Azzi Fudd X Model Fem

I’m so for real I need some ideas right now!

Guys I desperately need some requests to give me ideas so please send some in for Paige Bueckers, Azzi Fudd, Nika Mühl, KK Arnold, Caroline Harvey, Kate Martin

WISHING ALL OF Q’S VICTIMS PEACE AND LOVE BECAUSE THAT BITCH IS CRAZY

all this q drama got me to think what she done to my girl kk 😭😭

to be real i’d imagine not much coz kk refused to facetime her💀 dodged a bullet fr

Laila Edwards x Fem

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You wear her jerseys to all her games

Kissing her through the barrier before games for good luck

Stealing her clothes 24/7

She forced you to go live together on TikTok

You lay your body down on the floor next to Laila in between her and KK, you yawn laying your head on Laila’s shoulder as she talks to her fans on live. She lays her head on top of yours while reading some comments “My girlfriend is tired but I’m forcing her to stay up for you guys everyone thank her” Laila tells the live looking at you while you roll your eyes at her.

“Shut up that’s why KK cracked your phone screen a few minutes ago” You tease her sticking you tongue out pointing to the cracks at her phone. KK and Emma burst out laughing while Shane disses Laila on live about her phone “OKAY ENOUGH THIS IS NOT GANG UP ON LAILA TIME” she says loudly pushing your head off of her shoulder.

The live comments blow up with comments about you guys being cute together, you smile and kiss her on the cheek “Guys no ganging up on my girl” you state shaking your head no. Laila side eyes you “You started this baby” she deadpans turning her head to look at you. You blush and look down embarrassed “My bad bae” you mumble scratching the back of your neck while she wraps at arm around you and going back to talking to her fans.

Her convincing you to make TikTok’s with her all the time

Having to teach you dances step by step and getting frustrated when you keep messing up

She can never keep her hands off of you when your together

Hand on your thigh, arm around your shoulder or waist, holding your hand

Laila is 6’1 and she loves the height difference between you both

You walk down into the locker room after practice searching for your girlfriend. Spotting Laila with her skates on you run up to her hugging her waist, your head only reaching her stomach due to the extra inches of the skates. KK laughs at you “Yo compared to Laila right now you look more tiny than usual” she teases pulling Cassie to come take a picture of you both. Flipping them both off you look up at Laila frowning “Take them off you look like a giant it’s scary” you pout leaving your chin on her stomach looking up at her through your lashes.

Laila pouts at you back “But you look so cute from up here” she coos both of her big hands grabbing you cheeks squishing them together. Furrowing your brows you roll your eyes at her crossing your arms, she gets the hint and sits down un lacing her skates.

Standing up she still looks down at you, your head just reaching above her chest “See still short” she says looking down at you smiling. Groaning you walk away from her and go out of the locker room, her speed walking behind you. Laila grabs you from behind her hands wrapping around your waist, lifting you in the air turning you around. She lets go keeping her hands on your hips “I’m sorry okay it’s cute I love how small you are compared to me” she admits to you bending down slightly to kiss your lips.

You wear her hoodies all the time them being oversized for you

The team is always making fun of how she is soft for you and joking around about the both of you

Cooks for you whenever your hungry

She is so clingy when she’s tired

Waking up you feel something heavy on your waist, you turn around with Laila’s arm around your waist. You brush one of her braids from her face and she whines opening her eyes looking at you. Smiling at her in good morning, you move to get up out of her bed. Laila groans and pulls you back towards her “No no you’re not leaving” she mumbles spooning you.

Her leg comes around you above your waist as she puts her head in your neck leaving a few warm kisses. Wiggling in her arms you turn around again “We gotta get ready baby” you tell her looking down at her lips for a moment before back into her eyes.

“No no you stay here with me” Laila says pulling you into her chest wrapping her arms around your head and neck, not letting you move. You knew it was pointless trying to get out of bed so you relax in her arms slowly falling back asleep in her arms.

