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HEARTLESS || drabble
(gf!paige bueckers x gf!reader drabble)
sypnosis: your history with olivia may or may not have found its way onto the court, and paige is not happy about it
author's note: okay so like they're little argument/fight thing the other night has been doing things to me so i wanted to write about it! i want to preface this by saying that i have no hard feelings against either of them and their characterizations in this drabble are purely fictional. i like both of them! reqs are open!
masterlist || masterlist pt. 2 || wattpad || tiktok
point of my life - situationship!paige x reader . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁.
𑣲 warnings - smut, spit, angst, gaslighting ig, toxic paige, no proofreading MDNI english is not my first language!
𑣲 summary - its been a while since you last heard from paige, and you’re fed up with her bs so you decide to talk about it, wich ends in more than you expected
based on “ Point in My life - Gucci Mane ”
‘ im a this point of my life…im having sex with your mind ’
wc : 1,5 ish k
the dim light of your phone screen was the only thing keeping the room from going completely pitch black. it had been weeks since she’d last text you, days of staring at a blank screen, feeling that heavy knot tighten in your stomach every time you realized she’d left you on read. you’d finally convinced yourself you were done. you built up a wall, promising yourself that the next time she reached out, you wouldn’t even give her the satisfaction of a reply.
then, the mattress buzzed against your hip.
Paige: you up? 11:42pm
you stared at the two words, your chest tightening instantly. you knew exactly what replying meant. you knew you shouldn't do it, that it was a trap, that the second you typed back you were giving up all your power.
: yeah. just finishing some stuff. 11:45pm
but of course, you replied anyway. because you always did.
Paige: come over. i miss you. 11.46pm
: i don't know paige. it's late and i have a lot to do tomorrow. 11:46pm
Paige: please? just want you here. the door is unlocked. 11:48pm
you stared at the screen until the light dimmed, your brain was telling you to lock the phone and go to sleep, but your hand was already reaching for your keys.
i’ll go, you told yourself, needing to believe your own lie. but i’m staying on the couch. i’m going to look her in the eye and tell her this is the last time.
12:21am by the time you pushed her front door open, your chest was tight with sorrow. paige was sitting on the edge of her couch, looking up the second the door clicked. she didn't say anything at first,she just stood up, stepping into your space with that weight she always carries, reaching out to pull you into a kiss like no time had passed at all.
you pulled your head back, stepping out of her reach. "don't," you said, your voice tighter than you wanted it to be. "you ignore me for three weeks, paige. i don't hear a word from you, and then you send a text at midnight expecting me to just show up. i can't keep doing this. it makes me feel like shit."
the room went completely quiet. instead of getting defensive, the blonde just let out a slow, exhausted breath, rubbing the back of her neck. when she looked up, her expression was entirely stripped of that usual cockiness.
"are you serious right now?" she asked, her voice dropping lower as she took a slow step closer. "you're making it sound like i'm doing this on purpose. like i'm trying to hurt you."
"i'm not making up the fact that you completely ghosted me—"
"everything is pulling me in a million different directions right now," paige interrupted softly, her eyes locking onto yours, steady and heavy. "i’m at this point of my life where everything is moving so fast, and it's stressful, and i honestly thought you were the one person who got it. the one person who didn't need me to explain myself every single day just to know where we stand"
she reached out, her thumb catching the edge of your jaw, her fingers warm against your skin
it felt more than familiar. god, you had missed her touch so much it actually physically ached. you could easily just blow everything right now, forget the argument and just lean in to kiss her. but you knew better. you had to keep your guard up
"you're the only person i feel safe around," she whispered, her gaze dropping to your lips for a split second before coming back up. "the only one who doesn't constantly demand something from me. but if you're going to start putting all this pressure on me too... then maybe i was wrong"
your throat went dry. within less than a minute, she hadn't apologized once, but the anger in your chest was already dissolving into a wave of guilt.
"i'm not trying to pressure you," you muttered, hating how small your voice sounded.
