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azzifuddfanpage · 26 days ago

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only like myself when I’m with you.

guys I made the executive decision to try and write a pazzi fic in one sitting and I literally almost just died I don’t know how you all do it but here we go

5.2k words 😭 like i literally feel dead.

Let me know how i did tho this is my first one and please give me feedback. Also I edited as I go and got a lil tired by the end

theme: friends to lovers

tw: smut at the end. Most of the story isn’t so if u don’t like it stop when u get to to the French fries being eaten it gets freaky 😛

2021

Paige walked into Ted’s, hair damp from her shower after a tough loss to notre dame.

She was frustrated with herself for how she played. She knew she should have put more shots up, regardless of her teammates consistent reassurance that she did everything she could, it wasn’t enough for her.

With Azzi hurt, she felt like there was a part of her that was missing on the court, and she didn’t feel herself. With no Azzi, there were no light taps on her back that sent shivers down her spine when she made her free throws, none of the gentle soft spoken whisper she would hear during the huddles. Her mistakes felt bigger. With Azzi hurt she felt a responsibility to take on her role in the court. If Azzi couldn’t play she felt like she needed to fill that gap, that role, and today she let her down.

As she walked through the doors she heard KK’s booming voice even before she saw them.

Paige unzipped her drawstring hoodie letting it fall off her shoulder revealing her black crop top under neath. She smoothly made her way over to the table, stopping to order a dirty Shirley from the bar and 2 shots of tequila.

“Paige!!” A voice yelled out coming from the table. Turning around from the bar with her tray of drinks she walked back towards her teammates.

“Where’s Azzi?” Paige asked, scanning the group noticing a hole where her curly haired best friend was.

“I think she was with the trainer after the game, she will probably be bye later.” Ice said, schooching over so Paige can squeeze in between her and Kk. Paige let out a sigh taking both the shots instead of leaving it for Azzi like she intended.

As much as she hated herself for it, but she needed to hear Azzi’s voice, to hear her tell her she didn’t play bad, that she was okay. Most of all she needed to tell Azzi how much she loved her, and how much she missed seeing her dimpled grin when she sunk a three, or seeing her cheer when paige scored off her. She felt like a burden, Azzi was out hurt with a knee sprain after just 3 games her freshman season, and would give anything to just touch the court again, while Paige needed her to tell her how she played.

Since they were on the USA team 4 years prior, they had an unmistakable bond. Defining the lines between friendship and something more was always a challenge for them.

Their title remained “Best-friends” to everyone else, teammates, coaches, family, fans, but both girls could tell the feelings ran deeper than they both realized. Touches lingering, snuggling up against each other. Paige even spending an entire month with her family where they kissed for the first time. Since then they continue to kiss each other, to touch each other- which they had convinced themselves was completely normal for best friends to do.

“She’s like my sister” Paige would tell slam magazine, along with herself, trying to assess what these unknown feelings were.

Friends that occasionally crossed the line was normal for their relationship, they were just a little closer than others that’s all. As much as she convinced herself of this, the sleepovers she would have with Azzi where they would share a kiss and cuddle up against each other, the tension in the air was thick.

Paige wanted nothing more than to stick her tongue down Azzi’s throat and kiss her until they couldn’t breathe. She wanted to go all the way. She wanted to make Azzi feel good in anyway she could, and craved Azzi’s touch more than anything, but fear stoped her.

As much as she knew Azzi loved her, and vice versa, there was no way of knowing how far she could take it. She has herself convinced she was straight. Her feelings for Azzi were simply platonic, which made no sense seeing as she wanted to literally f***.

But it was fine. She ignored the feelings. Her and Azzi were best friends, who yes kissed sometimes, but it was nothing more than that, she was almost positive that there were other friends that did that too.

——————

Azzi on the other hand felt just as conflicted. The kisses she shared with Paige in the safety of her room were the most seen she had ever felt. When she was with Paige she felt as though she was unstoppable. Nothing was wrong when she was with Paige, no injury mattered, no person, no coach, no team, no game. Her nights with Paige moved in slow motion, snuggled up against her skin she could hear her heart beating against her.

Azzi sometimes would push the limits, backing up into paige as they lay in bed together, hearing the shift in her breathing and the way her hands stiffened scared to touch her as if she was made of glass.

Azzi wanted nothing more than to lay with paige forever, to make her feel like the most special girl in the world.

Azzi knew the pressures of basketball better than anyone, she knew how much Paige put on her self, the weight of the entire team, especially now that she was injured. She hated that Paige would blame herself for losses, she wanted nothing more than to wrap her up and kiss every worry and doubt away from her, but they were just friends- best friends- who occasionally crossed the line.

——

Paige pulled out her phone and pulled up Azzi’s contact checking her location. With the trainer as Ice said.

Paige wasn’t surprised. Azzi never gave up, if Azzi could spend every minute of the day in that rehab facility with the trainer she would if it meant she would be closer to playing again. It was one of the things Paige loved and hated about her. She knew she would need a break, but also knew Azzi was too stubborn to accept that until she was cleared by the doctor.

Paige put her phone back down trying to distract herself from the Azzi sized hole in her heart. She felt the tequila pumping through her blood, the music pounded in her head. Taking a sip of her Dirty Shirley she stood up with Kk and chose to sing (and absolutely butcher) some Sexyy Red.

An hour, 15 songs, 8 maraschino cherries, 3 shots, and 2 dirty Shirley’s later, Paige shakily made her way back to her seat feeling the effects of the alcohol in effect. She picked up her phone unable to hold back any longer

Me: AZZZZIIIII WYA👀👀👀

💗: I’m still with the trainer.

She had me use the cold tub for my knee, she said it would help with loosening the ligament.

Why?