She is the sweets soul ever always doing everything she can to make you happy

10/10 kisser she grabs the back of your head and just kisses you

Having matching Pajamas together

Both of you trying to discipline Shane on live when he curses

Shane calling you “his favorite auntie”

Laila calls you “baby” “mama” “my girl” “ pretty girl”

You call her “baby” “precious” “ma”

Watching her workout in the gym while you sit and relax

Paige bueckers as your girlfriend headcannons?

Paige Bueckers X Fem

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Begs you to braid her hair before games or when she wants a hairstyle

SASSY AS FUCK SO MUCH ATTITUDE

Stealing her hoodies and clothes 24/7

Paige was at an early morning practice with her team which left you alone in your shared apartment. Paige and you shared an apartment right next to campus with some of the other girls on the team. You turn over in the empty bed and feel a sense of loneliness without your girlfriend with you. You get throwing your hair into a messy bun and grab one of Paige’s hoodies.

A sense of security washes around you as the big hoodie covers your body. You get back down on the bed and lay down sleep consuming you again. Paige comes home around an hour later to pick you, for lunch with the girls. She walks into your room and stops seeing your laying down teddy bear in one hand, her hoodie covering most of your body. She wakes you up lightly “Baby wake up come on” she coos softly. You rub your eyes and wrap your around the girl hugging her while you yawn “I missed you” you say while Paige grabs your slides and puts them on your feet for you.

“We’re gonna go get lunch at that Italian place you like you ready?” The blonde asks you looking down at you. You nod “Yeah I’m starving I’ve just been sleeping all day” you laugh. Paige bites her lip “I love how you look in my clothes baby” she says grabbing your hand pulling you to come outside where KK, Nika and Azzi were waiting in the car.

You and Drew playing Roblox together for hours while Paige is busy

Gets jealous so easily

You wear her jersey to all her games and style it with a skirt or something

Purposely makes you flustered in public

You sip your martini at the bar you went to with your girlfriend and the rest of team to celebrate there win. Paige comes up behind you and wraps her big hand around your waist “You look so beautiful right now” she whispers in your ear before leaving her head down to sip some of your drink.

You smile and bite your lip “Thanks my love you look beautiful too” you say looking at Paige who was leaning above you. She smiles and brushes a piece of hair from your face before moving her hand to hold your cheek delicately “You would look so pretty under me right now moaning my name” she says softly looking at you.

You blush and look down shaking your head at the “S-stop Paige we’re in public” you whisper your voice uneven, nervous to make eye contact with the girl. Paige stand up looking down at you “Your so cute when your all shy baby” she whispers looking down at your lips for a moment.

SHE IS SO PROTECTIVE OF YOU

Always touching you in some way shape or form

Hand on your thigh, arm around your waist or shoulders, hand in your back pocket

Brushing her hair and helping her relax after a bad game or practice

Paige sits in between your legs on the floor resting her arms on her knees while your hold her pretty blonde hair in your hands. You brush her hair for her after you take it out of the braids and ponytails “Are you okay Paige? Anything you want me to do for you?” you ask the girl while your nails scratch her head.

She leans her head back and groans softly “No baby just keep doing that for me” she sighs as your hands go back into her hair. You scratch her scalp with one hand and brush her blonde locs with the other “Okay Paige whatever you want” you whisper.

PAIGE LOVES THE HEIGHT DIFFERENCE BETWEEN YOU TWO HER BEING ALMOST SIX FEET TALL

You do her makeup for interviews or photo shoots

When you get acrylics Paige gets matching nails but without the acrylic

Paige loves buying your pretty dresses or outfits

She follows the side walk rule

You do her skin care for her when she’s too tired to do it herself

Matching outfits

me and laila are married and she wanna propose to you I gave her my blessing 🕊️

this is becoming a daily occurrence guys she wants me so bad???

