#nba voices

[jrueships]

31 and 47 make me laugh and idk why

[betterbooktitles]

A joke about NBA Jam from my album Husband Material

[arrancaria]

A SECOND W HAS ENTERED THE WIN COLUMN FOR THE SAN JOSE SHARKS

[chet-ho7mgren]

“I’m gonna do everything in my power to avoid this feeling again.”

The Thunder will be back 🙌🏽⚡️

[mercuriallworld]

[rocknroll2024]

Dream BIG!!!🤠

[platinumvoicepr]

Ryan Walton: Rising Star in the Hip-Hop Scene

Ryan Walton inks major deal with independent label Boi Bentley Enterprises Ryan Walton, a seasoned hip-hop artist hailing from Southern California, has been making waves in the music industry for over 17 years. With a career marked by innovation and dedication, Walton recently hit a significant milestone by reaching a million plays on Spotify and winning a contest on Bandlab. These achievements…

[nba24highlights]

amie Foxx does Doc Rivers Voice Impression after Game 7 lost vs Celtics 2023 NBA Playoffs Semifinals! Doc Rivers been hoarse since birth!!!🤣#hilarious #funny #impression #impressions #jamiefoxx #docrivers #jamiefoxxdocrivers #kingofcomedy #kingofvoice #voiceimpressions #nba #nba24highlights #jimmyfallon #jimmyfallonshow #viral #hoarse #hoarsevoice #hoarseness #funnyvideo #funnymoment #funnymoments😂 #76ers #sixers #nbaheadcoach #sixersnation #sixersbasketball #sixersfans #fyp #fypシ #fypforyou #fypforyoupage

[jrueships]

using the frightened kyle reaction pic to this is the only feasible explanation for Jimmy's statement bcs wtf is ever going on in that horrific contraption he calls a skull

[azzibuckets]

want you for myself [paige bueckers]

paige bueckers x fem!reader

summary: some cute fluff where paige gets jealous of all the attention her brother is getting from you

a/n: i kinda rushed this so😭 it didn’t turn out the way i wanted

word count: 1.3k

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Normally, Paige loved how good you were with Drew. How whenever he started talking about school or basketball, you always raptly paid attention, asking questions and making jokes. She loved how gentle you were with him, how when he was being too loud you always managed to bring his energy down to a more appropriate level without yelling at him.

But right now, she couldn’t help but feel annoyed at how focused you were on Drew when you were supposed to be focused on her.

“And Dad bought me three new skins for my birthday! Here, let me show you all of them.” Drew scrambled to find his iPad, and for what seemed like the millionth time, Paige leaned into you, tugging your shirt sleeve at the elbow.

“Can we go now?” she whined. “You said we would watch the wolves game together.”

“Just give me a few more minutes,” you whispered back, not even bothering to look at her. “Let me see Drew’s skins.”

Paige loudly huffed. She was bored out of her mind. “The game’s starting in five minutes, you know,” she urged, widening her eyes to show her eagerness.

“I know, you just said that two minutes ago. You go on up first, I’ll be there in a few,” you said dismissively before enthusiastically throwing yourself into yet another conversation with Drew about Fortnite.

Grumbling under her breath, Paige went up the stairs, making sure to aggressively stomp to get her impatience across. When she reached the top, she turned around, but you didn’t seem to have noticed her attitude at all, eyes totally glued to Drew’s screen.

The Timberwolves vs Mavericks game started, but Paige couldn’t enjoy it without you. Her annoyance grew as she heard you and her little brother’s raucous laughs echoing from the basement. She clenched her jaw, wondering how you were more interested childish things like Fortnite (as if she hadn’t played that game for hours every night the past month) than a basketball game with your very sexy girlfriend.

Paige was able to ignore her frustrations momentarily and get lost in the game, but when Anthony Edwards scored a buzzer-beater three to end the first quarter and she jumped up and down, instinctively going to grab you out of excitement, she realized again that you still hadn’t come up. With a groan, she headed back downstairs.