"i know," paige murmured, the tension leaving her shoulders as she saw your expression soften. she slid her arms around your waist, pulling you completely flush against her. "you're just in your head. you always do this. stop thinking so much."
she leaned up, her lips brushing against the sensitive skin just under your ear. "come to bed with me im sure we’ll figure it out"
and just like that, the fight was entirely gone.
when you followed her into the bedroom, the air felt thick, the lingering frustration twisting into something sharp and desperate. paige didn't rush. she backed you up slowly until the backs of your thighs hit the edge of the mattress, her eyes fixed on yours like she was tracking every single breath you took.
she reached down, her hands slipping under the hem of your shirt. her palms were warm against your ribs, sending a sudden shiver through you as she lifted the fabric up and over your head, letting it drop to the floor. you stood there in just your underwear, completely exposed under her
paige didn't pull away, she just stepped closer, her thighs brushing against yours as her fingers found the button of your pants. she undone them deliberately, sliding them down your legs until you had to step out of them, leaving you entirely bare for her. your heart was knocking hard, your brain still trying to process how quickly you had unraveled.
"look at you," paige quieted, her voice rougher now, as her hands slid back up the inside of your thighs, the friction leaving a hot trail of goosebumps.
she pulled her own shirt off in one motion, tossing it blindly behind her. she was lean, solid, and completely in control in just her sports bra and sweats, you hated how much you missed seeing her like that.
she slid onto the mattress, her weight pressing you down into the sheets as she settled between your thighs, her knees pushing yours wide apart. she didn't let you look away, her hand coming up to grip your jaw firmly, tilting your face up.
"stay right here," she murmured against your mouth.
she leaned down and kissed you
hard, deep, and completely breathless. her tongue slid past your lips, taking everything you had left, when she finally pulled back, a thick, wet line of saliva stretched between your lips. paige didn't wipe it away, she caught it with her thumb, smearing the wetness down your bottom lip, over your chin, and down the column of your throat.
keeping her eyes locked directly on yours, paige pooled a heavy amount of saliva into her palm, the wet, slick sound of her hands rubbing together making your stomach drop in the best way possible. she slid her damp fingers down between your thighs, finding your heat and burying two fingers deep inside you all at once.
a broken gasp caught in your throat, your hips arching off the bed on pure instinct. she didn't give you time to adjust. she started moving her hand in a heavy, deliberate rhythm, bottoming out inside you while her thumb pressed hard against your clit, smearing your own slickness back over you.
"you're so wet for me," paige whispered, leaning down so her breath hit your collarbone. "even when you're pissed off at me, your body doesn't know how to lie."
you tangled your fingers into the bedsheets, your head rolling back as she sped up, her fingers curling slightly inside you, hitting that exact deeper spot that made your stomach clench. right when you were getting too close, right when you were on the absolute edge of breaking, she abruptly pulled her fingers out, leaving you completely empty and aching.
"paige, please," you gasped out, your voice wrecked and desperate in the quiet room. "don't do this."
she didn't even answer, just let out a low, breathless laugh against your thigh before replacing her hand with her mouth.
paige gripped your hips, her fingers digging deep into your skin to anchor you down as she buried her face between your legs. she was heavy, working you with long, hard strokes that had you crying out into the dark room.
she swirled her tongue right over where you needed it most, sucking at you so deeply that your hands flew to her hair, your fingers tangling in the strands desperately trying to pull her closer, completely losing your mind to the feeling.
"you like that?" she murmured against your skin, her voice thick and ruined. "tell me.
"yes—god, paige, yes," you choked out, your hips arching off the mattress on pure instinct.
she slid two fingers back inside you, matching the pace of her mouth, creating a relentless rhythm that left you completely breathless. she paused for a fraction of a second, lifting her head just enough for those eyes to hold you down.
"i have you right where i want you," she murmured, her voice a low, raspy growl. "i'm having sex with your mind right now. you know that, don't you?"