YUP ITS COMING TONIGHT WE COOKING UP YALL

me and laura cooking on her laila fic in the works 🤝

TRUST y’all are gonna love this fic

@cosmopretty

I KNEW ABOUT THIS FIC FIRST ME AND ADDIE HAVE BEEN OBSESSED WITH GEORGIA

Take Me To Paris

Georgia Amoore x Fem!Reader

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synopsis: your girlfriend finally takes you on a vacation! …to australia.

a/n: maybe i’ll do a part 2 in which y/n almost dies of spiders and snakes and georgia almost dies of americanness… we’ll see but anyways i hope you all enjoy!!!

Take Me To Paris - Lana Del Rey (Unreleased)

warnings: me desecrating australia, sorry y’all, um swearing, some kissing, mostly fluff, idk if this is normal but i sleep outside sometimes on the trampoline in my backyard so like… this is normal to me lol but idk, lmk if i missed anything!!

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You weren’t exactly scared of flying, more so just constantly aware of every little thing that can go wrong.

You can’t stop bouncing your leg, checking your phone every five seconds to make sure that it is in fact charging, you’ve rechecked your bag for your passport about 20 times, and you’re clutching your boarding pass so hard you’ve kinda crumpled it.

“Let me see your boarding pass.”

You hold out your hand to Georgia, who has been looking at you slightly concerned for the past hour, and she hands over the piece of paper wordlessly.

You scan the piece of paper, ensuring that, again, her name is on it, this is the right flight, and her seat is right next to yours.

You let out a deep breath before passing it back to her.

Everything will be fine. I’m calm. I’m so calm. It’s just a 16 hour flight.

Nevermind. You’re not calm.

“How do you do this?” You finally mutter, your bouncing leg coming to a standstill.

Your girlfriend, who is very annoyingly calm, looks up from her phone.

“Do what?”

“Like, planes. Travel. I just- are you sure it’s 16 hours?”

She smiles. “Yes, babe, I’m sure the flight I’ve taken a million times is 16 hours long.”

You let out a huff, putting your head into your hands. You’re sitting at one of those charging tables near your gate, waiting anxiously for them to finally start boarding, while Georgia stands next to you, completely unbothered.

She tuts and rubs your back. “I promise you’re going to be completely fine, yeah? You’re just psyching yourself out.”

“Okay,” you mumble, taking your head out of your hands to instead stare intently at the gate. You start cracking your knuckles absentmindedly, not even noticing you’re doing so until your girlfriend sets down her phone and grabs your hands.

“Darling, I love you very much so please don’t take this the wrong way.”

You shoot her a warning look.

“You need to calm the fuck down.”

You let go of her hands and scoff, trying to be mad at her, but she’s smiling at you- and her smile really is contagious. You never really believed it before, people having contagious smiles, and maybe you’re just in love with her, but whenever she smiles you follow soon after.

She tucks a stray piece of hair behind your ear, letting her fingers linger as you pointedly look away from her.

She rolls her eyes at your antics, but simply grabs your jaw and forces you to look at her other hand, now sticking her pinky out.

“I pinky promise that everything will be fine.”

“You’re a child.”

“Oh, babe,” she whispers, looking side to side. “Maybe don’t say that so loud.”

“Shut up.”

You try to hide your smile, mouth thinning into a line, but ends of your mouth curl up into a smile as she squeezes your cheeks together.

“Okay, pinky promise. I’ll even take your carry-on for you so you don’t have to worry.”

“Well, you were gonna do that anyways,” you tease.

“Probably,” she shrugs. “Stop. Pinky promise. Now.”

You sigh dramatically but interlock her finger with yours.

“Okay, now, pinky promise you’ll calm the fuck down, yeah?”

“I pinky promise, or whatever.”

She tugs you towards her with the hand still on your jaw, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek- she lingers, for just a second.

“Love you.”

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You recheck your ticket for the same time, confirming this is the right seat.

“You want middle or aisle, babe?”

You had decided to check your bags for this flight, so Georgia is carrying both her backpack and yours, while also holding your hand through the aisles- it’s honestly pretty impressive.