This time, you and Drew were playing on the Nintendo, both of you fully zoned in on building your Minecraft world. “Hey.” You felt a flick on your head and turned around to see a grumpy Paige. “You just missed Ant’s best moment of the season,” she declared, hoping you’d feel disappointed at having missed the highlight.

But you only said, “Oh, damn,” before turning back to the screen.

Paige sighed and decided to try again. “He shot from full court to put the wolves up at the end of first,” she prodded, hoping you’d get excited. But you merely nodded before turning to Drew and asking if he wanted to switch to creative mode.

Paige switched tactics. “Drew,” she said in a sing-song voice. “I think your screen time is up.”

Drew wrinkled his eyebrow, not tearing his gaze from the TV. “I don’t have a screen time.”

Paige stepped in front of the TV, forcing both of you to finally look at her. “Do either of you want ice cream?” she tried, smiling hopefully. “I’ll drive us to Baskin Robbin’s.”

“I’m still pretty full from lunch,” you said, “but thanks babe.”

“Yeah, me too,” Drew agreed. “Can you move now?”

Paige begrudgingly moved aside, jaw tightened as she grinded her teeth. Returning back upstairs, she watched the rest of the NBA game in a brooding silence. She felt slightly immature for being jealous of the attention her brother was receiving from you, but she’d had a long day and all she wanted was to be in your arms, watching her favorite team play.

During dinner, Paige stayed quiet as you and Drew continued your conversation about whatever new game you’d moved onto playing. You were totally oblivious to her irritation of being neglected, thinking she was just sleepy. Paige perked up after dinner, thinking Drew would fall into a food coma and escape to his room, but instead he insisted on showing you two the clothes he’d bought recently.

“I saved the best for last,” Drew announced after twenty minutes of giving you two a detailed and intricate fashion show. He ran to the bathroom, then quickly reappeared in a neat black tuxedo, with a navy pin stripe tie finished with shiny leather oxfords.

“Oh my god!” you squealed, bending down to squeeze his cheeks. “You look so adorable.”

Drew blushed at the attention as you continued to shower him with praises. Paige’s mouth dropped as she glared at the two of you. “Are you serious?” she complained. “You never react like this when I show you my shopping hauls.”

You raised an eyebrow at your girlfriend. “Maybe that’s because you buy the same grey sweatpants each time.” Drew snickered and gave you a fist bump as Paige fought back a smile, trying to mask it under feigned annoyance.

“You two are unbelievable,” she declared. “I regret letting you guys meet.”

“You’re just mad your girlfriend likes me more than she likes you,” Drew shot back, earning another high five and round of giggles between the two of you.

Paige made a show of getting up from her seat. “Well, I’ll leave you two alone since you guys hate me so bad,” she said dramatically.

It was almost 1 AM when you silently crept up to Paige’s childhood bedroom. You and Drew had stayed up gaming for hours, long after Paige had gone up to finish some homework and study. You expected the blonde to already be fast asleep, but when you opened the door, she was using her phone in bed.

“P?” You whispered, startling her.

“Dude.” Paige fixed you with an unforgiving look after recovering from her shock. “It’s literally one. What were you guys doing that took so long?”

“Sorry,” you said sheepishly, letting the door quietly shut behind you. “We were really getting into it.”

“Yeah, I can tell,” Paige said, rolling her eyes. She plugged a charger into her phone and set it on the bedside table, clearly ready to go to sleep. You shrugged and headed to the bathroom to brush your teeth and get ready for bed. But when you climbed into bed and leaned over to give the blonde a kiss, she dodged it. Ignoring your confused stare, she rolled over, turning her back on you.

“Woah.” You tapped her shoulder. “What’s up with you?”

“What’s up with me?” Paige suddenly shot up straight in bed. “You spent the entire day ignoring me. I’m starting to think you’re only dating me to become friends with my little brother,” she complained.

A small smile slowly worked its way onto your face as realization dawned on you. Paige hadn’t been tired all day. “Aw, Paige,” you teased. “Are you jealous of your 10 year old brother right now?”

Realizing how ridiculous the situation sounded, Paige avoided eye contact with you, instead concentrating on pulling the comforter around her. “No,” she said unconvincingly, her voice tiny.