Me: OMF HATE THE COLD TUB

miss u thats y

💗: I know it’s awful, but it’s good for u 💗

I miss u too paige, I’m almost done I have 20 minutes left,

where are u?

me: teds 😛

💗: why r u at teds? It’s literally 4 o’clock…

me: u saw the game, and we have tomorrow off.

Plus the whole team is here I’m not by myself.

Might as well be since ur not here tho

💗: paige u played well, it was a tough game don’t be so hard on urself.

Me: idec anymore, I can’t change what happened… but u can by coming and making me feel better 😼

💗: ur already drunk and it’s 4 o’clock paige omfg

Me: I’m not even drunk I just wanna be with u

💗: do I need to text ice and ask what u have had?

—-

Paige looks up from her phone and glances at ice and kk singing to drake

—-

Me: I don’t think u will get the response u are looking for 😁

💗: ugh paige, fine I’m coming to get u

Don’t drink anything else ur gonna be so sick tomorrow

Me: YES AZZI COME PLEASE 😫😫😫

actually make me come instead

💗: I’m not responding to that💗

——

Putting down her phone Azzi got out of the tub.

As much as she didn’t want to admit, reading paige’s texts she wanted nothing more than to do just that and touch her until she screamed. But right now paige wasn’t thinking straight- literally.

Her only goal was to get to paige before she literally tried to come find Azzi on her own, which she had tried before.

—-

Paige on the other hand was very satisfied with herself for convincing Azzi to come, unfortunately not in the way she really wanted, but she would settle for this way.

Azzi’s message ringing in her ear vanished the second she saw the waiter bring out another dirty Shirley

“One more drink won’t do anything now, I’m already drunk.” She thought to herself allowing herself to indulge on the fruity beverage.

5 minutes later she was sucking up nothing but air through the straw. She sighed defeatedly, making her way over to Aubrey to see what she was drinking.

“I miss Azzi” paige slurred reaching for Aubrey’s sex on the beach.

“I can tell” Aubrey chuckled pulling her arm away, but paige was destined to have some more.

“She’s so pretty, don’t u think. It doesnt make any sense. I feel like she was literally a gift from god himself. No one deserves her.” Paige continued finally grasping onto the drink as a big tear rolled down her face.

Aubrey looked at her disheveled state and sighed.

“Aw paige, don’t cry, Azzi is pretty, and I think she will find someone really nice that will make her really happy some day! I think there is that kid in her accounting class that has a thing for her why don’t u try and set them up?”

“FUCK NO, Azzi is mine…” paige pauses sniffing in, “I want her, I love her, but what if I’m not enough for her. I want her to be happy she deserves to be with like a god or something idk… “ she trails off rubbing her eyes as tears dripped onto her lap.

Aubrey rubs her back awkwardly, not really knowing exactly what to say,

“Paige, azzi loves you more than anything in this world honestly. You see the way she looks at you? Like trust me ur not alone on that. Azzi would be lucky to have you!”

And just like that paige perks up, maybe it was the drinks, or the extra vote of confidence, or even just the mention of Azzi looking at her, she felt better.

Paige leans into Aubrey’s embrace and mumbles quietly.

“Paige what? Speak up I can’t hear u”

“I BEEN LOOSING FRIENDS AND FINDING PEACE BUT HONESTLY THAT SOUND LIKE A FAIR TRADE TO ME” she shouts singing along to the song in the background.

Aubrey just shakes her head laughing and mutters something about feeling bad for Azzi and watches as paige bounds back over to Kk and Ice.

Paige is downing two more shots when suddenly she hears her favorite laugh in the world.

She spins around so fast she knocks over KK’s drink

“Ugh, Girl boo” Kk shouts disgustedly shaking her head as paige races towards Azzi, stumbling, and getting knocked over by someone she ran into.

Getting herself back up, without even stopping, she continues to charge towards azzi, throwing herself at her.

“YOU CAME” she shouts

Azzi can smell the alcohol mixing with the lavender shampoo she used.

“Paige oh my fucking god ur actually hammered!” She says hugging paige back and holding her up for support.

“I feel totally fine Azzi” she slurs, but her body language says other wise as she feels her hands exploring Azzi’s body as she leans into her

“ I want you so bad” she whispers into her ear

Azzi shivers at her warm breath hot against her ear. She feels her cheeks redden…

“Paige you’re so drunk, come on you are cut off, let’s get you back home.” Azzi giggles while dragging her towards the door.

Paige didn’t argue, she just let Azzi pull her to the door. She didn’t care where she was as long as she was with Azzi.

Once they got to the car, Azzi glanced at her, Paige had a huge cheesy grin plastered on her face, but Azzi saw through it. The second the last bit of alcohol was out of her system, Azzi would be there to pick up the pieces and hold her while she continued to go over every second of the game an micro analyze every mistake she made.

Regardles, Azzi felt a small tug at the side of her mouth seeing paige this pure, even if it was because of the alcohol, knowing that her presence contributed to any of it was enough to fill her heart.

Azzi opened the door for her and stuffed her long limbs in before shutting the door.

As they drove Azzi could feel paige’s eyes on her. She would turn to look at her back and paige would immediately blush and giggle to herself.

Azzi laughed at her antics. Paige was acting as if she was in middle schoool, and Azzi couldn’t hide that she secretly liked all the innocent attention paige was showing her.

As they pulled up to paige’s dorms, Azzi lugged paige out of the car and brought her towards the door bringing her all the way up to her room all while paige babbled incessantly about random things.

Once they made there way to her room, Azzi sat her on the bed, but paige pulled her down on top of her.

Azzi tried to regain her balance but even drunk paige’s grip was firm on her arm. To be honest Azzi could have pushed her off if she really wanted to but a part of her enjoyed being on top of her…

They stayed there a second in silence.

