#not friends

[clairedaring]

Are you Pae, the new student in Class 8? Yes.

Not Friends (2023) dir. by Ta Atta Hemwadee

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[cambrinkisbae]

✧.*Not Friends pt 6*.✧

Paige Bueckers x reader

summary - back to how the both of us always wanted

word count- 1k

themes:

-fluff

-smut

warnings :

-sexual content

A/N - this is super short but I felt like it was an ok way to end this series off. I HOPE YOU LIKE ITTTTT

my eyes refused to peel away from Paige's gaze while her legs were up in the air, her stomach pressed again my bed with her fingers still resting on her computer. I couldn't resist from dropping my purse on the floor, locking the door, and rushing onto the bed, crawling onto Paige's body. it felt like her arms magnetically wrapped around my back. I could feel her smile against my skin while she dug her nose in the crook of my neck. she sat up quickly, readjusting us so that I was sitting on her lap while her legs were spread about the bed. I could tell that she wanted to pull me into a kiss but I stopped her. my hands were on her almost bare shoulders. I took a moment to stare into her eyes. no where else. I felt all the stress that's ever visited my mind slip away. all my brain could comprehend was Paige's eyes. and the way her hands perfectly fit around my hips and the way her index and middle finger gently tilted in the dip between my hips and upper torso. then I would think about how my hands felt around her body. her skin was always warm, even in the winter. she was like the spark of summer I needed when I was freezing. her skin felt so right in my palms. her hair fell around her back and chest and shoulders perfectly. sometimes I just wanted to feel her hair against my bare skin. even when her hair was losing its bright blonde color and her darker roots peaked through, I couldn't get enough of her hair. of course her lips. I could never rip my eyes off of her lips when she wasn't looking and when she was looking. I constantly find myself looking at how her lips turn up when she sees me or one of her teammates. and the way her perfect teeth were on display after a win. her lips were always pink twenty four seven. even if she had just woken up with her hair tangled, eyelashes just slightly stuck together. her lips were always pink as if she just finished putting on lip gloss. her hands were slender. not extremely veining but you could see the definition. the way her hands tense up when shes feeling any emotion deeper than normally sends me over the edge. she looked like a frank ocean song when sleeping. a lana del rey song when talking. daniel caesar when she was happy. bryson tiller when mad. she looked like the perfect song that made me feel like I'm exactly where I'm meant to be.

i felt her hands running across my back and thighs while I was simply encapsulated in her eyes. I didn't even notice how hard I was smiling until I looked back at her entire face and saw how red she was getting. she dipped her head down to cover her reddened cheeks but I quickly used my finger to lift her chin up. I held her jaw gently while leaning in closer and placing multiple pecks on her (yes, still pink) lips. my fingers slowly moved down her neck and chest the more Paige deepened the kiss. her hands were now moving down my hips and onto my ass, I guess this wholesome moment where I'm daydreaming about how perfect her features are is over.

i quickly tore off her tank top along with her bra. without looking, I massaged her tits in both of my hands while she tried to slide of my pants without me lifting myself up. I felt her attempts on my body and pulled my lips and hands away for a split second to take off my shorts and panties. small whines left my throat at my already dripping clit dragged across the sweatpants she was wearing. "fuck Paige." I couldn't contain a single noise I made at this point. Paige quickly stuck her lips against mine again, almost muffling each moan and groan I made. my hands wandered around her stomach and hips, also teasing around the top of her sweatpants and the boxers that peeked through. our pants began to melt with each other as I quicked my pace of grinding against her clothed lap. I couldn't take it, the feeling of emptiness in my pussy. as much as I wanted to grab her hand and fuck myself, I waited for her. eventually, she inserted two of her fingers in my wet hole, not waiting to pump in and out with a fast pace. I felt pathetic how close I already was but to be honest, who gives a fuck?

"s-shit I'm so close p." I pulled away from her lips to whine.

"cmon baby." she spoke back at me.

i began to grind onto her hand at the same place that Paige was moving her fingers. I felt my legs begin to tense up tighter and I kept a stronger grip on her waist. everything felt so right as I came on her fingers. louder moans, almost screams, left my mouth as I repeated Paige's name without caring who could hear. my legs began to shake around her hips along with my fingers. I wanted to keep going but Paige slowly removed her fingers from me. as bad as that felt, I decided to rest my forehead on Paige shoulder. she scooted herself down the bed enough for her head to rest on my pillow. I removed the bottom half of my body from hers and left my head between her shoulder and chest, getting more tired as she held onto my back. her hands were under my shirt, messing around with my bra while I was asleep. the last thing I heard before actually knocking out was Paige's softer voice speaking close to my ear.

"I love you so fucking much."

i cannot believe I even denied the fact that we are not friends. never will be now.

