Georgiaamoore Stories

- in which an aspiring musician met one of the women's basketball's rising star. a hit of nostalgia waved throughout, as unpleasant memories starts to resurface.

⇥ georgia amoore x fem!oc started 4/21/24

〝 𝓣HERE'S NOTHING I HATE MORE THAN WHAT I CAN'T HAVE. 〞 ── paige bueckers x fem!oc ❪ pommecitas, 2025 ❫

Maya Collins doesn't talk about why she walked away from the WTA pathway at seventeen. She came to Virginia Tech with a plan - love tennis again, on her own terms, in her own time. She is sticking to it. Georgia Amoore is good at making everything look easy. She is not as fine as she looks. She has been not-as-fine-as-she-looks for a while now. When a cross-sport mentorship program pairs them together in the fall of 2022, neither of them is pleased about it. Georgia is too direct. Maya is too closed. They have almost nothing in common - except the particular hunger that comes from being exceptional at something since childhood, and the particular loneliness that tends to come with it. The problem with Blacksburg is that it's small. The problem with spending time with someone who competes the way you compete is that eventually you start to recognize each other. And recognition, it turns out, is very hard to come back from. Different Courts is a slow burn wlw romance set against D1 college athletics. It takes its time. It earns it. Georgia Amoore x Fem OC

〝 𝓦HAT IF SHE'S WRITTEN 'MINE' ON MY UPPER THIGH ONLY IN MY MIND? 〞 ── paige bueckers x fem!oc ❪ pommecitas, 2025 ❫

"But rumor has it, he's the one i'm leaving you for" The Golden State Valkyries being the leagues new expansion team was great, but all great things have hidden drama. It isn't until the Valkyries play the Mystics that things begin to get messy. With Janelle Salaün having her eye on one of the Valkyries reporters, Camille Batton, things seem to be going her way until the Mystics come to town and a fly called Georgia Amoore can't seem to leave them alone. OC x Janelle Salaün OC x Georgia Amoore

〝 𝓓ARLING, JUST START THE CHASE, I'LL LET YOU WIN. 〞 ── paige bueckers x fem!oc ❪ pommecitas, 2026 ❫

When 15 year old Emma Stewart arrives at an elite basketball summer camp she meets her roommate, Georgia Amoore. Over these next few summers will they become friends or something...more? No matter what happens they always say one thing, "see you next summer".

〝 𝓘 BET THESE MEMORIES FOLLOW YOU AROUND. 〞 ── paige bueckers x fem!oc ❪ pommecitas, 2025 ❫

Lila ann joined as a freshman swimmer for VTs D1 team, but her new roommate is distracting her from her sport and grades, but what about her is making her feel like this? She doesn't know.

〝 𝓦E LEARNED THE RIGHT STEPS TO DIFFERENT DANCES. 〞 ── paige bueckers x fem!oc ❪ pommecitas, 2025 ❫

She was the one girl Georgia knew she couldn't have-and the only one she couldn't stop wanting. Georgia Amoore has one plan: go pro, stay focused, and keep her heart on lockdown. Distractions? Not an option. Especially not in the form of Leah-the flirty, effortlessly charming best friend of Georgia's older sister who just moved in after a brutal breakup. Leah is everything Georgia doesn't need. She's loud, magnetic, too familiar, and entirely off-limits. But when late-night teasing turns into loaded silences and fleeting touches linger just a second too long, the lines between wrong and right start to blur. Georgia fights the pull with everything she has-but Leah? Leah's never been one to play it safe. When secrets, loyalty, and desire collide, Georgia must make a choice: protect her future or risk everything for the one girl who was never supposed to be hers.

When Washington Mystics star Georgia Amoore takes a public stand on a controversial issue, the backlash spirals fast - hate mail, threats, and online harassment turn her once-peaceful season into chaos. The team's solution? A military-assigned protection detail. Enter Sergeant Alexia Hernandez, a 26-year-old Marine temporarily detached to domestic security duty. Calm, sharp, and rule-bound, Alexia is everything Georgia can't stand - disciplined to the point of robotic, emotionally unreadable, and frustratingly protective. Their first meeting ends in a shouting match. Their second ends with Georgia storming off. But as the threats grow more real, the two women are forced to coexist - in hotels, at practice, even inside Georgia's apartment. What begins as contempt shifts to something far more complicated: long glances in the quiet, tension-charged arguments that end too close, and the dangerous warmth of trust neither of them expected. Between danger outside and desire inside, Code Red isn't just a security protocol - it's a warning neither woman can ignore.

When Australian point-guard Georgia Amoore is drafted sixth overall by the Washington Mystics, she expects pressure, cameras, and competition-just not the quiet, razor-sharp English rookie who keeps shutting her down in practice. Sophie Lane plays defense like she's built for it: disciplined, unreadable, impossible to shake. She doesn't care about followers or headlines; she just wants to belong. Georgia is everything she isn't-loud, magnetic, impossible to ignore-and the clash between them sparks like static every time they share the court. But rivalry turns to respect, respect to curiosity, and curiosity to something neither of them can name. Under the glare of the WNBA lights, one bad joke, one late-night text, one lingering touch could change everything. It started as a matchup. It's becoming a heartbeat.

Azzi just went through a breakup when she rekindled a relationship with an old friend from middle school

ON HOLD Georgia Amoore, newly drafted but injured early in her rookie season, feels isolated from her team as she rehabs daily at the facility. Her coach, known for being strict and stoic, has a daughter, Jordan, who's always hanging around practices and therapy sessions-whether dropping off food for her dad or studying courtside for her psychology degree. Jordan is observant, caring, and a bit flirty and when they both find themselves sitting on the bleachers during practice something quiet begins.