“I know you’re lying, baby,” you chuckled. You reached over to cup the blonde’s face in your hands, giving her an adoring look. “You’re so cute.”

“Stop it,” Paige blushed, swatting you away. “I’m still mad at you.”

“Hey, I never see your brother!” you defended. “You can’t get mad that I’m excited to see him.”

“I know,” Paige whined. “But you don’t have to totally ignore me.”

You felt a slight pang of guilt as you thought back to how you’d completely forgotten about the Timberwolves game that Paige had been so excited to watch with you. Granted, she was excited about every wolves game, but still. “Paige Madison Bueckers,” you intonated slowly, clasping your hands together. “I am immensely sorry for the pain I have caused you today.” You planted a big and sloppy kiss smack in the middle of her forehead, causing her to groan and wipe away the slobber. “You are the light of my life,” you said solemnly. “The apple of my eye. My favorite person on earth.”

Paige pursed her mouth, trying to prevent the corners of her lips from curving upwards. “And?”

“Never again will I ignore you or miss a wolves game.” You hesitated. “Wait, can I take back that last part? You watch so many of their games it’s hard to keep up-”

Paige’s eyes narrowed and you decided to cut yourself off before you dug a deeper hole. “Nevermind!” you said brightly. “I will never again forget to watch a wolves game with my beautiful, sexy, gorgeous, incredible girlfriend.”

The blonde beamed up at you. “That’s more like it.”

You toyed at the collar of her shirt, letting your fingers brush gently across the soft skin on her neck. Looking up at her through your lashes, you said as seductively as you could, “Now can I kiss you?”

“Fuck yeah,” she muttered, grabbing your hips and pulling you in.

[doyoulikethissong-poll]

Daft Punk - Around the World 1997

"Around the World" is a song by French electronic music duo Daft Punk. It was released in April 1997 as the second single from their debut studio album, Homework. The song became a major club hit globally and reached number one on the dance charts in Canada, Spain, the UK, and the US. It also peaked at number one in Iceland and Italy. The song's lyrics solely consist of the words "around the world", repeated on loop for a total of 144 times (80 on the radio edit). In October 2011, NME placed it at number 21 on its list "150 Best Tracks of the Past 15 Years". "Around the World" was featured in one episode of first season of MTV animated series Daria. It was also used in the video games Dance Central 3, NBA 2K13 and the trailers for Ubisoft E3 2007 Rayman Raving Rabbids 2.

Michel Gondry's music video for the song features five groups of characters on a platform representing a vinyl record: four robots walking around in a circle; four tall athletes wearing tracksuits with small prosthetic heads walking up and down stairs; four women dressed like synchronized swimmers moving up and down another set of stairs; four skeletons dancing in the center of the platform; and four mummies dancing in time with the song's drum pattern. This is meant to be a visual representation of the song; each group of characters represents a different instrument. According to Gondry's notes, the robots represent the singing voice; the physicality and small-minded rapidity of the athletes symbolizes the ascending/descending bass guitar; the femininity of the disco girls represents the high-pitched keyboard; the skeletons dance to the guitar line; and the mummies represent the drum machine.

"Around the World" was Gondry's first attempt at bringing organized dancing to his music videos. "I was sick to see choreography being mistreated in videos like filler with fast cutting and fast editing, really shallow. I don't think choreography should be shot in close-ups." The sequence, initially developed by Gondry, was further expanded and streamlined by choreographer Blanca Li.

The music video won Best Dance Video at the International Dance Music Awards, and was nominated for Best Video at the MTV Europe Music Video Awards, and nominated for International Viewer's Choice - MTV Europe at the MTV Video Music Awards. The song was nominated for Best Dance Recording at the Grammy Awards.

"Around the World" received a total of 81,7% yes votes!