Azzi’s beautiful face was enough to immediately sober Paige up.

“Have I ever told you how beautiful u are.” She slurred, releasing her grip off of Azzi’s arm and tracing her finger over her features slowly.

“You don’t have to Paige.” Azzi giggled at paige’s finger softly tracing over her face, outlining every freckle and crease in her skin.

“I want to tell you though” Paige pouts. “ I want to tell you every day. I wanna touch you like this every day.” She said proudly as she moved her arms pressing Azzi into a hug on top of her.

Azzi smiled warmly, but knew that paige was only saying this because she was drunk, whether she meant it or not, she was drunk.

Azzi sighed against her chest, ultimately wanting to lay there forever.

“You need to sleep this off, I’m gonna get you some water and advil ur gonna have the worst hangover of all time tomorrow.” Azzi remarked pushing herself off of Paige before she could grab her again.

Paige reached out her hands squeezing her fists together and releasing repeatedly like a child.

“ I want you to snuggle with me.” She pouts.

Azzi laughs at her childlike behavior.

“Paige baby you need to change first then I will come snuggle with you.”

Paige looked lazily up at her widening her big blue eyes pulling at Azzi’s shirt to sit herself up.

“I need help. Do it for me” she whispers leaning into Azzi still gripping her shirt.

Azzi gulps and feels her breath shift. Paige and her had changed infront of each other before but Azzi always made it a point to look away to give her privacy, but lately she has been realizing it was more for herself then for paige. If she looked at her once she may never stop.

The way paige was willingly giving herself to her so easily putting her arms over her head hinting for Azzi to take off her shirt, she remained eye contact with Azzi the entire time.

She watched as Azzi looked at her body. She watched the pink cover her cheeks as she pulled off her shirt. She noticed the way she avoided looking at her skin directly.

Azzi, out of respect, attempted to slide her shirt onto her without really looking.

“Uhm Azzi, you can look at me you know.”

Paige said teasingly smirking noticing Azzi’s face grow redder matching the team USA t-shirt she slid onto her.

Azzi attempted to laugh it off, quickly pulling off her shorts and pulling on a pair of green pj pants, but the tension hovered.

Paige pulled at her curls while Azzi fiddled with the draw of her pants trying to fix the tie that mysteriously got all tangled.

“If you wanted to take off my clothes you could have just asked…” paige trailed off smiling leaning in to smell Azzi’s hair.

Paige loved the way Azzi smelled, she always had, and always will. She could smell her coconut curl cream all the way to her vanilla shampoo.

Azzi’s smile deepened as paige ran her fingers through her hair.

“I promise I will be right back Paigey, I am gonna grab you some stuff and get you your tooth brush.” Azzi says walking towards the door before Paige has the chance to pull her back again.

“Pinky promise?” Paige whines.

“Yes I pinky promise Paige, I will be right back I swear.” Azzi replied finally leaving the blonde.

Azzi feels content, although Paige was drunk, she knew there was some level of truth to what she confessed to her.

The only doubt that crossed her mind was that Paige would not remember what she said tomorrow.

She tried to shrug off the doubt, paige’s future hangover was her main priority at the moment.

She had seen Paige drunk before but never like this, she had always been there to moderate her, but this time she hadn’t.

“Literally what would she do without me.” Azzi sighed with a smile.

After grabbing a water bottle, Gatorade, some Advil, and searching the entire apartment for snacks (ending up with half a bag of tru fru- thanks Kk), she walked back into the room slowly.

Peaking through the door Azzi saw Paige passed out on the bed her mouth slightly open.

Azzi had to stifle her own laugh as a string of drool trickled out of her open mouth.

Azzi grabbed her phone snapping a picture laughing to herself, before laying the supplies beside her and climbing into bed gently in hopes to not wake her.

Azzi wrapped her arms around paige and paige subconsciously snuggled up closer to her letting out a happy sigh.

Azzi couldn’t lie, there was no place she would rather be, she wished the circumstances were a bit different, but she had never been happier to be with Paige in bed. They had spent numerous nights together having little sleepovers, but to feel needed is to be loved, and that’s exactly how Azzi felt.

Paige has never felt more cared for by another person, than she did with Azzi.

Even though it was still early in the evening, like between 6 and 7 o’clock Azzi didn’t care. Paige needed her, so with Paige she would be.

Honestly if Azzi had a choice she would go to bed early every night if she could if it meant getting to be this close to Paige.

Paige on the other hand didn’t get much rest, waking up at 11 to run to the bathroom and throw up.

Azzi feeling the emptiness next to her immediately got up grabbed a blanket off of Paige’s bean bag chair and the water off her nightstand, following her into the bathroom and placed the blanket on her lap holding her hair back.

“I’m never drinking again.” Paige croaked leaning her forehead against Azzi’s shoulder.

“It’s okay Paigey, I’m here.” Azzi said soothingly rubbing her hand against her back.

Paige turned to look at her, eyes glazed, some of the alcohol still running through her veins.

“I love you so much Azzi.” She whispered.

“I love you too Pai-“ Paige cut her off before she could finish putting her finger to her lip.

“No I don’t just love you like before. I love you like I wanna be with you forever and ever. I love you because you would hang the moon for me.” Paige says softly.

Azzi is surprised by this, she doesn’t exactly know what to say. Paige still is surely drunk, but she doesn’t know just how drunk seeing as she has thrown up a lot of what she drank.

Before she had to chance to say anything, Paige ends up throwing up again, breaking the loud silence.

After another 20 minutes of sitting there, Paige’s body leaned up against Azzi, Paige falls back to sleep.

Azzi, feeling the limpness of her body, carries her to her bedroom and plops her back into the bed, tucking the sheets tightly around her before climbing in with her.

