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random marauder hc: part time/ summer jobs i think they’d work (based on all the jobs ive at)

james potter definitely works at chick fil a during the summer. mainly is either drive thru cashier and stands outside majority of his shift or is back of house on fries. when he is back of house he gives lily a little thing of fries every few hours.

sirius black definitely works at spirit halloween every year and picks up odd jobs here and there. he loves dressing up during spirit week at spirit halloween and wins almost every year, marlene won one day and ruined his streak.

remus lupin ABSOLUTELY works 2 jobs because hes bored. works at an art store as an inventory coordinator and a camp counselor. buys all types of arts and crafts supplies for the kids at the camp. works specifically with 5-6 year olds and is teaching them how to read.

peter pettigrew would work at a barbecue restaurant, closing shifts specifically, and is mainly on drive thru duty. definitely takes extra food home and rarely goes grocery shopping. goes maybe twice a month. gives dorcas food from the back whenever he goes to clock out.

lily evans would definitely work chick fil a, specifically bagging and front of house shifts, only closes if she’s taking someones shifts. james will send in blank orders that say ‘i love you lily <3’ after a rush. she always takes a picture before clearing the screen.

regulus black is a server at an upscale restaurant. makes more in tips than he thought he would so he starts putting it aside for hogsmead trips. 1000% gets written up because of his loud face. a customer asks a dumb question? his face immediately turns sour and its obvious he doesnt want to serve them anymore. most definitely is a hit with the older customers.

marlene mckinnon, 100% works at spirit Halloween every year with sirius, and spends the summer as a lifeguard/ camp counselor. is the type of lifeguard to not actually look at the pool and kinda just blows the whistle every couple minutes. if shes manning a waterslide, she definitely talks shit on the walkie talkies about the park drama.

for spirit halloween, she tries to win the spirit week contest and always ends up losing by like 2 points.

mary macdonald works as a party planner at an arcade. also does babysitting on the side. absolutely compares tips from both jobs. she is a great employee and her employers definitely try and keep her longer.

dorcas meadows is wholeheartedly the host at the same barbecue restaurant as peter. they see each other for less than 5 mins for shift changes. she refuses to close. always gets a lunch from peter and she drops off starbucks for him to close while she munches on the food he gave her.

barty crouch jr doesnt work during the summer but gets bored so he gets first aid certified and starts working as a camp counselor. sticks around the 9-12 year olds and laughs when they ask stupid questions. “why is your hair green?” “you think i can make a nether portal with this obsidian?” “because i dyed it.” “no thats a rock you found under the tree.”

evan rosier tutors kids during the summer for egregious prices. $250 for an hour and they finish the work in 20 minutes. he most likely gets bored and is happy that its a temporary situation.

pandora rosier became a pharmacy technician and spends the day counting and organizing medicines while whimsically talking about nargles and other animals. her coworkers think shes weird and they only keep her there so they dont have to count.

Paige and Drew

Cuties

watching this girl go from high school superstar to getting her ring before she’s drafted?

never been prouder of a girl who dk my name

completely deserved 🥹 this is family man

the things I would let juju, rayah, paige, nika, azzi, kk, ice, dominique, emily, diana, jana, kiki, ayanna, jada, aubrey, kennedy, avery, kayleigh, aaliyah, maila do to me are so crazy

my legs have been spread open

BE AZZI FUDD.

WE DID IT JOE

on the way to become one of the greatest players to ever touch the court…and this is only step one

sobbing like a baby omg

guys we did it and i just balled my eyes out im so proud of them

LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO

When tumblr refreshes itself and the fic I was reading fucking disappears forever 💔

I’ve been searching for a smau I was reading for three days 😔

just got back into wbb and I'm in shambles

Good morning!..I'm so gay for Paige Madison Bueckers...

Title: You Should’ve Told Me

Pairing: Paige Bueckers x Reader

Fandom: UConn Women’s Basketball

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Slow Burn, Romance

POV: First Person (Reader)

Word Count: ~2.3k

Summary: Freshman year of college, you and Paige Bueckers became fast friends after bonding over having the same major and the same schedule. You told each other everything—well except the fact that you’re a stripper in your junior year.