“Would it be weird if I said middle?”

“Nah,” she shrugs, gesturing for you to climb into the middle seat.

You sit down, smiling politely at the man in the window seat, immediately putting up the hand rest in between you and Georgia- ignoring her smile as she sits down next to you. She starts to put your bags under the seats, but you grab yours.

You rifle through it one more time, laying eyes on your passport, your wallet, your phone charger, your book, and every other little thing before feeling calm enough to zip it up and stuff it under the seat in front of you.

“Okay,” you mumble. “I’m ready.”

Georgia gives you that same concerned look she’s been giving you ever since you got to the airport.

“Are you, like, scared of flying or something?”

“No,” you roll your eyes. “Traveling just makes me nervous. And it’s sixteen hours.”

“You’re gonna sleep for most of it,” she dismisses, grabbing your hand and squeezing it.

You let out a sarcastic laugh. “There’s no way I can fall asleep.”

She smiles at you, and you stare right back, completely serious.

“Nah, you’ll fall asleep.”

“Nah,” you echo, “I won’t.”

“C’mere,” she says, wrapping her arm around you so you can rest your head on her shoulder, kind of awkwardly- but her touch and her smell is comforting. You force your eyes shut, taking a deep breath. “There we go, darling,” she mumbles, pressing a kiss to your head, leaving her lips there to breathe you in fire a second. “Much better.”

She settles back into her own seat, putting her Airpods in and taking out her phone.

You open your eyes and stare straight ahead at the blue seat in front of you.

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“I seriously cannot believe you didn’t sleep that entire flight.”

You’re oddly wide awake right now. Maybe it’s just the excitement of finally being off of the airplane, or being in a brand new place- it feels different here. The air feels thicker- more humid?

“Wait, what time is it here?” You ask, seeing nothing but gaping blackness outside the huge windows of the gate.

Georgia looks at her phone, her arm looped tightly with yours as if you’re going to collapse from exhaustion at any moment.

“12:31.”

You frown, feeling slightly disoriented- maybe you should have slept. It’s not like you didn’t try, though. You squeezed your eyes shut for what felt like entire hours, you forced Georgia to run her hands through your hair, you listened to the most calming songs you could think of, and you simply stayed awake.

Georgia fell asleep an hour into the flight, though, and you tried to be angry at her… but eventually gave up and just let her lay practically on top of you. Which was quite a feat in economy class on an airplane, really.

“Where are we going, then?”

Georgia looked at you oddly, again very concerned- you felt kinda guilty for how worried she seems to be over you.

“We got a hotel in Melbourne for tonight, remember? ‘Cause our plane landed at midnight, and it’s an hour and a half drive to Balarat, yeah?”

The memories finally click in your brain.

“Ohhhh, yeah,” you nod. “I remember now.”

Georgia tugs you along, walking faster through the terminal. “Let’s get our bags and let’s get you into a bed. You’re kinda scaring me.”

She looks at you out of the corner of her eye.

“You didn’t sleep at all? Like, not even for a few minutes?”

“No,” you shrug.

She shakes her head. “There’s something wrong with you.”

“Oh, okay,” you hum, tugging your arm away from hers. “You can sleep on the floor tonight.”

She grabs your hand and tugs you right back over to her.

“Yeah, that’ll happen.”

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“Oh, my God, look up, babe.”

“Huh?” You ask, tearing your eyes away from the sidewalk. You had successfully gotten your bags and a taxi to the hotel, and you were now walking along the sidewalk to the huge doors.

“Why are you staring at the ground?”

Your suitcase gets stuck on a crack, and you tug it forward. Maybe it’s because a bed is so close now, but exhaustion is really staring to set in. All you can think about is literally throwing yourself into the bed, dragging Georgia down with you, and collapsing.

“Watching for snakes and spiders.”

“You’re not serious.”

“Um, yes, I am. Australia is dangerous as fuck. Snakes, spiders, dingos, kangaroos, sharks, crocodiles, giant fucking bats? I’m not taking risks.”

