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im a fanfiction writer. 18+ MDNI. nelly, i’m 21
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IF IT IS NOT PAIGE BUECKERS X READER DONT PUT PAIGE BUCKERS X READER TAGS!!!!!
thinking about dom BG talking u through it
brittney griner x fem!reader
warnings: dirty talk, mild light degradation if u squint, thigh riding, praise, p wout plot
mini unedited blurb while i work on a huge fic
she just got back from a long practice and my god you’d missed her all day.
you run downstairs when you hear the door close and immediately you’re on her like a predator on its prey.
she giggles and picks you up, carrying you to the couch, he hands under your ass. “someone’s needy…” she teases.
“shut up i missed you.” you huff, placing little kisses on the crook of her neck.
you’re hungry for her, tongue deep down her throat, rolling your hips. the heat you know well is pooling in your lower stomach, making you whine with need.
she chuckles as she feels your hips desperately grinding against her, aching for release.
with her hands on your hips, she easily lifts you, positioning you over one of her thighs.
“So desperate, aren’t you baby?” she teases, one hand going to your jaw so she can tilt your head up and kiss your neck.
too horny to defend yourself you just nod.
she moves both hands back to your hips and guides your movements, flexing her thigh to ensure you can feel her even through your thins shorts.
she reaches down the waistband of your shorts and panties at once, quickly finding your clit, rubbing fast circles.
“gonna cum just from this huh? you’re that desperate?” she grins, watching the way you’re breathing gets heavier and your throat fills the room with whimper.
“that’s it,” she continues, “good girl. you got this, you gonna come for me baby?” she coos. all you can do is nod, looking at her with helplessness and need.
she slides in two fingers. you’re wet enough that she didn’t need to start with one.
it’s greedy really, how much you want from her. she curls her finger, long digits hitting right on the soft gummy spot inside you that made you whine and burry your face in her neck.
“fuck–” you gasp. “please brit…” you whine.
“please what? use your words pretty.”
“wanna– come–” you choke out, hips rolling sloppier and sloppier.
“go ahead, come all over my finger baby,” she smiles, one hand guiding your hips, the other still inside you.
“fuck!” you cry out, heading rolling back as waves of pleasure was over you.
“that’s it, good girl baby… that’s it.” the praise makes it 10x better. her voice in your ear telling you how good you are? it gets you every time.
she pulls her fingers out carefully and brings them up to her lips, holding eye contact as she sucks her fingers dry. you’re a mess.
“tastes so good baby… all cause of me.”
you nod, body falling weak against her, she rubs your back soothingly.
idk what's up with all this hate for the PAZZI cheating fic, i guess it's just fanfiction, the writer doesn't actually WANT paige to cheat on azzi or sm, it's just fanfic and i guess there are bigger problems on this app than a blurb
ANYWAYS maybe that's just me
THANK YOU!!! why are we so peeved over <2k words of writing on TUMBLR😭😭
Pls I love your writing I need MORE PAIGE FIC FROM YOU
yessss! i’m working on a really big paige fic rn! everything. smut, fluff, angst, the whole works! just a few more days!
would yall want this? it’ll be so short cause i don’t have anything to add but it’s basically a lot of references to the song
its not about me reading.. its about respect and basic morals. You write about Paige so im assuming you’re a fan of her, so you decide to write about her cheating on her girlfriend so the person reading can fantasize about being the person she cheats with ?
Do you think P or A would be okay with someone fantasizing about her like that? answer quickly.
And no, other people who write paige fics aren’t writing about Paige cheating on Azzi with themselves 😭
i’m curious by the last paragraph, do other paige fics not bother u? like is ur issue with my fic specifically or a broader issue with fanfiction?
also i feel like with a lot of fanfiction is more of a general creative writing/story idea and i’m using pre existing ppl to write based off of instead of coming up w my own characters, bcuz it’s easier, it’s fun, and ppl like angst.
i really doubt paige is the cheating type and i’m not trying to imply that about her if ur worried im like insulting her or something
yall are so weird with the things you write, fanfic or not, do you seriously think Paige or Azzi would be okay with you writing about them like that?? You’re writing about your fantasies with Paige and Paige cheating on Azzi with the person reading.