The next time they wake up fortunately it is morning. Paige is still asleep, so Azzi decides to go look for some sort of hangover food to give Paige when she wakes up.

After looking in almost every cabinet there was literally nothing. Azzi resorted to running and jumping into her car to grab her some fries from McDonald’s.

Almost 10 minutes later, Paige started reaching behind her noticing the empty space behind her on the bed. Paige darts up immediately regretting it feeling the blood rush to her throbbing head.

She struggles to find her phone in the covers. When all of a sudden she hears the door unlock, and her nose picks up on the salty smell of the fries, her mouth immediately watering, and in walks Azzi.

Her heart fills, tugging Azzi towards her a few fries flying into the air.

“I thought I scared you away with what I said yesterday, or this morning, I don’t even know…” Paige trails off muffled into her chest.

“You remembered?” Azzi says extending her arms so she can look at her.

“Uhm ya I wasn’t even that drunk.” Paige says putting her hands up.

Azzi raises her eyebrow.

“You were pretty drunk.”

“Okay well whatever that’s beside the point, I meant every word I said. I love you. I always have loved you. I can’t imagine my life without you. You take care of me, you love me, why can’t we just be together. I don’t wanna just kiss you. I wanna do so much more. I wanna love every inch of you, I wanna do everything with you, have a family maybe, get a house, I don’t know, and I don’t care as long as you are in it.” Paige says gasping for air as she trials on until Azzi cuts her off.

“I love you too Paige. I just didn’t know how to tell you she says, tears forming in her eyes at Paige’s words.

“You didn’t have to say anything I could tell. You make me feel like nothing else matters.” Paige sniffled back tears of her own placing her hands on Azzi’s face.

“I wanna spend the rest of my life with you too. I love you so much Paige, and I always will.”

Azzi says grabbing the bag of fries and holding it up.

“You were so hung over late last night already I thought you might need some hangover food… I also thought I could make it back before you got up but I guess I was wrong, I didn’t mean to scare you.” Azzi says opening the bag and grabbing a fry and shoving it into Paiges mouth stopping her from talking.

“Ketchup?” Paige asks mouth full.

“Wow, no faith in me huh?” Azzi says pulling out two packets of ketchup and squirting it into another fry watching Paige open her mouth again expecting Azzi to feed her again.

She complies sticking the fry into her mouth with a laugh. A little bit of ketchup fell onto Azzi’s finger. Before she notices, paige sticks out her tongue and sucks on her finger. Her cheeks hollowing as she bobs up and down on her finger teasingly.

Azzi’s breath shifts with the tension in the room growing thick.

“You wanna take off my clothes again?” Paige smirks looking at Azzi’s finger covered in her saliva. Without saying anything they connect their lips. Azzi pushes Paige back against the sheets leaning over her pinning her arms above her head. Paige just smirks watching as Azzi takes off her sweatshirt revealing her beautiful breasts underneath. Paige strains under Azzi’s restraint wanting nothing more than to wrap her lips around her chocolate nipples, but Azzi only tightens her grip.

“You let me get you right first, then maybe I’ll let you touch.” Azzi says pressing her lips against her neck tracking kisses all along her jaw and trailing down her stomach. When she gets to her waist she sucks and leaves three hickeys along her waist band.

“All mine.” She says softly almost a whisper, making Paige whimper against her touch. Her hips subconsciously thrusting towards her desperately needing to be touched.

Azzi wraps her fingers lips around her sweatpants and pulls them down along with her panties.

“You have definitely been this wet since last night when I took your clothes off the first time huh.” Azzi said confidently stroking her inner thigh observing the way her legs twitched for her.

Paige let out a shaken breath, raising her pussy towards Azzi’s mouth craving her fingers, her mouth, literally anything.

Azzi instead reaches over to the bag of French fries and eats one.

“No way you are eating a fry when my pussy is literally in your face.” Paige whines frustrated, attempting to close her legs to squeeze or get some form of closure from the throbbing at her clit.

Azzi lowers herself at that, leveling herself with her aching pussy.

“Tell me how bad you want me.” Azzi says dominantly leaning over Paige again and running her fingers closer and closer to where she wants her most.

“So bad, please anything. Azzi please, need you.” Paige whines attempting to release her hands but is abruptly stoped by the overpowering sensation of Azzi’s tongue against her clit.

Azzi starts by pressing soft kitten licks at her clit, releasing paige’s hands from her grip so she can use her other hand to separate her folds.

“Such a good girl for me huh.” Azzi whispers into her pussy as Paige lets out a loud moan.

Azzi licks her tongue all the way from her entrance back up to her clit, continuing to tease her switching back and forth between soft kitten licks and small circles. Paige is now a series of moans and whines. Azzi experiments, seeing what gets her to moan the loudest. She ends up sucking on her clit lapping at it, then sucking again.

“Yes oh my fucking god yes Azzi, right there. Don’t stop.” Paige whimpers attaching her hand into Azzi’s hair and pushing her down to add pressure.

Azzi hums into her pussy continuing to lick and dip it into her hole.

“So close omfg.” Paige says in between moans.

Hearing this Azzi stops. Paige looks at her distressed when all of sudden she thrusts two fingers into her stretching her out and pounding into her.

“Oh god Azzi.” Paige moans throwing her head back and Azzi reattaches her mouth to her clit pounding her fingers in and out of her.

“I’m gonna cum oh my god. Don’t you dare stop.”

Azzi feels paige’s gummy walls tighten around her fingers. Smirking she continues to pound into her motivated by her loud moans.

A band snaps in her stomach and Paige crumbles beneath her into a series of moans pulling at Azzi’s curls as Azzi continues to ride out her high.

“Azzi oh my god why the fuck is that the first time we have done that.”

