request ౨ৎ "one random bf hc you have for your fav pookies go!"
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, "idk i thought we should match...or whatever." mhm, okay... suddenly y'all r 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 r 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 merch scattered around your apartment, 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?? that’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 all ur 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 (not literally lmfao) 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 kpop, charli xcx, or taylor swift— he’s singing along with you! can he actually sing? absolutely not, but 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, 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 on your keychains.
claire’s notes :: basically the next fic will be drunk!angel and basically she wants to slow dance with you ?? oh also creds to klaileah because i did not write this !! my best friend helped me proof read it or wtv
now playing :: AKWARD by SZA
you were barely talking to this girl. just laughing at something dumb she said — it wasn’t even flirty! not really. but nalys– no. lyss saw the smile on your face and swore it was the end of the world.
you didn’t even notice her at first. but she was watching you from across the gym, hoodie on, arms crossed, chewing her gum like it wronged her. 😒
and the moment the girl leaned in a little too close??
OH IT WAS WRAPS.
you felt a sudden tug on your wrist —
“aye come here real quick.”
you turned, like huh?? but there she was. stone face. all attitude.
“lyss, i was just—”
“nah. save it. come here.”
and she yanked you away, hand still tight on your wrist like she was scared you’d walk back.
you’re in the hallway now, away from everyone.
“you good?” you ask her.
she squints at you, hands on hips now.
“you tryna be funny or you tryna make me mad? be honest.”
“bro what?? we were just talking—”
“so talk to me like that. smile at me like that. i’m right here.”
you roll your eyes, trying to hide the grin.
and that just sets her off more.
“don’t play with me, shorty,” she mumbles, stepping closer. “i ain’t ever been the jealous type but now you got me doin math like— how long you been knowing her? what y’all got in common?? why she make you laugh like that??”
you burst out laughing.
“oh my god you’re dramatic—”
“nah, 'cause the way you looked at her? say less. i’m blocking her from your life. changing your emergency contacts. switching your wifi.”
you lean up and kiss her. just once.
and she melts immediately. like putty.
“…i still don’t like her tho,” she mutters.
“i still don’t like how she was looking at you.”
you’re smiling now.
“you jealous?”
“nah, i’m territorial. that’s different.”
and when you try to walk back inside, she grabs your hoodie and pulls you back into her chest, mumbling in your ear:
“stay right here. you’re mine. she had enough of you.”
😭😭😭 GIRL POSSESSIVE AS HELL.
claire’s notes :: and now you know why i couldn’t write this one 😭.
post it note :: first ever teenage acting group fic ever . basically momo being the softest gf ever , even though yall just hated each other like last week . also what i mean by like teenage acting group , i mean like dior , walker , xotchil , all of them .
✰ - okay let’s be real. you hated her first because she corrected your line delivery once during rehearsal for a school play and you’ve never let it go.
✰ - she hated you back because you were always late to rehearsal and somehow still stole every scene.
✰ - constant bickering. eye rolls across the room. “you forgot your cue again.”“maybe if you didn’t breathe so loud, i’d remember it.”
✰ - malia baker was tired of being in the middle like girl you’re BOTH annoying.
✰ - but one day she shows up to rehearsal in a pink ribbon and you don’t know what to do with yourself.
✰ - suddenly you’re not fighting anymore. suddenly she’s laughing at your jokes and blushing when you hold eye contact too long.
✰ - you catch her looking at you during a soft monologue and her whole face is warm and she forgets her next line.
✰ - that’s the moment you knew you were doomed.
✰ - she starts bringing you snacks. like. your favorite hello pandas in a little ziploc bag.
✰ - and she’s like “not because i like you or anything. you just forget to eat lunch.”
✰ - she texts you late at night like “hey do you think we hate each other less now?”
and you’re like “maybe. depends on if you let me braid your hair tomorrow.”
and she just sends a 🧸
✰ - you find out she journals about you. like deadass pages.
“she said my name like she meant it today. i think i like her more than i’m supposed to.”
✰ - first kiss is behind the theater curtain. someone calls for you both, and she kisses you like she’s been waiting all semester. then she RUNS AWAY GIGGLING.
✰ - now she’s the SOFTEST girlfriend. like arms wrapped around your waist while you brush your teeth soft. kisses to your cheek when you’re zoned out soft.
always humming around you. always braiding ribbons into your hair.
✰ - she draws little hearts on your arm during class. writes “mine <3” in your notebook margins.
✰ - she is the type to say “you’re my favorite everything.” and MEAN it.
✰ - whenever people ask how y’all got together she just goes “we hated each other.” and smiles like that’s the cutest thing ever.
✰ - AYAYYAAAAYY IM SO PROUD OF MYSELF FOR ACTUALLY LOCKING IN AND FINISHING THIS FIC
Zombies 4 just came out, not that it matters much to you, but you're one of Malia's best friends, and she means the world to you so you supported her endlessly when her movie came out and attended the premieres, you were there behind the camera for most of her interviews.