[victoriadallonfan]

Art by Hanawrong

[onehyperfixationsatatime]

I can relate to murderbot because my performance reliability drops too when people try to talk to me about feelings

[darth-memes]

[aprilblossomgirl]

Not Friends (2023) | Screenwriter & Director Ta Atta Hemwadee

There are two things I love the most. Friends and films.

[visionsofours]

[evilhorse]

Go choke on some birdseed, Canary!

[mirandagabrielle]

Yes, she did write this about me. Obviously.

[w-i-m-m]

[clairedaring]

Not Friends (2023) dir. by Ta Atta Hemwadee

[none-of-it-was-accidental]

@solmussa the i’m trying (not friends) reference with barty in the new you signed up for this chapter was absolutely genius.

[cambrinkisbae]

✧.*Not Friends pt 5*.✧

Paige Bueckers x reader

summary- it was a huge relief to finally realize that you didn't hate Paige Bueckers

word count- 2.9k

themes:

-fluff

-slight angst if you an even call it that

-homophobia

A/N - I'm so so so sorry for the delay. I lost so much motivation for this series but this back now. I hope you guys like this part!!! I did not spell check btw...

there was only a hazy memory of looking at who I thought was Paige in the eye and feeling tears well up on my waterline. why did everything have to fall apart in this order. the entire time that I stared at Paige, my brain kept telling me that I was hallucinating and that I was really Abby but no. as soon as the blonde spoke I couldn't help but break down. the thought of almost fucking the one girl that I don't believe I'm good enough for had to be the most sickening thing to ever imagine. of course Paige just had to be a good person and wipe my tears from my eyes before they even fell. the mood switched quickly. I went from confusion to comfort. Paige's hand were set on each side of my waist but not In a way that made me feel like I was being topped. it felt like she was holding me. gently. I loved that. once I comprehended the fact that it was Paige who was holding me, even more tears fell. I felt her hands moved to my back as she helped me stand up from the edge of the bed. I walked straight to the mirror to make sure that all of this was real even though in the back of my head I knew it was.

every moment that had to do with Paige before this, I would see it as a bad thing to be so close to her. yet the feeling and sight of her holding my waist in the mirror felt so right. the feelings of her arms resting around my almost bare skin reminded me just how badly I wanted to be with her. even though a couple days ago a part of me felt like we had to be friends, I knew that I couldn't hide it for long. then the feeling of guilt rushed over my head. how could I have been so mean to her just because she showed me love?what if it had been ruining her since? I couldn't bare to know that if Paige was hurt, it was my fault. the tears that were once embarrassment now turned into guilt. "I'm..so so sorry Paige." my head dipped into the palms of my hands as I tried to cover my obvious tears. the blonde immediately played her hand against my back and rubbed her thumb back and forth for comfort. I spun around, shaking her hand off of my skin. no. there is no way shes comforting me after I hurt her. a small and sharp breath left her lips once her hand left my back. I paced around the room trying to find sense of what I was thinking. "hey hey its ok..." Paige didn't hesitate to pull me into her arms even if I was pulling away. I wanted nothing but to stay in her arms. no words exchanged just small breaths as I sobbed into her sweatshirt.

"Paige it is not ok. I- I fucking hurt you when all you did was love me. you don't deserve that." my voice was slightly muffled against the cotton that covered her chest.the last thing I wanted was to hurt her. all Paige did was hold me into her. arms wrapped around my waist, fingers resting against my tailbone. my sobs began to slow, silencing the moment between us. I felt Paige slowly swaying the both of us side to side. before I could speak again, she gently pulled my face away from her chest with a hand now placed against my jawline. she still stayed silent, just staring into my eyes. and of course I couldn't look away. "I don't care if you hurt me. I just-i just need you know that I love you." I did. still do actually. her voice soothed me so effortlessly. it slowed down the pacing doubts that went through my brain.

only now did all my other senses came back. before it was just thinking about how I treated Paige and the tears that followed those thoughts. now my eyes were open and I could see Paiges sharp features that seemed soft through my glossy eyes. her eyes still had a hint of gray in dark lighting. her lips were still pink as ever. her hair wasn't in her usual ponytail. it was falling down her shoulders perfectly. her natural waves peeking through. she was wearing a dark blue sweatshirt with plaid pajama bottoms. now I noticed that my hands had made their own way to Paige's hips. her body seemed less tense as mine. the sweatshirt was thin enough for me to feel the outline of her toned abs. this were the exact things I thought about when I didn't want to stay friends with Paige. "are you ok?" Paige's voice woke me up from my trance. I looked back up at her eyes and nodded softly. "mhm." all the previous doubts of her love for me and my love for her had disappeared into the abyss by now. the only thing I doubted is whether we were going to sleep in my room or hers.