“This is fucking Melbourne, not the bush.”

“What’s the bush?”

She stops and looks up at you.

“I need you to tone down the American-ness by, like, 10 please.”

“Okay, sorry,” you huff, smile crawling onto your face, the automatic doors of the hotel sliding open. “Not my fault the only thing I know about Australia is ‘G’day, mate. I’m from down under, yeah? Kangaroos and dingo babies-’”

“I will give you money to shut up.”

“Ooh, how much?”

“Whatever you want, just please, please, for the love of God stop doing that horrible accent,”

“It’s a wonderful accent,” you fake pout.

“It’s like nails on a chalkboard. I’m being so for real.”

“Whatever,” you shrug. “Can we go see kangaroos, by the way? Like I just want to go stare at kangaroos. I want to know that they’re really real, y’know?”

“Jesus Christ- you know what? Sure. We’ll go see kangaroos.”

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“Oh, this place is nice,” you smile, dragging your suitcase into the room and shoving it in the empty space next to the bed.

“Oh no,” Georgia frowns, staring at the bed. “I must have booked it wrong, there’s only one bed.”

“Aw, that sucks.” You sit down, kicking off your shoes and throwing yourself back onto the bed. “Have fun on the floor.”

“Can we just put a pillow between us?” She asks, trying to play along with the joke but already smiling as she lays next to you on her stomach, her own shoes falling to the floor.

“No, sorry. I just feel really uncomfortable sleeping with you, seeing as you… like girls and all, and I just… I don’t support that, sorry. I don’t want to catch it from you.”

“Really?” She smiles, crawling towards you. “You’re sure you don’t like girls? Not even a little bit?”

She hovers over you, hands planted next to your head, and you wrap your arms around her neck.

“I’m so straight I actually don’t even look at girls.”

She presses a quick kiss to your lips.

You gasp but make no move to push her away. “You just assaulted me.”

“You can assault me right back, baby.”

“Disgusting,” you groan, before sliding one of your hands down to her face to push her towards you, kissing her long and slow.

She adjusts herself so her legs are now in between yours, her hand drifting down to grab at your thigh and wrap it around her waist, pulling you even closer to her, until suddenly you’re barely even kissing her, just kind of languidly going through the motions as you eyes drift shut, her comforting weight above you.

“You’re so pretty,” she murmurs, finally pulling away for air but immediately trailing kiss down your cheek and jawline to your neck.

You turn your head to the side, yawning as you do so, letting her hand squeeze your thigh and her kisses turn into the faintest marks-

“Look! There’s a balcony!”

You try to push her away from you and sit up, but she gives you a bored look.

“I’m on top of you right now and you want to go see the balcony?”

“Yeah..? You’ll be fine,” you shrug, managing to maneuver yourself out from under her, running over to the sliding glass door and pressing your face against it.

Melbourne is spread out before you. Well, more so in the distance, you’re kinda just outside of Melbourne. There’s a few bright lights even at this hour, and you can see the faintest glimpse of the balcony-

“Aww, there’s a little couch out there!”

Calling it a couch was probably making someone roll over in their grave. It was just a two person chair made out of wicker, with a thin red cushion on it. It looked uncomfortable.

Your eyes drifted up to the stars.

“C’mon,” you urge Georgia, turning around to find her waiting for you on the bed, laying on her side with her head propped up. You start tugging the blanket off of the bed, ignoring the way she exclaims in mock outrage.

“The fuck are you doin’?”

“I want to sit outside,” you explain, switching tactics and instead grabbing her hand, trying to tug her up- but she packs a lot of muscle in that body, and you can only get her to move a few inches before she braces herself and you’re stuck.

“It’s 1 in the morning?” She says, eyebrows furrowed as she looks out at the balcony.

“Yeah,” you deadpan. “The stars are out.”

She sighs.

“You really want to go out there?”

You tug on her again.