Azzi laughs.

“ya I don’t know” she says laying down next to her on the bed.

She is ready to cuddle, a little aftercare hopefully, when all of a sudden, paige is on top of her kissing her shoving her tongue into her mouth massaging her tongue with her own.

“I can’t be the only one with no pants on” paige says with a smirk. Briskly ripping them off and shoving her hand against her panties. Azzi moans loudly in shock, the feeling of paige’s fingers against her core was one she could get used to.

“Wow this wet just from my pussy?”

Azzi nods shakily letting out another breathy moan as Paige toys with her clit through her panties.

“Use your words baby.” Paige says pulling her panties to the side and running her fingers through her slick.

“Yes all from you.” Azzi moans begging to be touched.

Paige waists no time thrusting her pointer finger inside her in and out while using her thumb to rub at her clit.

Azzi clings to her as she feels her legs start to shake.

“ More please more” Azzi begs craving more of paige to be inside of her.

Paige adds another finger continuing to pound in and out of her hitting her G spot Azzi arches into her grinding against her fingers to get more friction.

“You need more sweet girl?” Paige questions pulling her fingers out to put them in Azzi’s mouth. Azzi bobs her head against her fingers, nodding.

Once they are covered in spit, paige pulls them out of her mouth and plunges three back into Azzi grabbing her cheeks and pulling her into a long wet kiss swallowing her moans.

She begins to feel Azzi’s walls tighten.

Azzi can feel that band in her stomach ripping. The orgasim crashing down on her hard with every thrust of paige’s fingers.

“Holy shit im so close” azzi groans

Paige presses down on her stomach with her other hand. Instantly Azzi lets out a series of moans as her band snaps and she gushes her juices out. Paige lowers herself to clean Azzi up licking up every bit and savoring her juices before coming back up and kissing Azzi letting her taste herself.

“You’re amazing” she whispers into her ear snuggling up against her.

“Ya ya, I love you too.” Azzi responds her focus beginning fade.

They lay there together just enjoying each others company.

After like 30 minutes Azzi can’t take in any longer.

“Paige?”

“Yes baby?”

“I’m hungry”

“There are some fries.”

“I don’t want that. We worked up an appetite. I need real food.”

“Fine we can go get some.” Paige sighed rolling out of bed throwing on a pair of sweats before handing Azzi some of her own.

They walked out of the dorm together running to Aubrey.

“Guess you’re not that sad about how you played anymore huh.” Aubrey said chuckling at the two staring lovingly at each other.

“Nah nothing really matters anymore.” Paige said wrapping her arm around Azzi securely.

All her problems seemed to fade aways with Azzi near. And it seemed like there was gonna be a lot less problems now that she had finally bagged her.

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latenighttalkinqwp · 23 days ago

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Can you write Paige x reader who is also a basketball player just like her but they're on a different team.

Thank you!

paige x notre dame!gf

It was officially game day, and the stakes were high. uconn women’s basketball had arrived in notre dame, indiana and was making their way into the gymnasium. paige scanned her eyes around the halls, looking for someone inparticular.

Amidst the hustle and bustle of her teammates, coaches, and staff, her gaze finally landed on you. you were standing with your own team, the deep green of your jersey helping you blend in with the sea of notre dame fans. you caught her eye almost instantly, offering her a small but knowing smile. paige’s cheeks flushed, as she mouthed you a ‘hi’ before being rushed into their locker room.

The connection between you two had always been different. from the first time you'd played against each other—two fierce competitors, both with dreams of greatness—it was clear there was something unspoken. something that went beyond rivalry.

Paige’s heart skipped a beat, but she quickly pushed the feeling away, focusing instead on the task ahead. there was no room for distractions today, even if her favorite person was standing a few feet away from her.

"Focus, Paige," her teammate nudged her, snapping her out of the moment. "We’ve got a game to win." paige nodded, shrugging azzi’s hand off.

She put her headphones on, pushing the thought of you to the back of her mind for now. after all, you two hadn’t played on the same school since hopkins days. you played for different schools, and today, you'd be opponents on the court. the texts waiting to be answered from you didn’t matter. the game did.

Yet, as the buzzer sounded and the teams began to line up, she couldn’t shake the feeling that, deep down, this game was about more than just winning as your name was announced and you ran onto the court smiling.

The arena was alive with the electric hum of anticipation as both teams took their positions on the court. Paige adjusted her waistband, the sound of the crowd growing louder as she turned her attention back to you. of course, you were already looking at her, smiling. paige rolled her eyes at you, remembering that the game should be her biggest focus right now.

even when she turned away, the noise around her seemed to fade, and all she could see was you—just like the old days, when you two were on the same court together, back in high school tournaments. back when you were teammates rather than opponents.

The buzzer sounded, signaling the start of the game. paige felt the adrenaline hit her all at once, forcing her to shift gears. she locked eyes with her teammates, a silent agreement passed between them: today was about dominance. they had a game to win, and paige was determined to lead them there.

But the moment the ball was tipped off, the reality of the situation hit her hard. you were everywhere. defending, shooting, passing—doing it all with a kind of effortless grace that made paige's heart go crazy. It was more than just the game; it was *you*, right there on the other side of the court, pushing her every second. she tried to block out the sounds of geno yelling, and stay focused in the game.

on defense, she stayed on you like glue, hands up, eyes locked in, doing her best to block every shot you took. but there was something different today—something about how you and your teammates were able to play off of each other so effortlessly. how you and hannah were absolutely dominating her teammates.

she knew you were just as focused, just as determined. but she also knew you had a way of reading her, of anticipating her moves. the thought made her uneasy, especially when you faked left, then cut right, and scored a smooth layup, effortlessly slipping past her defense.