I honestly dont think you should keep that post up
i feel like fanfiction is very common, especially on this app, there’s thousands of fics about paige on here. u don’t have to read it if u don’t want to
are you f—king serious?
paige bueckers x fem!ex!reader angst
synopsis: paige is ur ex, but ur in town for a game, she asked to see u, only for u to find out she’s with azzi (azzi finds out paige cheated too)
warnings: cheating, fighting, cursing, lot implied sexual stuff so NSFW
a/n: i wanna be a consistent writer and i can’t do it. this sucks. wtv happy pride gays, not edited
w/c: idk my computer’s broken
You woke up feeling like shit. Your team was playing UConn today, it’d probably be a close game– you guys are good– but you’re playing UConn, you weren’t gonna win.
That’s not what bothered you though. Losing to one of the top teams in the NCAA? That’s to be expected. What bothered you was a certain 6’0 bleach blond point guard. You were stressed about seeing her in the game, until she texted you at 11:16 p.m. last night.
I’m still in the same apartment
come over?
You knew better than to go over. Okay you thought you knew better but apparently you didn’t, because you found yourself in an Uber to her place.
You swore to yourself you weren’t this stupid. You were gonna go over there and yell at her for being a toxic piece of shit. Right? Okay maybe you are that stupid you realized as all of your clothes ended up on your floor, Paige’s face between your legs, telling you how much she “missed this pussy like crazy”. I guess you are that stupid after all.
But come on, what were you supposed to do? Her hair in the slicked back low bun? Her shorts low enough that you could see the “Calvin Klein” waist band on her underwear.
Did she do this on purpose just to fuck with you and win the game? Okay that’s stupid. She could win if we’d never met or if we were madly in love, this had nothing to do with basketball.
But honestly? You’re pissed. She was a shitty girlfriend, and she barely even dumped you, just texted “i don’t think this is working” out of the blue and ghosted you. Fuck, why did you even go over there last night?
So here you are on the bus to Gampel Pavilion. You’re sitting next to your teammate– one of your best friends– and you’re having a hard time keeping things from her.
“Alright babes, what’s going on. Is Paige getting to you?” She looks over at you knowingly.
All you can do is sigh and shrug, embarrassed to admit you just came undone in her very bed last night. “Maybe…” You grumble.
“Come on, she left 5 months ago. How is she still in your head?” She scoffs.
“I mean… she wasn’t.” You mumble, avoiding eye contact.
“Then why now?” She furrows her brows at you.
“Please don’t kill me…” Yoy look up at her with an apologetical grimace.
“Oh God, what did you do?”
“Paige maybe sorta texted me last night and we maybe sorta kinda hooked up…” You admit sheepishly.
“You dumb bitch!” Your teammate groans, shaking her head.
“Okay! Okay! Shhh!” You scold, looking around to make sure no one else on the bus is listening in. “Listen I know it wasn’t smart okay?”
“Then why do it!?” She whisper yells at you.
“I don’t know!” You sigh. “Believe me I wish I knew… there’s just something about her okay?”
“You’re so stupid…” She just sighs shaking her head.
You only left the locker room to go fill up your water, but you remember these halls well. You remember last time you were here a year ago, when Paige dragged you into a janitors closet, insisting you needed good luck before the game. You remember almost getting caught by one of the assistants coaches.
You’re just standing by the fountain, watching your bottle fill, two of your teammates bottles in hand. You hear sneakers and don’t think anything of it until you look up and see Paige.
She’s already in her uniform shorts, and presumably her jersey too, but she’s wearing a UConn Huskies hoodie. Her hair is slicked back, with her signature braids in the front, that her friend Kayla does before every game. You give her a polite smile despite everything that’s going through your head. But she doesn’t walk past you, she stops at the fountain.
“Hey.” She smiles.
You give her a look, what is she doing? You assumed that you would both pretend nothing happened last night, but did Paige want something to come out of that? No way… “Hi.” You smile back. It’s tight, disingenuous.
“What? You mad at me or smn?” She cocks a brow.
“No.” You shrug. “Just not sure how to act I guess.”
“We can be normal you know?” She chuckles. This is so easy for her isn’t it? You hate that cocky smile.
“Sure, whatever” You shake your head.
“Come on honey, it’s just me” She smirks.
“Fuck off,” You roll your eyes, done filling all three water bottles you start to walk away, but her hand on your arms forces you to turn around. “What?”
“I don’t want you to hate me.” She says, this actually feels… sincere. A hint of vulnerability behind the constant “i’m better than everyone” front.