“Yes, Georgia, please come with me. I need someone to protect me from giant bats. Also, what if I see a giant spider, have a heart attack, and die right in front of you?”

She looks into your eyes.

“Please, Georgia.”

“I do like it when you say please like that,” she sighs, corners of her mouth ticking up into a smile. You grin and place a kiss onto the back of her hand.

“Please, please, please, please Georgia, my talented sexy girlfriend, will you please sit outside with me?”

“Fine,” she groans with a smile, letting you tug her up and gather the blanket in your arms. She opens the sliding glass door and gestures you through it, of course not letting you pass by her without smacking your ass.

She goes to the edge of the balcony, leaning against it and looking out down below to the street.

“It’s cold,” she groans.

You’ve already situated yourself in the somewhat uncomfortable chair, blanket spread out over you, a perfect view of the stars in front of you- the only thing missing is your girlfriend.

“That’s why I brought the blanket, duh.”

“Smart-ass,” she teases, and you smile and open up the blanket for her. “Sure you’re comfortable being so close to me? Sharing a blanket?”

“Shut up, Georgia.”

“Yes, ma’am,” she mumbles, mocking you under her breath, but when she finally puts her arms around you any bratty comeback in your head disappears.

Her arm is around your shoulders, your head is leaning against hers, your legs intertwined under the blanket.

“I love you,” you mumble, also letting out a yawn.

She turns her head towards you, that signature big smile taking up her entire face. She presses a kiss so softly to your hairline you think there’s no possible way she could show you she loves you more.

She lets her lips linger. That’s how you know she loves you. She’s always lingering around you- chasing after your hand when you let go, kissing you too hard and immediately going back in for more, hugging you for what could arguably be called too long- she never wants to let go of you.

“Love you too,” she finally replies. One of your arms finds it’s way around her neck, hand playing with the back of her hair, her humming softly in approval. “I wanna spend everyday like this.”

You laugh a little. “Me asleep on my feet, stressed the fuck out, annoying you about Australia in a random hotel in Melbourne?”

“I mean I wanna spend everyday with you. Doing something new everyday. Even if you annoy me about Australia.”

“Aw, mate, you’re so sweet,” you reply with a small smile. She seems to choose to ignore you, and you decide to be nice and drop the accent. “I want to do everything with you. Except, maybe somewhere with less giant flying bats. How about Paris?”

“Giant fucking bats,” she mumbles to herself, blowing out air. “Where the fuck are you getting that- y’know, nevermind. Yeah, let’s go to Paris.”

“Yay,” you mumble, yawning again as you close your eyes, the pretty stars shining behind your eyes.

“Baby,” Georgia starts after a second, very softly, caressing your face to keep you awake. “I’m not sleeping out here.”

You roll your eyes. “Fine,” you mumble, kicking your leg out. “We’d be fine though. But, if the big bad Aussie girl is scared of sleeping outside, that’s fine.”

“Okay,” she says, seemingly offended even as she helps you up, grabs the blanket and keeps you close to her. “I’m not scared, babe. I just want to sleep in an actual bed.”

“Sure,” you hum, throwing yourself onto the bed and feeling Georgia lovingly place the blanket over you before climbing in beside you.

She rests her head on your chest, and everything feels so good and so right you yawn one final time, eyes shutting in a way that you know they’re not opening again.

“Goodnight,” you whisper.

She kisses the bare skin of your chest, letting her lips linger.

“Goodnight, pretty girl.”

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Just me and @star-girl69 texting about the loves of our lives

Georgia Amoore

She’s so fine DID U WATCH HER LIVE WITH KK ARNOLD OMFG

Me and @star-girl69 writing a whole fic in messages rn our minds together are unstoppable 💪💪

You keep KK and let me keep nika

deal?

y’all i’m tryna teach my sister and my cousin the uconn team from 23-24 and this is how im helping them learn who is who

(when a pic of the full 24-25 team comes out imma do the same thing)

ignore how jana’s name is above aubrey, idk what happened (hence the arrow)