[nadvs]

can we please have sleeping with the enemy rafe finally announcing to his friends (and max) that they’re dating now!! 😓😓 (ps. i LOVE your fanfics🤞)

thank you sm, love!! yes yes definitely 🥰 i had to make it super fluffy i had no choice

based on this fic, continuation of this blurb

after they eat a late lunch at an off-campus restaurant, rafe is relieved that she doesn’t ask him to drive her back to her dorm. now that they’ve put it into words, this mutual understanding that their friendship had at some point become much more, he hates the idea of being apart from her.

and once he realizes that, he also realizes he’s gone soft. because he used to never think stuff like that, like it would actually physically hurt to be away from somebody. but she’s the only one he thinks like this about. and now, he figures he can say this stuff out loud.

“you’re my favorite person to hang out with,” rafe says, his thumb tapping over the steering wheel once he starts up the car.

he cringes at himself. it still feels weird saying shit like that. they usually just crack jokes and tease each other. but when he looks over at her, at how bright her smile is, he knows he’s going to keep saying stuff like that until it feels normal, because it’s worth it if she’s going look at him like that.

he suggests they hang out at the house and she happily agrees. they’re curled up on the couch and while they used to always subconsciously be touching in some way, their contact is much more intentional now.

rafe has his arm around her as they sit together. her knees are drawn up to her chest. the sports channel is always on at the house. on the screen is an nfl player sitting behind a microphone at a post-game press conference.

“you’re gonna hate that,” she says. “the interviews.”

his body always buzzes when she talks like that, like him going pro is inevitable. he’s confident in his skills, but not nearly as sure as her that he’ll make it to the nba.

“you think?” he mumbles, playing along.

“yeah, because you have to be media trained and it will not take,” she teases. “like, imagine you were interviewed about yesterday’s game.”

he squints his eyes, indulging her, thinking back to the win his team secured.

“a reporter asks you what you thought of the other team’s offensive approach,” she says. “what would you say?”

“they played like little bitches.”

“see?” she says with a laugh. “you’d lose all your brand deals in a second.”

“you think i’ll get brand deals?”

“mhm. and lots of girls,” she adds.

“already used to that.”

she slaps his chest.

“i’m breaking up with you,” she jokes.

“so, you finally admit it,” a voice from the top of the stairs says. they look up to see one of the other four basketball players living in the house coming down the steps.

“what do you mean?” she laughs.

“that there’s a relationship to break up,” liam clarifies. “you’re not just friends.”

rafe sighs. liam is one of his friends who never stops fucking with him about how married he is to her. rafe has told him time and time again that they’re just friends.

“yeah, we’re not,” he answers.

“you’re not what?” liam says.

“just friends.”

liam just looks at the two of them as they sit on the couch, blinking slowly.

“wait, for real?” his teammate asks.

“yeah,” rafe nods.

“you’re not denying it?”

“no.”

“i don’t know what to do.” liam scratches his head. “i’ve never gotten this far. uh… finally? congratulations?”

“thanks,” she chimes in.

he looks at them for another few seconds.

“this isn’t a joke?” liam says.

“no,” she answers.

“wow,” he says. “what took so long?”

“you can leave now,” rafe tells him.

“cool.”

she laughs as liam turns and heads down the hallway. the conversation goes about the same way with every other housemate as the news spreads.

eventually, she dozes off in front of the tv. she’s curled up in a ball, her hand wrapped around his bicep, her cheek on his shoulder. he can’t help but take a photo from his vantage point.

when she wakes up, she tells him she should go home. he drives her to her dorm. on the way, she’s scrolling on her phone and sees he posted a story. he hardly ever posts anything.

it’s a photo of her taken just over her head, her eyes closed, lashes resting over her cheeks, hand wrapped around rafe’s arm. it’s a sweet, almost intimate photo.

“wow,” she teases. “you’re going to hard launch me just like that?”

“sure. whatever the fuck that means.”

she laughs.

“you know, guys tend to unknowingly post the worst pictures of their girlfriends,” she tells him. “but this really isn’t that bad.”

“no shit,” he says.

“what, it can’t be bad if you took it?” she guesses, rolling her eyes.