"i know," you whimpered, totally undone, unable to even try to hide it. "just don't stop."
a choked, pathetic sound escaped you because god, she was right. it was a complete mental takeover, and you were letting her do it.
before you could even breathe, she slammed her fingers deep inside you, her tongue hitting you at the exact same time with a hard, flat pressure. it was too much. your whole body went completely rigid, you felt yourself tightening around her hand as a violent orgasm ripped through you. she didn't back off either she kept her mouth pressed firmly against you, drinking you in while your hips twitched helplessly against her face.
when she finally crawled back up your body, her lips were slick and glistening in the dim light. she leaned down and kissed you deep, feeding your own taste back into your mouth, forcing you to swallow it.
"see?" paige whispered against your mouth, her chest heaving as she pinned your wrists to the mattress, her body heavy and warm over yours. "stop thinking. just take it."
hours later, the room had settled back into that deep, quiet chill.
paige was fast asleep beside you, one of her long arms heavy and secure over your waist, her breathing steady against your shoulder. she was completely at peace, her comfort zone perfectly restored because she had gotten exactly what she came for.
you lay perfectly still, staring up at the dark ceiling. you had driven over here to end things, but she knew exactly which buttons to push to drag you right back to square one. wrapped in her arms, you realized the coldest truth of all: she really did own you, and you had absolutely no idea how to take yourself back.
:¨ ·.· ¨: 「paige bueckers」 `· . 𐙚first timeˎˊ˗
pairing: paige bueckers x reader word count: 1k warnings: fingering (r! receiving) a/n: Idk how to write smut but we (yes WE) are going to ignore that. I wrote this all the way back in August, but never got around to posting it, but I’m trying to clear out my inbox, so I’m posting this as a holdover, hope you enjoy!
The Ultimate Boston College Hockey Guide (Smith vs. Celebrini Era)
Boston is hands down one of the most passionate hockey cities in the world.
A huge part of that is obviously the Boston Bruins, but the true heartbeat of this city lies in its century old college hockey history specifically, the legendary BU vs. BC rivalry.
Since I live here in Boston, I know a lot of you are curious about how things work around here. I’m not going to lie, college hockey can look like a maze of different brackets and trophies, but their season actually breaks down into three main battlegrounds.
If you want to understand what they are fighting for every week, here is the ultimate breakdown:
1. The Beanpot (The Battle for Boston) 🫘🏆
If you want to understand the pure, unadulterated soul of Boston hockey rivalry, the Beanpot is everything. It doesn’t count toward the national title, but it is worth the ultimate "city bragging rights."
What it is: A high-stakes, mini-tournament that has happened every year since 1952. It only features Boston's "Big Four" hockey schools: BU, BC, Northeastern, and Harvard.
How it works: It takes place on the first two Mondays of February. It’s straight-up single elimination: on the first Monday, the two semifinal games happen. On the second Monday, the losers play for 3rd place (consolation), and the winners face off in the grand final.
The Vibe: It’s played at the TD Garden. The arena gets completely packed to the rafters with college students, alumni, and roaring university pep bands. It's loud, it's chaotic, and it's beautiful.
My take: This is my absolute favorite tournament. Sure, it might not hold the same massive weight as an NCAA national title, but it’s the pride of the city on the line. People in Boston are deeply obsessed with college hockey. You see these arenas completely sold out, people screaming and cheering like crazy, the energy and atmosphere are just unreal.
The storylines are incredible too because you could be facing a friend, a relative, a boyfriend, or a neighbor out there on the ice, which makes the crowd go even wilder.
You’re playing for the title of the city, and that means everything.
I have some photos and videos from the Beanpot that I can share if you guys want, but honestly, you just have to be there to truly understand it.
BU is absolutely dominating this category with 32 titles. However, the 2026 Champion was Boston College! 🦅
2. The Conference (Hockey East) 🧊
Before anyone can even dream about a national trophy, teams have to survive their own regional "leagues," known as Conferences.
What it is: Both BU and BC belong to Hockey East, which is widely considered the toughest, most traditional, and bloodiest conference in US college hockey (alongside other powerhouse schools like Providence, Maine, and Northeastern).
The Regular Season: From October to March, all Hockey East teams play against each other to stack up points in the standings.