You've known each other for a long time, and she's your home. Even your parents know that. But of course, they're responsible people and so when you asked if you could go with Malia to the Zombies premier, essentially missing your final revisions, they didn't allow you.
You were gonna make them up, you'd even asked your teacher and she said it's fine, but it was obvious they weren't budging so now you have to break the news to her. Honestly, the two of you didn't have the highest of hopes but you were still very excited, you wanted to be with her.
She walks into her room after kissing her parents goodnight and crashes on the bed right next to you. “‘M so tired. And rehearsal starts early tomorrow morning, ugh, I'm sorry we can't hang out.” She mumbles, getting under the covers. You'd slept over with Malia a thousand times before so this was pretty routine.
“It's okay, I can pass by if you're free later, I gotta study for my exams anyway.” Malia graduated years ago, she's always been crazy smart, but you were in your first few months of freshman year when she told you her plan: graduate this year and focus on her acting career.
It's been such a ride since then and you're so happy to be by her side through it, even if you're both doing very different things. You're still in your senior year.
“Ooh, if you need any help, tell me,” she yawns as she says it then slams her face into the pillow. You laugh, getting further under the covers and shutting the lamp near you off.
It stay like that for, maybe, ten minutes. Until your skin starts crawling. “Mal...” you whisper, afraid to wake her incase she's dead asleep. She doesn't respond for a few seconds and then,
“Yeah.” She mumbles.
“You're asleep?”
“No, 'm pretending.” You let out a scoff. “What do you want?”
“Need to talk to you.” She sighs, and you feel her sit up, probably to turn on the lights so you stop her with a hand on her shoulder. God, you're so nervous. “It's not that important.”
“Then why do you sound like it's life-changing.”
“Because it’s life-changing for me.” Malia’s straight, so it doesn’t really matter to her anyway. Unless she maybe decides that the two of you shouldn’t be friends anymore, but even then, that’s not that important.
“You’re getting in your own head, c’mon, tell me.” She sighs, head falling against her pillow and now you feel even worse. This is never gonna work, you’re going to ruin the friendship you’ve cherished your entire life— “seriously, please tell me.”
“I like girls.” It comes out like a blurted mess, just nervousness and lots of fear grumbled into one and thrown into the space between the two of you. Malia doesn’t speak for a while and you’re sure this is where she tells you that you’re overreacting. You’re not scared Malia won’t accept that you’re into girls, if anything, she’s the most nonchalant human you know, it’s the next part you’re worried about. “Malia?”
She sits up, and suddenly you feel her entire weight on top of you as she laughs, “I’m so proud of you.” Her arms are wrapped around yours so you can’t even hug back but you wouldn’t want it any other way. She kisses your cheek and then moves away, just enough so she’s not on top of you directly but you don’t let her get too far away, holding onto her wrist. “What—”
“It’s you,” you mumble, biting your bottom lip. It’s dark and you can’t see much but her blue braids and her lashes. You don’t know why you notice them but she’s so close, her entire face inches away and you can’t help but tell the truth, “I know because of you, because—”
“Can I kiss you?” You forgo a response and pull her down, capturing her lips with yours, she immediately grabs your waist with one hand, the other holding her up. The entire time you imagined telling her how you felt, not once did it occur to you that she would— God, this is better than you could’ve ever imagined. And she’s all yours for tonight.
𓎢𓎡 𝓲magine jock!lara fingering you against the wall after a bad game . .
a/n — lil blurb while m working on sns bc im going insane 💔
you knew lara as the confident, reserved, and fun girl whose hand was always on your waist, a small sign that she was always there, always protecting you, always owning you. that was your lara.
but every time a school game ended up not in her teams favor, she'd become the most rude, careless, and nasty version of herself, not giving anyone even a single look until she found you. her grip on your wrist is strong, almost painful, as she drags you into the empty locker room, pushing you against the wall and pouncing on you like a hungry animal.
"pussy so fucking tight, huh?" lara almost growls, jaw clenching in anger as three of her fingers pound your cunt with a distinctive sound in a fast, sloppy pace. "surprising, knowing what a little slut you are"
she practically spits the words in your ear, making you whine and grip her shoulders tighter to keep yourself upright.
"lara—"
she doesn't answer, no, just a rough slap, just her fingers now firmly gripping your chin and forcing you to look up into her eyes.
"say it right"
you know. you know immediately and exactly what she means.
"daddy, please—! i'm so close…" you whine, warm tears stinging your eyes, threatening to spill down your cheeks, and fuck, how she loves this sight.
her long fingers feel too good inside you as she curls them at just the right angle, making your legs shake along with your entire body.
but she had other plans.
"mm, no" and suddenly you feel a stunning emptiness, your pussy clenching around nothing, and a desperate sob escapes your lips. lara's palms land on your shoulders, and with no strength to resist, you fall to your knees, your face inches from her fly.
"let me cum down your throat and maybe i’ll think about destroying that greedy cunt"
“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.
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