“it can’t be bad ‘cause it’s you.”

she glances over at rafe, watching the passing street lights glowing over his handsome face. is this the kind of stuff he’s been thinking and never saying out loud? they were always honest with each other, but she gets why he wouldn’t say things like that if he thought them. it’s so far from friend territory.

she’s determined to do the same thing. to go back to saying everything on her mind to him, instead of stopping herself from sharing her affectionate thoughts like she’s gotten used to doing.

they share a long kiss before she gets out of the car. when she makes it to her room, she reposts the photo on her story, his account clearly linked. just so there’s no confusion and simply because she’s so giddy, she captions it: boyfriends can take good pics sometimes?

it reminds her of the first night they hooked up and she posted a photo of him shirtless in her room.

eventually, everyone on her squad and every basketball player on the team, including her ex-boyfriend, view the story. it’s crazy how part of the reason she and rafe even got together was for revenge over him. she was shattered when max broke things off, but he inadvertently pushed her towards her best friend.

now, there’s no way anyone can misconstrue things. rafe is her boyfriend. and she’s proud of it.

so, she keeps her promise to herself. she won’t miss any opportunity to tell rafe how much she likes him. she texts him: i’m so so so glad i met you

he replies: only three so’s?

she texts: +5 more so’s

he replies: better

then, her phone buzzes again with a text from him: me too baby. you really are my favorite person

(continuation)

[itssliyahhxoxo]

can you make a paige x black reader where her dad is a really famous nba player and she and the team go to her fathers game

(𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐆𝐄 𝐗 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑)

“Don’t be nervous he’s going to love you” you told Paige fixing her shirt as you too got ready to go to one of your dad’s games. You and Paige have only been together for a year and ever since she hasn’t met your dad, she was nervous not only because he was your dad but she was also a big fan.

“What if h-he doesn’t like me,do you know how tall he is he looks like he would crush me” she rushed out “calm down your gonna be fine,he’s going to love you just like I do” you smiled pulling her into a kiss.

You too went to go pick up the rest of the team before heading to the game.

It was 4th quarter now and by then everyone was at the edge of their seats, it was 112 to 115 your dads team winning kk was to your right kick her feet and smiling eating her popcorn.

You shook your hand laughing then turned to Paige to see her biting her nails watching the game or more like your dad with a sigh you gently took her hand in yours taking it away from her mouth “it’s going to be okay” you told her when you did the buzzer went off you looked back at the court to see your dads team cheering and screaming for their win the crowd with them.

You quickly got up pulling Paige with you “hey we will be right back” you told the team without hearing a reply you walked out onto the court to meet your father “what are you,no” Paige whisper shouted trying to pull her hand away from yours. Before she could get away you had already made it into the crowd you paused as your eyes scanned your surroundings.

A bright smile landed on your face as you spotted your dad talking to one of his teammates letting go of Paige’s hand you ran towards him “dad” you smiled,you turned around a bright smile making his way on his face once he saw you, he opened his arms letting you jump in them.

Spinning you too around he peppered you with kisses on your cheek making you giggle “hey baby girl,what are you doing here I could have gotten you better seats” he smiled placing you back down “it’s fine,besides I wanted to surprise you” you told him looking up at him.

Paige was right he was really tall. “And I want you to meet someone” you told him nervously, you looked behind you Paige was just standing there her eyes wide.you waved you’re hand towards you telling her to come over.

She took a deep breath before walking toward you two once next to you you took her hand in yours “dad..I want you to meet Paige-“ “bueckers, yeah I know who she is” you dad cut you off “y-you do” Paige asked shocked. “Yeah I see you on tv almost all the time, I even watched one of your games” he told her.

Paige just looked up at him her eyes still wide “is she ok” you’re dad asked you looking at her concerned “she fine” you said with a fake smile squeezing her hands, snapping her out of it. “But we came here to tell you something” you said your voice getting low showing how nervous you were “what” he asked.

“We’re re…we’re together,like together together and we have been for a year and we thought you should know” you told him scared of his reaction.. “ok” was all he said “that’s it ok” you asked shocked “yeah a long as your happy” he smiled at you “but,if you hurt her,break her heart or anything I will crush you” you looked at Paige.

She immediately shook her head understanding you smiled letting go of Paige and went back to hug your dad again “thank you” you mumbled into his chest “anything for you angel” he kissed your forehead with a smile.