The Tournament: In mid-March, the regular season ends and the Hockey East Playoffs begin. All 11 teams enter a single-elimination bracket. The semifinals and finals are also played at the TD Garden. The winner of this tournament gets an automatic ticket to the national tournament.
BC has 12 titles and BU 10.
3. The NCAA National Tournament (The "Frozen Four") 👑
This is the big one. The tournament that decides who is the true, undisputed Champion of the United States. It’s the hockey equivalent of college basketball's March Madness, but on ice.
What it is: The national tournament brings together the top 16 teams from the entire country.
How to get in: 6 spots go automatically to the winners of each conference tournament (like the Hockey East champion). The other 10 spots are filled via at-large bids based on a brutal mathematical ranking of the regular season (called the NPI). Because BU and BC are almost always at the top of the food chain, it’s super common for both to qualify together almost every year.
The Format: Win or go home. Single elimination. The 16 teams are split into 4 regional brackets across the country (4 teams each). The winner of each region advances to the semifinals.
The Frozen Four: This is the sacred name given to the National Semifinals and Finals. It’s a massive event hosted in a different neutral NHL city every year. Whoever survives the Frozen Four lifts the NCAA National Championship trophy.
BU and BC are tied here, both have 5 national titles, But as you can see, there was a time when both universities absolutely dominated the country.
My take: I absolutely love the Frozen Four. It is completely insane! It’s the most prestigious, most important trophy out there.
Every single player dreams of being a part of it, and it's the ultimate stage for athletes to truly stand out. It’s incredibly special.
The Legendary Battle: BU vs. BC (The Smith vs. Celebrini Era)
Now, let’s talk about what everyone is really here for: the infamous BU vs. BC rivalry, especially during the legendary 2023-2024 season, the year Will Smith and Macklin Celebrini went head to head.
We are talking about a rivalry that goes back over 100 years.
People around here take this incredibly seriously, you have to stay fiercely loyal to the college you choose to root for.
In my case, I root for BC. My brother went there, as well as other family members. (I won't deny that I occasionally sneak into a few BU games, but don’t let my family find out lol).
We all take this rivalry to heart. It’s intense like the NHL, but honestly, I think it’s even cooler because these are people you might actually know in real life. I can’t quite put it into words, but it’s magical.
Let's take a look at the summary of the head-to-head numbers below.
During that specific season, those two spearheaded one of the most unforgettable years in college hockey history. They literally wrote themselves into the Hockey East history books.
Back in 2024, BC won the Hockey East Championship after defeating Macklin's BU in that iconic 6-2 game.
Will absolutely went off, scoring 4 goals and earning the tournament MVP title.
As for the Beanpot, neither of them won it that year, though BU did make it to the finals (Mack ended up losing to Northeastern 🙁).
However, even though Mack didn't win a team trophy that season, he took home the prestigious Hobey Baker Award as the top NCAA player in the country, making history as the youngest player ever to win it.
When it came to the NCAA tournament, Mack’s BU and BC were the top two teams in the entire nation.
Both made it to the Frozen Four, and absolutely everyone in Boston was anticipating a historic, city stopping national final between BU and BC.
It would have been inexplicable. Sadly, the University of Denver ruined the dream by eliminating BU in the semifinals, and in the grand final, Will and BC ended up losing to Denver as well :(
(Fun fact: Denver is actually the all-time leader in NCAA national championships.)
Thats it, hope you like it!
I need more grace Knox like please
i hate that i love you like this
pairing: lsu!grace!dating x lsu!reader!dating
wc: 2.1k
summary: after a fight that ends in silence instead of resolution, the space between you and grace grows loud enough for everyone to notice—until she shows up with all the things you love, hoping it’s not already too late to be chosen.
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practice ends the way it always does—whistles sharp, bodies tired, grace already somewhere else mentally. you can tell before she even peels her jersey off.
her jaw is tight. answers clipped. she doesn’t look at you when you hand her the water bottle.
“you good?” you ask quietly, trying to keep it light. “i’m fine,” she says, too fast.