you're a bad idea, but a real good time bella hines x fem/oc that was the problem. it had never been just practice. it had never been just friendship. it had always been something more. they just didn't say it. and eventually, that silence? it stopped protecting them. and started breaking them instead

Reese Whittaker and JuJu Watkins swear they're just best friends, but if that's true, then best friends cuddle a lot, stare at each other too much, and get way too jealous over random people. Everyone knows they're in love-except for them, because denial is a hell of a drug. [juju watkins x fem oc]

𝗶 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗱 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘆𝗼𝘂. 🗝️˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ "do you guys wanna play kiss, marry or kill?" "𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨" 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮' 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆, 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝗼𝗿 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲? 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆. "and what about truth or dare?" "𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳" 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵, 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗲, 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗹, 𝗶 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗼𝘁𝗹𝗲 "i listened to this song, and it reminded me of you" 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝙝𝙚𝙧. "you kissed me." "𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘮𝘦" 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄, 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗲

when paige meets the new transfer to the team... again paigexfemoc

Jessica Williams, UConn's sophomore basketball star, finds herself reluctantly mentoring the rising freshman sensation, Paige Bueckers. As competition heats up on and off the court, the thin line between rivalry and something deeper threatens to change everything. [paige bueckers x fem oc] [overtime au]

｡⋆ʚ♡⃛ɞ everything she knows brings her back to them. was originally "i bet you think about me" Ⓒ -latenighttalkinq

Kai Slade, a talented and ambitious young professional, lands the coveted role of media director for the UConn women's basketball team. As she immerses herself in the fast-paced world of sports media, Kai finds herself drawn to the team's star player, Paige Bueckers. Despite their initial differences, Kai and Paige form a deep connection as they navigate the challenges of fame, competition, and love in the high-stakes world of college basketball. Their journey is a rollercoaster of emotions, passion, and self-discovery as they strive to balance their personal and professional lives while chasing their dreams on and off the court

I moved to the sink, pretending she wasn't there. My fingers rubbed the soap into a lather, the rhythm grounding me. Her gaze bore into my back, heavy and unyielding. "Um, Kartier, can we ta-" "Don't call me that," I cut her off, my voice low but sharp. The nickname sat between us like a shard of glass, a reminder of everything we weren't anymore. I focused on washing my hands, refusing to meet her eyes. Her voice softened. "Well... Karter, can we talk? Please?" I turned slowly, squinting at her. "Why now, Aubrey? After five years? You know how weird that is?" My words were harsher than I intended, but the wound was still raw, even if the scar had formed over it. Her expression faltered, the shine in her eyes turning glassy. She looked away, and I could see her swallow hard, her chest rising and falling with the weight of whatever she wanted to say. "I can explain what happened," she started, her voice fragile, almost lost. "I just... I need you to let me. I want to clear things up between us." I studied her, trying to find the truth beneath her pleading eyes. Sympathy tugged at the edges of my resolve, but I buried it deep. She had her chance, and what she did-it still burned. "Clear things up?" I let out a dry laugh, my tone hollow. "I don't care, Aubrey. I don't need your explanations or your apologies. I don't want you calling me, texting me, none of that. Just... stay away from me."