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the next morning I woke up feeling Paige's hot breath against my ear. my head was peacefully resting on her chest. we ended up in her room. her hand was glued to the small of my back just like I had predicted it would be if this situation ever happened. when my eyes blinked open, the first thing they saw was Paige's hair tangled around her own head. my reflex was to just run my fingers through her blonde locks. and that I did. this almost immediately woke her up but there was still a smile on her lips when she realized that I was trying to comb her hair with my bare hands. I pulled my hands away and pushed myself up closer to her face and hesitated to place a kiss on her lips. so instead I kissed her cheek. Paige quickly pulling my lips into hers gave me the idea that didn't enjoy just a kiss on the cheek. the kiss was short but I still enjoyed every second of it. just as I was getting more into the kiss, Paige grabbed onto my hips and flipped me over on my back. I let out a loud squeal and attempted to flip back over but Paige kept me down as she kissed around my lips, moving down to my neck. a couple giggles slipped out the lower her lips got before I finally pushed her off and took my turn. after going back and forth a couple times, there was a knock on the door. Paige's hands were slowly slipping under my shirt when Azzi knocked on the door. it made sense since it was 9 in the morning and Paige still wasn't out ready for practice but it still startled the both of us.

Paige groaned before standing up and dragging her self to the door. she opened it to see Azzi's face giving her a 'get the fuck out here right now' look. she had her hand on her hip and everything. "why are you still in bed-" Azzi looked behind Paige's shoulder and locked eyes with me. my face froze and I slowly hid myself with the bed covers. "I don't even want to know." Azzi slowly backed away from the door frame and yelled out as she walked down the hallway " be ready in 30 minutes!" Paige turned around and shut the door before jumping right back into bed to give a couple more kisses on my lips. she then stood up and walked to her bathroom before brushing her hair and teeth. Paige was one who refused to take care of her skin unless someone reminds her. "wash your face Paige." I stayed in bed, scrolling on my bed while she rushed to get ready. "could you come hold my hair please." usually someone else would help Paige with her hair but waking up late changed that this morning. so I stood up and held her hair until both braids were finished. I spun her around and covered her eyes while spraying hairspray on her top of her head. before she had the chance to get up and get changed, I couldn't help but placing another kiss on her lips.

it was nerve racking how quickly we changed around each other. just two days ago I pushed her out of my room while she let me know her love was basically endless and now here I was initiating a kiss with her after helping with her hair. I was here imagining all the night and mornings after this. holding onto her waist after a game. making her breakfast when shes running late. braiding her hair for fun and for serious times. I could see it all right in front of my eyes just by looking into her eyes. I cannot believe I didn't feel all of this before. I cannot BELIEVE these thoughts weren't running through my head when I very obviously heard Paige tell me that she loved me.

Paige walked out of the bathroom in her t shirt and shorts and I held a pair of her shoes in my hands. I waved them in her face as she looked around for them. "right here baby." Paige's head practically snapped towards me. I could seriously here a bone crack. "what?" no other words left my mouth once I realized what I said. fuck. "what did you call me?" Paige's hands were now wrapped around my waist, slowly pulling me closer and closer to her. "nothing.." I said under my breath before Paige pulled me into a very aggressive kiss, forcing me to drop the shoes in my hands. "don't be shy." Paige whispered in my ear before pulling away and putting on her shoes. I was in a tank top and shorts while my hair was pulled into a messy bun. I looked like I just rolled out of bed, which I kind of did, but I still followed Paige out the door and to practice so that I could watch her. Azzi was sitting on a bench outside while waiting for Paige but she sprung up when me and the blonde finally walked out. my hand was interlocked with hers while the three of us walked to Paige's car.

the moment that all the girls saw me and Paige walking into the gym, holding hands, a bunch of 'aw's' and 'ooh's' were exchanged. as much as I tried to ignore them, I couldn't help but turn red at the sound. everything was going fine. Paige and the rest of her team had smiles plastered on her face the entire time I was there but my own smile dropped when I saw Abby walk through the doors. why would she be here? how was I going to explain shit to her? all she did was send a smile across the gym while she walked into the lockers. I looked down at my phone to see a text from her that I had got earlier this morning.

abby

hey are you going to be at the basketball practice today. I was wondering if we could talk.

i read the message then set my phone down silently. a rush of panic ran through my head and didn't budge for a while. when I looked back up, I saw Abby walking right towards me. she waved at me while walking up the stairs that led to her bleachers I was sitting on. she didn't hesitate to sit down right next to me along with my bag, and Paige's.

"hey did you get my text this morning?"

"oh I just saw it. what did you want to talk about?"