"nice," paige muttered under her breath, frustration mixing with admiration. you grinned at her, slapping her butt lightly as you ran up the court. but there was no time for anything more. the game was far from over.

throughout the first half, the two of you went back and forth, each basket from your team met with an equally impressive response from hers. the tension between you grew thicker as the minutes ticked by. Every time paige saw you driving the lane, or hitting a clutch three-pointer, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of pride in how much you have grown. even if you were playing against her.

at half, the teams retreated to their locker rooms, and paige sat down on the bench, wiping sweat from her brow. her thoughts were all over the place. she tried to listen to geno and cd as they yelled, but her mind was a going nonstop.

as they went out to start the second half, paige’s gaze unconsciously wandered toward your side of the court. just as her eyes landed on you, she watched you walk out on the court, making eye contact with her. you shot her a look, a soft, almost apologetic smile, before walking past her, the faintest brush of your shoulder against hers.

the contact was brief, but it sent a shock through her, a reminder that you were still there—right in front of her. and for a split second, she was reminded of how much she missed this—how much she missed you.

"ready for the second half?" kaitlyn said, bringing her back to the moment. paige nodded, forcing her thoughts back onto the game. "let’s do this."

the second half was obviously going to be a battle. points were exchanged, fouls were called, and every inch of the court felt like war. but in the back of the blondes mind, the image of you never disappeared. your shots were clean, your defense was tight, and you moved with an almost otherworldly grace.

and then, with just seconds left on the clock and the score tied, it came down to this.

You glanced at her, your eyes locking, and for a moment, it was as if time had stopped. ice’s hand had fumbled the ball slightly, and you took a fast advantage of that and charged down the court.

you drove hard toward the basket, and paige reacted instantly. but this time, you pulled up for a jumper, the ball soaring through the air.

It felt like everything moved in slow motion. the ball spun, flying toward the hoop. paige’s heart hammered in her chest, her hands outstretched, hoping to block it, but she knew deep down it was already too late.

The ball sank through the basket.

A collective cheer. echoed through the stadium.

Notre Dame won the game—just like that.

the buzzer sounded, and the crowd erupted even louder, but paige was frozen for a second. you had done it. you’d beaten her. and somehow, it felt more personal than she expected.

as the teams shook hands, you walked toward her, that same knowing smile tugging at your lips.

"You played well, baby." you said, your voice soft, but carrying that same competitive edge that had always made you such a formidable opponent. “You got me next time though.”

paige could only nod, the frustration in her chest swirling with something she didn’t quite understand. "yeah," she replied, trying to keep her voice steady. "maybe next time."

But as you walked away, leaving her to process the loss, one thing was certain: this ‘rivalry’, didn’t compare to the love you shared for each other off the court. you kept your head up knowing that no matter what, you both had something bigger than basketball.

- thank you so much for reading all the way through!! likes and reblogs are appreciated! click here to see my masterlist.

- i hope this met the expectations… i was struggling on how to write this out the loss is still fresh okay..

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thankyouforthememoriesworld · 5 months ago

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Games PB5 and AF35 played together in but also their injuries to really put in perspective how little they have truly played.

I bolded the games I thought were their best together and realized they never have played their best together truly. Like the one time Azzi was healthy and going off, Paige was recovering from knee injuries. Between the two of them, they probably had one healthy leg in those 17 games.

For rewatch purposes: https://www.youtube.com/@mjl2434

2021-2022

Paige coming back from right ankle surgery after being NPOY as a freshman.

Azzi came in with a foot injury from the World Cup after winning her third gold medal and it never really healed the entire season. She said later it was all about pain management but she was never really free. It really affected her movement and shooting.

11/14/2021 Arkansas: PB scored 34 at 78.9% and AF scored 7 at 42.9%

11/20/2021 Minnesota: PB scored 8 at 42.9% and AF scored 5 at 33.3%

11/21/2021 South Florida: PB scored 21 at 50% and AF scored 18 at 60% (the presser after is iconic haha)

11/22/2021 South Carolina: PB scored 19 at 42.1%. AF only played 10 minutes and didn't score.

12/1/21 - Azzi suffered a foot injury forced her out of the lineup for 11 games.

12/7/21 - Paige injured her left knee - tibial plateau fracture against Notre Dame and it kept her out of 19 games.

During that time while PB was on the bench (and all her fun reactions), Azzi played three games that I absolutely love rewatching and rank in her top 10: 2/6/22 Tennessee (her first start); 2/9/22 Villanova (note that UConn ended up losing this but I honestly rank this one of her best performances ever); 2/13/22 Marquette.

2/25/2022 St. John's (NY): PB scored 8 at 80% and AF scored 19 at 77.8% (there was so much joy because PB was back and this has a great presser afterwards)

2/27/2022 Providence: PB scored 2 FT but still made a big impact in limited time and AF scored 14 at 62.5%

3/5/2022 Georgetown: PB scored 16 at 66.7% and AF scored 11 at 30.8%

3/6/2022 Marquette: PB scored 2 at 25% and AF scored 4 at 11.1%

3/7/2022 Villanova: PB scored 2 at 25% but didn't play much in this game and AF scored 9 at 80%

3/19/2022 Mercer: PB scored 12 at 71.4% and AF scored 9 at 75%. Statistically great game for both but also early round of March Madness where they play like 20 minutes. So I suppose you can watch it for feels.

3/21/2022 UCF: PB scored 9 at 44.4% and AF scored 16 at 30.8%

3/26/2022 Indiana: PB scored 15 at 41.2% and AF scored 13 at 27.3%

3/28/2022 NC State: PB scored 27 at 66.7% and AF scored 19 at 43.8% --- AF helped get it to OT before PB finally took off. Probably their best game together but I don't know if their best overlapped completely during that game.