[bueckers-sturniolo]

tiktok trends w/ p!

warnings : legit none, just a cutesy little fic i wrote

authors note: im back from the dead. senior year has kicked my ass.

you scroll through tiktok aimlessly, laid on the couch. paige is sitting at the end of it, your feet resting in her lap. she’s looking down at her phone, probably doing the exact same thing that you are. nothing really catches your eye or makes you laugh, until you scroll upon one video — it’s a girl and her boyfriend, and she’s adding ‘the fuck?’ after every sentence she says. question or statement.

you smile, then glance up at paige, trying to think of all of the possible outcomes and what she would think if you tried this on her. would she laugh? or, would she just think you’re an idiot? who cares, honestly? you think it’s funny.

you sit up on the couch, shuffling around till your head is rested upon her shoulder. she smiles a little, immediately moving to wrap an arm around your shoulders to bring you closer.

“whatcha watchin’, p? da fuck?” you say, in a sassy tone. you look down at her phone, cracking a smile almost immediately at the overall silliness of the term, but, you try to remain calm, cool, and collected. she’ll catch on too quick if you laugh.

“oh— nothing, baby. just this video of this girl ranking nba teams…” she says, her voice holding a slight bit of confusion. at least she was still being nice. you smile a little wider, biting your cheek to stifle any laughter while trying to find a way to incorporate the line into your next sentence.

“oh, that’s cool. what team’s has she ranked, da fuck?” you say, lifting your head up to glance up at her. she smiles a little, letting out a quiet chuckle. it was weird to paige, of course. she had never heard you use the phrase ‘the fuck?’ before. especially in such a funny tone.

“the bucks, celtics, heat, and the 76ers so far.” paige says, her tiny smile beginning to morph into a wider one as she awaits your next sentence. she’s just waiting for it, now. damn it, she caught on way too quick.

“who did she rank first, da fuck?” this time, paige glances at you with a ‘side-eye.’ she just stays like this for a moment, trying to think of how to respond to the repetitive phrase.

“the celtics, the fuck?” she says back, smiling, really emphasizing the ‘the fuck?’ this makes you both burst into laughter, her head thrown back like a little kid in her fit of giggles.

“paige— you weren’t supposed to copy me!” you say through your laughing, your hand moving to cover your mouth at how hard you’re laughing. she laughs harder at this, shaking her head.

“i didn’t know why you were doing it, i thought it was our new way of communicating,” paige says, shrugging a tiny shrug, sitting her phone down on the arm of the couch to rub her hands over her face as her laughter eases.

“no, it was just a joke. big idiot.” you say, smiling still, your head shaking side to side. she shakes her own head, her hand finding yours to gently tug you toward her lap. your body finds itself on one of her thighs, your back against her chest. her arm wraps around you, resting a hand on your stomach to keep you steady and close to her. paige was a toucher, for sure.

“i actually thought it was hilarious. maybe we should just start talking like that. everyone will think we’re nuts,” she says in a teasing tone, her hand gently patting your belly. she loved doing that, and you never knew why. this and rubbing it, she loved rubbing your tummy.

“everyone already thinks you’re nuts, p. they wouldn’t think too much of you saying ‘the fuck’ after every sentence.” you reply without missing a beat, smiling a little. truth be told, everyone would be like ‘what the fuck is wrong with her? she never says this.’ if paige started to add it after every statement she makes.

“hey— im not nuts, you’re nuts!” she says, her hand moving up to your side so start gently jabbing at your ribs, beginning to tickle you.

this makes you gasp loudly, hands moving to try and find hers as you begin shouting, ‘paige, paige— no! don’t do this!’

“no, too late. you called me nuts, im gonna show you nuts— not literally, just… figuratively.” she says with a smile, beginning to tickle both of your sides. she loved tickling you, hearing your laugh and squeals as she did so. she just loved touching you in any form, really.

hell, honestly, she just loved you.

a/n: hope you loveddddddddd!

[nba24highlights]

Lebron Yell AD lost his voice🤐lol #lebronjames #nba #basketball #AD #anthonydavis #shorts #nbaedits