"well I know we've only known each other for a little while but you seem like a really sweet person and I was wondering if you would want to go-"

just like that, Abby was cut off by Paige yelling from across the gym.

"ice wants to know if we are together y/n!"

my eyes widened along with Abby's. I looked at Paige with a very forced smile on my lips. a let out a held back laugh and looked back at Abby then back down at Paige.

"what do you think?" I yelled back.

obviously I was with Paige and I loved her so much but it was still difficult to say that in front of Abby. the only other girl I've slightly caught feelings for since I transferred. I mean I fully stared at her jawline of all places. but here I was, planning out how I was going to reject her.

"oh. I see. its ok."

i look at Abby and felt nothing but guilt. as much as I love Paige, I didn't want to hurt Abby in any way possible. her voice was so dull after being so energetic coming up to talk to me. it practically ripped my heart out to hear that energy leaving her. of course I didn't let this get to me as deeply as I'm describing it because I mean, I'm dating the Paige Bueckers. who am I to ask for any more?

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as soon as practice was over, I had to get ready to go out with a couple of friends. I had met a couple girls through volleyball and we got close very quickly. the day that I kicked Paige out,I decided it was the right thing to make plans with friends so me, Ella, Brooklyn, Adeline, and Serenity made a plan to go out to the park every Saturday and we were going to stick to it. all the girls made a pact to bring one food item each time. for the first time, I brought things to make mini cucumber sandwiches. this time Ella brought watermelon, Brooklyn brought a box of cupcakes, Adeline brought stuff to make mini pizza, and Serenity brought all sorts of drinks. we all fought over who would bring a blanket but we ended up agreeing on taking turns each Saturday and this week Ella brought a pink and white plaid blanket. once everyone got to the park we set everything up and took pictures before giving life updates that went on forever.

"I have a girlfriend now..."

i said while stuffing watermelon in my mouth. everyone immediately started flooding me with questions, scooting close and closer towards me. I shooed them away while setting down my plate of watermelon and preparing myself to explain the complexity of meeting and getting with Paige. by the time I was done explaining, everyone's faces were in awe with looks of lust in their eyes. knowing that there were people in my life who actually cared about my love life felt nice. my old friends would've ignored the word "girlfriend"} every time it came out of my mouth. yet the second that a boy was brought up, everyone was invested. it was refreshing to surround myself around people who gave a shit.

after I answered around fifty questions about Paige, I couldn't stop myself from asking the girls about their own love lives. I adore listening to how head over heels people are for their own partners. I made sure to give everyone a chance to talk because I wouldn't want to leave anyone out. first, Brooklyn told me about her new talking stage and almost everyone congratulated her for finally joining the in a talking stage club. except for Serenity, she despised when her friends fall in love, but mainly because she cares so much. if anyone of her friends gets hurt in her peripheral vision, that person who hurt them would end up six feet under. then Ella went on about her girlfriend who shes been with for 2 years now but still treated the relationship like a middle school crush. I mean giggling and kicking her feet. obviously Serenity was single and did not plan on changing that anytime soon. Adeline was just asked out by a guy shes liked for three months now. we all hugged her and giggled a long with her while she talked about how dark his eyes are and how good he smells or whatever.

by the time everyone was done sharing about their lives, the blanket was scrunched up under us and there were plates scattered everywhere, a long with cups and utensils. we all began to clean up before walking to a sunny part of the grass and passed around a volleyball. this quite literally felt like the last day of 8th grade but it still felt so special to just enjoy what you enjoy with people that you feel comfortable around. so we played volleyball until the sun was about to set and then we got up and Adeline drove around the town, dropping the girls off one my one until we reached campus, where she dropped me off. I waved goodbye and walked up to my dorm. I didn't expect Paige to be sitting on my bed, working on a project while playing some random Drake song in the background. she continued to hum along to the lyrics until she looked up to see me leaning on the doorway. "why my room of all places?" Paige had a smug smile on her lips while shrugging her shoulders. "why not?"

[ink-through-her-veins]

I’m starting early so I finish on time!

Arthur and Merlin aren’t friends. A collection of interrelated fluffy and adorable one shots of Arthur and Merlin growing up in a golden wonderful Camelot where they can be bickering, petty children who grow into awkward teens and eventually enamored well adjusted adults.

Written for @fluffbruary 2023

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A Social Awkward's Guide for How to Tell a Friend from Not a Friend

Do they push you into the pool fully clothed as a "punishment" for losing a stupid game?

NOT a friend

2. Do they tell others who you like without your permission?

NOT a friend

3. Do they secretly record you and then offer to share it with others?

NOT a friend

4. Do they ask if you're OK with something when they feel you're being pressured?

Friend

5. Do they protest when someone's trying to do you dirty?

Friend

6. Do they call out others on their "not a friend" behavior?

Friend