4/1/2022 Stanford: PB scored 14 at 53.8% and AF scored 8 at 25%. This game was not fun from what I can remember. I don't think I enjoyed it at all.

4/3/2022 South Carolina: PB scored 14 at 46.2% and AF scored 3 and 33.3% ---- Azzi had the stomach flu and only played 16 minutes. Between this and Dorka getting injured against NC State, I don't think this team really recovered.

2022-2023

Paige tore her left knee ACL on August 1, 2022.

After having a NPOY level November 2022, Azzi injured her knee on December 4, 2022 against Notre Dame and was out of 9 games. She made her return in January 2023, only to reinjure the same knee on Jan. 15 and miss an additional 13 games. She never really recovered that level she had during November 2022.

I highly recommend watching the games in that month of November 2022 if you want to see Azzi Fudd play lights out basketball. And truthfully, I don't even think that was half her full potential. She was warming up to it in the first month of basketball.

2023-2024

11/8/2023 Dayton: PB scored 8 at 33.3% and AF scored 13 at 33.3%

11/12/2023 NC State: PB scored 27 at 61.1% and AF scored 9 at 30.8%

Azzi tore her ACL and meniscal tear in her right knee - second ACL tear for her. I actually think Azzi never really recovered her knee from the previous season and in the same way Paige came back too soon, Azzi did as well.

So now as we approach 2024-25, may the basketball gods bless us with potentially the best backcourt duo in the nation, because truthfully, we have never actually seen it at the college level. One thing I know is Azzi is a second half assassin (like statistically speaking). Looking forward to that the most. - 🔎

It was really interesting and a great read, but depressing af 💔.

We deserve to see them play for a full season, and more importantly, THEY deserve to play together for a complete season.

#like fuck it's been 3 years #azzi fudd #paige bueckers

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nicky35 · 1 month ago

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UConn vs Notre Dame

I have a lot of complicated feelings towards this game and have had trouble summing up exactly what I think the biggest issue was that kind of attracted all of the other problems.

Also disclaimer cause I know this will get brought up, yes, the reffing was horrible. It was very obviously biased, but I also think that it one: didn’t solely lose us the game and two: will likely be the reality for most of the season.

Overall Team Problems:

No one on the team had more than two assists. I think that goes to show how poorly executed plays were and how little playmaking was happening. There are a couple reasons I think this happened. The first being UConn’s reliance on the 3 ball and when it’s not going down, having trouble adjusting. Secondly, is the problem we’ve seen before of Paige being off the ball. I think in a game where she is being heavily guarded, it would’ve been much more beneficial to use that to the advantage of other players scoring wise.

Also the overall energy the entire night was lacking. I’m about to say something that will shock some of you, but I missed Nika. There needed to be someone to fire up the team and light a fire under their ass. While I have issues with parts of her performance, I think Jana could’ve been used more as an overall energy source for the team.

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idk if it’s js me but watching uconn play is getting kinda not as interesting bc we know they’re gonna win so it’s not as exciting yk also i miss nika so much

i think it’s honestly because the seasons just getting started and uconn’s schedule is kinda weak especially within their conference. ik that south carolina, usc, and notre dame game are gonna hit like CRACKKKK. but samesies i miss nika but their scoring is way more efficient from everyone.

#and iowa state #they got it #we goin undefeated #uconn wbb

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fruitbasketball · 1 month ago

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you dont think paige (singularly) played a good game?

paige played a good game on efficiency and scoring

she had more turnovers than assists so do with that what you will

at the end of the day paige can’t win games against teams like notre dame

she can have as many 20 point games on 50+ shooting as she wants it doesn’t mean shit if the rest of the team doesn’t have their shit together too

#wbb #wcbb #uconn wbb #uconn #uconn huskies #paige bueckers #ask

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deliciousmakeravenue · 2 months ago

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Notre Dame vs. Army live updates: Jadarian Price TD run adds to Irish's lead

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cwritesforfun · 5 months ago

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Tashi Duncan x Fem!Reader: Coach or Girlfriend For The Day?

You’re tennis rivals until she gets injured… Tashi never really had a problem with you because you were respectful and you played a good game.

Btw, this one is a little angsty and features a controlling Tashi, oops! I promise to write sweet Tashi soon :)

Y/N = Your Name

*** I do not own the Challengers characters or plot or anything from the movie ***

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Y/N’s POV

As you wait in the locker room to play your match, your coach tells you that Tashi Duncan is at your match. No way?! You wonder what she has been doing since her injury at Stanford last season. It’s been a while since you heard anything about her.

You throw a wink to Tashi in the audience and Tashi smirks.

You stretch and the announcements begin, “To the left is Miss Layla Rose from Kentucky! Layla Rose holds a record at Kentucky University for most single title wins!” People cheer. You watch Layla walk onto the court and you watch as she mostly leans left as she walks. You start to wonder if her right side is weaker and if so would that be the side to hit towards? Hmm… You smirk at your realization.

Next, you hear, “And to my right is the lovely Miss Y/N who needs no introduction, but I will give her one! Y/N holds a record at the University of Notre Dame and in the state of Indiana for her age group, with the most single title wins!” You listen to cheers and you blow kisses to the audience.

The match starts … You win 4 and Layla wins 1. You were right that she prefers her left swings and you scored majority of yours on her right. She was frustrated and she threw her racket at the court. She got a penalty.