You sigh. “I don’t hate you. Happy?”
Before Paige can respond, Azzi Fudd comes jogging down the hall. You know her well. how could you not? You dated Paige almost a whole year, of course you know her best friend. You give Azzi a polite smile.
Azzi approaches Paige, putting a hand on her shoulder and leaning up to kiss Paige’s cheek. “Hey babe” she smiles at Paige.
Your heart sinks? Babe? A kiss on the cheek.
You furrow your brows. “Wait are you two…”
Azzi smiles. “Sorry I know it’s awkward,” she giggles. “Yeah we’re together now. I mean you two are on good terms though right?” She smiles so innocently. So happy to be with Paige. So oblivious thinking you’re just some ex from deep in Paige’s past.
You swallow, looking at Paige who’s staring at the ground. Seemingly aware she messed up big time. “Wait are you fucking serious?” You’re looking at Paige not Azzi.
Azzi looks confused but apologetic. “Wait I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have been so affectionate in front of you,” she looks genuinely guilty, worried she hurt you as she drops her hands from Paige’s shoulder.
“What? Are you guys open or something?” You scoff.
Azzi looks even more confused and Paige is still chewing the inside of her cheek, staring at the ground, avoiding eye contact. “What? No?” Azzi scoffs.
“Tell Paige that,” You scoff, looking at Azzi and shaking her head. “Did she tell you what she did last night?”
Azzi face sinks, you can see her heart breaking in real time. “What?” She sounds devastated… poor girl. It’s not her fault she got swept up by Paige.
“Fuck you Paige.” You shake your head, turning to walk away.
“Wait!” She calls out your name after you but you don’t even look back. Azzi turn away too. “No Azzi!” You both walk away from her, leaving her standing there alone in the hallway.
You can’t believe it. After an hour– maybe hours– of worshipping your body like that, after sweet talking you like she wanted to be friends again? And she’s been fucking Azzi? You feel disgusting, as if you didn’t already feel gross enough as is.
You’re pissed, you walk back into the locker room quietly seething.
“Took you long- enough…” Your teammate laughs as she takes her water bottle back, but hesitates as she sees the look on your face, knowing you’re not just late because of a bathroom stop or getting lost.
You play dirty. You don’t mean to but you can’t help it. Paige is playing like shit tonight and you’re at the top of your game. You’re angry and you’re using it.
That night you blocked her on everything. Messages, Instagram, TikTok, Snapchat.
How could you be so dumb to think she wanted you again. She dug her own grave and she can sink in it.
okay i hope u like this! lmk if i should do a part two but idk i feel like it’s complete.
we never even dated
pairing: bad bunny x reader
summary: ur mourning ur situationship with benito, based on “we never dated” by sombr
wc: idk but it’s really short
warning: angst, suggestive
an: ik i’ve been gone a really long time. my computer broke and i hate writing on my phone but i missed tumblr so i gave in and finally wrote this fic on my phone😔
as always not proofread or edited
how come we never even dated? but i still find myself thinking of you daily…?
things would be easy if benito was a one night stand, and honestly you weren’t too far from it right? at least that’s what you tell yourself.
because honestly, it wasnt more than just a bunch of one night stands right?
people cook their one night stands breakfast, it’s polite.
people let their one night stand stay over all day, and watch their favorite shows together, because they want company.
one night stands aren’t always just a fast fuck, it’s not uncommon that benito was slow and careful with you. it’s not weird that he’d spend hours at night, worshipping your body, treating you like something precious, one of a kind, valuable, rare. no this isn’t uncommon at all, it’s because he’s just a nice guy, with respect for women.
he wasn’t always tender. no there were nights he was fast and hard, the way a one night stand should be. but then… why would he massage your thighs the morning after, and was your hair in the shower? no this was just pity, this was just him trying to be a good guy.
and if you were something, why hasn’t he texted you in three weeks? why did he stop sending u those i miss you’s at 11, asking you to come over.
why has he stopped sending you his songs?
he found someone else to listen surely. he never sent them to you because he cared right, it must’ve been because whoever he wanted to send them too was out of his life. right?
it’s normal to think about your one night stands constantly– right? i mean, sure you felt heartbroken, but you couldn’t be, after all you never even dated
dividers @ /feimingo
The time when I drunkenly wrote letters to my boss and all hell broke loose
Pairing : congressman!bucky x assistant!reader
Summary : When you get drunk and accidentally confess all your wild fantasies to your boss via e-mail, it might be your biggest mistake. But good for you, your boss doesn't mind it all that much. In fact, he's quite elated.
