me—and for a lot of other lesbians i’ve bonded with over religious trauma—it was never about innocence. it was about guilt. guilt over pleasure, guilt over sin, and all the ways we punished ourselves for being human.
we weren’t these overgrown children teetering around in purity. we were messy, complicated, and burdened by shame in ways that were far more nuanced than these portrayals ever capture. enough, please.
no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jitterbug, mind blogging, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy,moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious,gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell desolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, slendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tango ever bro could cause a nuclear bomb inside me and I'd still ride.
Is it just me or do you prefer fics that go along with the show or game they are in? Like Sevika for example, I do not want to be a farmer and sevika is a rancher... like that is not arcane at all (no offense if you like that)
But it just gets old, like I would like a fic that goes along with the story line. Is that just me?
i was so dramatic last night… tiktok is back
Guys I’m sorry I didn’t post that fic. I am very very busy but I am trying!
18+ mdni
that reality check hitting after reading smut
Guys dare I say
IF IT IS NOT PAIGE BUECKERS X READER DONT PUT PAIGE BUCKERS X READER TAGS!!!!!
Girl you ate
Weird ass bitch writing fanfic get a life
weird ass bitch being bothered by what i do with my life can’t even say it to my face and go off anon… oh u want me so badddd
Guys fic is post poned. I promise I will get it out as fast as possible
Let me have the cookie. I mean a cookie. F**k let’s have both. Okay just play LUNCH by Billie.
Guys I promise im working on this! I might not be finished completely by tonight but def will be out tomorrow.
please do a Paige fic where they’re in a situationship/fwb & Paige ends it because she’s catching feelings and reader is hurt but after a few days/weeks they make up bc Paige confesses
Ouuuuuu I might start on this tonight!!
I plan on an all-nighter so I might write a few!
OH MY GOD!!! I HAVE BEEN WANTING TO SAY THIS FOR SO LONG!!!!!
No hate
trigger warning crazy controversial opinion here but what if we stopped looking into every detail of paige and azzi’s interactions and friendship and just let them live…
first off if they’re in a relationship they’re keeping it private for a reason! let them live! you’re being a creep trying to expose “pazzi” all over the internet and backing it up with “facts” that are just minuscule details you found in clips or on their socials and that makes you look like a stalker trying to out them.
second of all do you have nothing better to do?? sure they’d be cute together but their friendship and how they play together is awesome as well, let’s focus on that instead. i’m sure they’d rather that than have every detail of their interactions under a microscope because i’ve said this before and ill say it again, they are PEOPLE.
third, following the last point, THEYRE PEOPLE. you’re being odd and treating them like made up characters in a book series shipping them together like they aren’t actual people. obviously i read and write fics but you have to separate that from real life and remember that they aren’t characters in a book and they are people in college with feelings and lives.
it’s okay to have thoughts and theories; shipping is fun, but it gets to a point, and a lot of people are taking it too far!
hey! do you think you could do a fic on paige comforting reader either having a bad day or getting an injury? or just a sweet comforting fic!
I have had a scenario on my mind for a while… might write..
Hi! If you’re still writing for Caroline could you do a Caroline harvey x volleyball player!reader and they go to each others games and bring flowers for each other and all that cute stuff. Thank you!
Sorry I got this a few months ago but I love this!
please do a Paige fic where they’re in a situationship/fwb & Paige ends it because she’s catching feelings and reader is hurt but after a few days/weeks they make up bc Paige confesses
Ouuuuuu I might start on this tonight!!
I plan on an all-nighter so I might write a few!
if you find out lmk cause 😭😭😭
Apparently ppl trying to start stuff between them bc they couldn’t see them talking…
Guys someone please fill me in on what tf is going on with TUMBLUR and Azzi and Paige?
paige bueckers x gf!reader pt. 5
cw: freaky. even tho u guys hate me i’m still “giving” u this (because i was bored out of my mind and i keep dissociating lol)
Guys this was so good. I wanna read this twelve times
Embrace
Word count: 1.2k
Content: fluff!
Pairing: Paige x Teammate!Reader
Note: First fic! I'm new to writing so I hope this is good!
It was Friday night and the team was gathered in Paige’s apartment for some team bonding. Somebody had given KK control of the music, Jana was in the kitchen playing bartender for everyone, and you had already had enough alcohol to feel loose and warm.
“Let’s play truth or dare!” KK shrieked. You giggled and dropped down onto the couch next to Paige. She looked good. She wore basketball shorts low on her hips, a cropped tank top showing off her abs, and her hair was slicked back into that low bun that drove you crazy. Your eyes dragged up her body as you settled further into your spot on the sofa. You knew you should be a little more discreet, but the drinks in your system had shifted your priorities.
“Whatcha lookin’ at ma?” Your face flushed with warmth.
“Nothing. I wasn’t looking,” you mumbled quickly, eyes catching on Paige’s smirk. The two of you had been dancing around each other for weeks. Paige would flirt with you, call you ma and baby and sweetheart, you would purposely sit a little closer to her than you had to, let your hands linger on her back a little too long during practice, and then you would both pretend the tension between you didn’t exist.