At the party to celebrate the whole weekend, you see Tashi and you walk up to her. You'll admit that you find her wildly attractive. You exclaim “Tashi Duncan at the party and at my match! It must be my lucky day.” Tashi smiles and says, “I have a crazy offer for you.” You ask, “What is it?” She smirks and asks, “Can we talk somewhere quieter?” You lead her to a quiet isolated area and say, “Okay go ahead.” She says, “I would like to be your Coach.” You ask, “What makes you think I need a new Coach and that it should be you?” She smiles and answers, “I saw you today. You knew how to beat her and you did. I just know the Miami Open will be harder and I know your backhand could use a bit of work. I also can think of some other ways we can improve your day-to-day life to make you a stronger player and maybe even get some bigger sponsorships.” You reply, "First of all, rude. Second of all, true. Third of all, I can't just fire my Coach for no reason." She asks, "Why not? Your current Coach is setting you up to fail with their regimen and their choices for matches." You ask, "Who am I to say no to Tashi Duncan?" She excitedly asks, "Does this mean you'll do it?" You answer, "It does." She pulls you into a hug and says, "Ok great, when's your next match and next practice? I'm ready to start!" You answer, "My next practice is tomorrow at 10:00 am. I wanted to run through drills, some practice swings, and a short set. But, my coach said that he didn't like the sound of that. So instead I'm doing some two-hour practice that he decided on. My next match is in two days." She replies, "Your idea is what I would've suggested. Plan for that and plan for how you're going to fire your Coach. I'll be there, just send me the address."

The next day started the first of many practices and days with Tashi. Most days turned to nights and Tashi even transferred to the University of Notre Dame. She also moved into your apartment into the bedroom next to yours. She was your private Coach and she didn't want you to pay her. Except, she wanted to spend a day with you pretending to be your girlfriend for the day while you were in Miami. You agreed because you had once fantasized about her as your girlfriend. She seemed pleased.

Flashback to the day in Miami ~

You had to be ready by 10:00 am to go out with Tashi for the day. You finish putting on your shoes and you see Tashi standing in the living room. She smiles at you and exclaims, "You look gorgeous. Let's go, we have a full day out."

You take Tashi's outstretched hand and you walk out hand in hand to her car. She holds the door open and she starts driving. You both talk on the way about life besides tennis, which is different. You arrive at a botanical garden that you both walk through first then are led to a breakfast in the garden. You both have a nice time there and then you are at a quieter beach.

Tashi exclaims, "I bought you a new bikini that you can change into and I also bought you a book that I didn't see on your shelves. I also have a picnic basket and cooler in the back." You reply, "Wow this is a great day!" She smiles.

You both sit on the beach next to each other and Tashi asks, "May I kiss you?" You nod and she leans over. She cups your face gently and leans in close to you. You close the gap and kiss her back.

~ End of Flashback

You shake your head and try to focus agenda for what your upcoming matches in front of you. The day spent as Tashi's girlfriend really shook you up. You can no longer go on dates without thinking of her lips on yours. She ruined you.

You both had graduated college and you moved in together again, but in Los Angeles where you could be near a bigger airport and more people to practice with. And, so you could meet with more sponsors to make deals and make money. Tashi wasn't always there and sometimes she'd bring people back to her room. You could hear them almost every time especially if it was Tashi moaning. She always said she could keep quiet, but you knew she was only loud because she actually was enjoying herself. She enjoyed that night with you from what you remembered too.

After you shower, you pour yourself a glass of wine and sit on your couch. You turn on the TV and watch some reality show that is on right now. You just keep watching and focusing on their love drama. You also focus on keeping your wine glass half full the whole time.

Tashi comes in laughing and sits next to you on the couch gently. She taps you on the shoulder and asks, "What happened, Y/N? What's wrong?" You shrug and say, "I like this show. I'm going to keep watching. Could you fill my glass with some more wine? It looks sad and empty." She replies, "No, you're not drinking anymore tonight. You have practice tomorrow. You need to go to bed." You ask, "Why? Why should I listen to you? You're in charge of everything to do with my life. I'm tired of it. You control what I eat, when I practice, and who I partner with. You also... you ruined other people for me. I can't date anymore because I just think of you and I hate it." She gasps and says, "I ... I'm not sorry for it. I wanted to push you to be better. I know you can be the best tennis player in the world. I know it." You reply, "Just let me finish this show, that's the least you could do." She walks off and slams her door. And you finish your show.

The next morning, you don't see Tashi in the dining room making breakfast so you make it for you both. You knock on her bedroom door and the door opens to reveal a girl who looks like a shorter version of you. You exclaim, "Sorry, I was just going to see if Tashi wanted breakfast... um who are you?" The girl answers, "Connie and who are you?" Before you can answer, Connie says, "Let me guess, you are Y/N." You nod and Connie continues, "Tell Tashi that I left. I can't do this with her anymore. She fu**ing moaned your name in bed and I'm sick of hearing your name in her mouth. You're all she talks about and I need to leave. Sorry, excuse me." Connie pushes past you and leaves the apartment.

You sit eating your breakfast and Tashi walks out. You exclaim, "Tashi, I left some breakfast for you in the hot pan and a smoothie in the fridge." Tashi thanks you and you say, "Oh and Connie left. She told me to tell you that she is done." Tashi asks, "Well good riddance to her. She's always been too clingy and I always thought she was a gold digger." You reply, "That's not why she said she was leaving you." She asks, "Oh and you two are suddenly friends now, are you?" You reply, "She just said you talk about me a lot and she was tired of it. Well that and you moaned my name not hers in bed." Tashi snaps, "You would like it if I confessed my love to you, but wake up Y/N. That dream will never happen." You nod slowly and say, "Then I think it's best if I move out and we just see each other for tennis. I'll follow the regimen, but I don't think we should be around each other casually. I need to move on." You get up and Tashi says, "Y/N, please." You reply, "I'm going to get ready for practice."

You moved out within 1 month and things with Tashi became tense. Your relationship as Coach and student became nonexistent when Tashi quit 1 month after that. You hired a new Coach and moved on. You never saw Tashi again.

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