Word Count : 5k
Warnings : confessing spicy fantasies via email, inappropriate professional behaviour, mentions of reader’s filthy desires (not specifying all of them here, it would ruin the fun), congressman barnes (he's the biggest warning of them all), Smut, 18+, MDNI, oral (f. recieving), fingering, hand job (if you squint), PinV, PWP, nasty language, bucky is already gone for reader even before receiving the letters, and reader, well….she’s down very bad.
A/N : full credit of this fic goes to @emmathefanficgal and her brilliant mind for coming up with this idea and for listening to me yap endlessly when i was losing my mind over this…..Love you a ton, emma
greatest fic ever
i call this phenomenon "god hates me"
What are those things that u think she’s right about,cause why u questioning a relationship ur not in and has nothing to do with u because of a tumblr.com account that literally hates Azzi with everything thing within her??
i just think it’s weird that they never made posts on each others birthday, and that it seems like they haven’t seen each other since the Dallas season besides the ring ceremony. seems like paige would’ve been in Connecticut more to be with her gf, rather than vacations and random texas excursions. this is just shit that i notice, i don’t believe this just because of labubu and i think most of her posts are absurd
If labubu was around for Megan and Sue's relationship then they would they don't like each others posts that often. Liking and commenting on posts is the whole point of instagram. Telling someone they look good on insta isn't flirting. Also Paige was just hanging out with Azzi's family her grandpa posted a pic.
bro labubu is definitely around during that time she’s fucking old which makes all her actions worse and more disgusting
An anon has sent me an ask about Labubu knowing Megan and Abby Wambach? mind you I like soccer too but I’m way too young to know about the lore about those two UNLESS you are fucking old and in their business during that time but anyway I ain’t surprised bc labubu is in every couple’s business bc she’s a freak and she’s scary bc wtf right 😳
i think labubu might be right about some stuff, paige and azzi have had me question their relationship for a while, THAT SAID. she’s rlly hateful especially like why was she body shamming azzi??? and so confident like girl why are u so up in these girls businesses like she is way too invested in ppl who have never heard of her
"Can we talk about how normalised reading/watching nsfw is" "can we not normalise fetishes"
And you call me dramatic when I say sex negative views are coming back.
Can I just point out that NSFW stands for "not safe for WORK," not "not safe for LIFE." Are you always at work? Is it normal to always act like you're at work? No? Then "reading/watching nsfw" is already perfectly normal, and has no need to become "normal-ized."
right like god forbid i read that stuff in the privacy of my room alone! it’s not normalized to read this shit to your co workers, no it’s normal to lean into ur desires. womp womp.
Backshots... Back Pain, Sorry
Aaron Hotchner x fleabag!reader Genre: SMUTTY smut kind of smut. Fluff if you're a freak. Summary: It starts with a back massage, ends with your face in a pillow and Hotch scolding you mid-thrust for arching your back incorrectly. You’d argue, but it’s hard to speak when he’s fixing your posture with his [REDACTED] Warnings: MDNI (established... whatever this is, oral [f!receiving, brief mentions of m!receiving], unprotected p-in-v bc we live on the edge [♫ of glory ♫]), age gap, casual oopsie choking, accidental-but-not-really voyeurism, Hotch is pussy-whipped af but somehow still is a patronizing piece of shit, mentions of Jack (sorry Jack) Word Count: 6.6k Dado's Corner: Phi attempting the “Don’t write Hotch like a pathetic bottom after humiliating him in 30 Seconds” challenge: lasted a strong 30.5 seconds. Proofreading brought to u by Dr. Bin @hotchology PhD
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The first thought you had when you saw how big Aaron’s hands were was not, (un)surprisingly, that they’d be perfect for back massages.
That was probably your second thought.
Because your first was… well, that those thick fingers looked suspiciously well-suited for another kind of activity involving a lot more curling and a lot more work from his middle and ring finger.
Still.
Now – naked (just the top half, because he insisted. Something about how deep tissue massage works better on bare skin and some other pseudoscientific bullshit you’re trying very hard not to sexualize)- lying face down and completely at his mercy, you have to admit:
He’s freakishly good at the massage thing too.
possibly the best smut I have ever read