“If you say so,” Paige murmured. Her legs were stretched out, knees wider than was decent, and you had to force yourself to look away, pulling your attention back to KK, who was already handing out a ridiculous dare to poor, unsuspecting Morgan. You tried your best to pay attention, but suddenly there was the warmth of an arm around your shoulders. You snuck a glance at Paige. She appeared to be locked in on the game being played, but you knew better. The slight smirk on her face as her fingers dragged over your shoulder gave her away.
Half of you knew it would be better to pull away, go get another drink, laugh it off, do anything that would give you an excuse to get out of it. The other half was practically purring in contentment. The second half won easily.
You shifted back into Paige’s embrace, tilting your head to look at her. She glanced at you.
“Comfy?” She asked, fingers tracing shapes over your exposed skin. You nodded, moving your body further into her. She hadn’t touched you this freely before, without an excuse or made-up reason. It was intoxicating. Now you were pressed into Paige’s side, legs curled up beneath yourself, one arm slunk behind Paige’s back, your shoulders nestled snugly under her arm. Paige kept tracing those delicious shapes over your skin with one hand, the other sliding over to rest on your knees.
“Yo, Paige, are you gonna play the game or-” Kk stopped abruptly as she took in the sight of the two of you. Your face flushed as you started to extricate yourself from Paige’s embrace, but she tightened her grip on you, preventing your escape.
“Skip me. I’ll just watch,” Paige told KK. You could feel too many pairs of eyes on you, the entire team noticing how close you and Paige were sitting. Neither of you had exactly been subtle with your flirting the past few weeks, but this was different. Softer. It felt private.
“Sure, yeah. Of course. You both skipping your turn?”
“Yeah. Skip us,” Paige answered for you. You shifted back into her in thanks. Everyone’s attention quickly moved back to the game as KK asked Azzi about her worst kiss, laughter breaking out as she described it.
“You okay, ma?” Paige whispered into your ear.
“Yeah. Didn’t like them all looking,” you whispered back. Paige’s fingers spread out on your knees and you relaxed into her.
“Hey, we’re all good. I gotchu baby.” You knew she did. It’s not that you wanted to hide anything from the team, it was just new and you didn't want to be judged.
“I know. Thank you.” You tilted your head so you could really look at Paige. Her eyes glinted as she looked at you and the expression on her face was so devastatingly soft you didn’t even know what to say. Paige’s hand came up to your face, thumb dragging down your bottom lip teasingly. You couldn’t look away, eyes darting from her lips to her eyes and back.
“Look so pretty for me, baby,” Paige murmured. You blushed, nestling your head into Paige’s neck. If you kept looking at her, you were going to do something that shouldn’t be done in a room full of your teammates. But God did you want to kiss her. Paige chuckled, hand returning to its spot on your shoulder and resuming drawing circles on your skin.
You could feel Paige’s eyes on your body as she stroked your skin, but you closed your eyes and sunk into the feeling. You didn’t want to know if your teammates were sneaking glances at you. They could just wonder what was going on. You weren’t about to worry about giving them any answers tonight. The sparks where Paige’s skin met yours deserved all of your attention.
She was whispering things into your ear, you knew she was, but between being drunk off her touch and more than a little tipsy from the alcohol, you had no idea what any of the words were. Paige’s hand that was on your knee had migrated to your thigh, brushing up and down the soft skin, drifting just a little higher than it maybe should have. You didn’t care.
“Feels good,” you mumbled into Paige’s neck. Usually, Paige would have made some sassy, overconfident remark, but she just pulled you closer, hands still dragging back and forth. The sounds of your teammates yelling and laughing faded as you inhaled deeply, letting yourself sink into Paige. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you knew getting out of this position was going to be awkward, that your teammates would tease you and Paige about this for weeks, but you let that fade away into nothing. Your usually racing mind was blanketed in the sensations of Paige’s touch, her perfume, and the words she was still murmuring to you softly.
You must have drifted off at some point, even with the noise of the room, because when you woke up it was just you and Paige in the living room. You felt your face warm as you looked up at her to find her eyes already focused on your face.
“Hi baby,” she whispered. You were in uncharted territory here, but you just let your head fall back against her neck.
“Hi,” you sighed happily. Paige laughed.
“Everybody else left a little bit ago but you were out cold and you looked so comfy. You can go now if you want though,” Paige said softly.
“If I want?”
“Or you can stay. Just to sleep, I swear.” If you weren’t so attuned to Paige’s expressions you never would have noticed, but there was just a hint of nervousness on her face. You softened.
“Let’s go to sleep, Paige,” you said. Her face broke out in a grin. She scooped you up in her arms bridal style, rising off the couch to carry you to her bedroom. You giggled as she placed you carefully on her bed, climbing in after you. Her arms came around you, pulling you back into her body. You let your body relax, sighing out as you snuggled back into her embrace.
“Goodnight, Paige,” you whispered. Paige just pressed a kiss to the back of your neck in response. It was the last thing you felt before you were deep in the best sleep of your life.
UGHHH I WANT HER TO LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT
THIS IS SO GOOD WHAT?!
what’s up guys, haven’t posted in awhile but enjoy this nika edit I made to the nunu song 🥰!
It seems like an accident…
hand placement👀
credits to whoever posted this on tiktok
How was ur experience meeting the girls
Very good actually.
Azzi was so sweet and Paige was so nonchalant it was like she was high. Ice was shy and Jana was sweet too.
GUYS DOES ANYONE HAVE GOOD PAIGE BUECKERS WATTPAD RECS?