Fic is based of @yailtsv ‘s mood board: Paige w/stripper!gf

I low-key want yail to do a pt.2 to fic….

🏷️: @nicebellee , @sitawita , @thatonesuschix , @vamptizm , @elalfywhore , @starfulani , @authentic-girl03 , @paige05bby , @paxaz535 , @azziswrld , @jadasogay , @paigeluvvr

Freshman year, I was awkward as hell—tote bag too full, hair always in a rushed bun, and clumsy enough to spill coffee on someone within the first week of classes. That someone just happened to be Paige Bueckers.

“I am so sorry!” I remember fumbling with napkins, heart sinking as the brown stain spread across her hoodie.

She just laughed, blue eyes full of amusement. “It’s fine. I didn’t even like this hoodie anyway.” She glanced down at my binder full of psych notes. “You’re in Psych 103 too?”

And just like that, we became inseparable.

We sat next to each other in every class, studied together, FaceTimed when one of us missed something. Paige introduced me to her teammates, took me to games, and somewhere along the way, we started telling each other everything. Or… almost everything.

I never told her what happened the summer before junior year.

When my parents found out I liked girls, they didn’t scream. They just cut me off. No more tuition. No more health insurance. No more help. Just silence.

So I found a way.

It started small—cocktail waitress. Then VIP hostess. Eventually, I was offered a stage audition at Club Venus. I said yes.

I told myself I’d quit once I had enough. But then rent came due. Then books. Then food. And now, here I was in senior year, dancing on weekends, midterms on Mondays. Still getting straight A’s, still smiling at Paige in class… still lying.

Tonight, I was working a shift but planned to leave early. I had cupcakes waiting at home and a card for Paige’s birthday. I couldn’t wait to surprise her.

But life? Life had other plans.

⸻

“VIP bachelorette party at table three!” my manager called, shoving a tray into my hands.

I groaned. My set was next. “Tell them I’ll be there after stage.”

He rolled his eyes. “Make it quick, baby. They brought the birthday girl.”

As the lights dimmed and the bass rolled in, I stepped out onto the stage, heels clicking, hair bouncing. I plastered on my best smile, the one that made rent and textbooks possible.

But then I saw her.

Front and center, blue eyes wide with disbelief, was Paige.

Her teammates flanked her—Azzi, Nika, Ice—all grinning, waving dollars.

Paige? She looked like the earth had dropped out from beneath her.

She was frozen, staring up at me as if I’d just confessed to murder.

My stomach dropped.

No. No, no, no.

I tried to look anywhere but her as I danced, heart racing, cheeks burning. I wanted to bolt off stage and hide, but I couldn’t. Not mid-set.

When I stepped down and made a beeline for the dressing room, Paige was already moving.

“Hey! Wait—wait up!”

“I’m working,” I hissed, not looking at her.

“Can we talk?”

“No.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” she said, grabbing my forearm gently.

That’s when the other girls noticed.

“You have to pay to touch!” Amber snapped, stepping between us.

“Back off,” another added. “No touching without permission.”

I opened my mouth to say, “It’s okay,” but then Paige reached into her pocket, pulled out every bill she had—$550—and slipped it into my bra strap with steady hands.

Her eyes locked on mine. “Let’s go to a room, shall we?”

I hated how professional I had to stay as I nodded. Hated how much shame churned in my gut. Hated how I couldn’t even celebrate her birthday right.

Once we got into the private room, the door closed behind us, and she didn’t even sit down.

She paced.

“You’re a stripper? Seriously?”

“Paige—”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because!” My voice cracked. “Because I didn’t want you to look at me like that. Like I’m something dirty.”

She stopped pacing.

“I don’t—God, that’s not it, I swear.”

“Then what is it?”

“You could’ve told me,” she whispered, softer now. “We tell each other everything.”

“I couldn’t,” I said. And then it just poured out. “I didn’t have a choice, okay? My parents cut me off after I came out. I had no money, no job, no backup plan. I tried everything else. This pays enough. It pays… enough to stay in school.”

Her face crumpled.

“You’re doing this… just to pay tuition?”

I nodded, blinking fast. “It’s not what I want to do. I just—don’t have any other options.”

I didn’t know it then, but that moment shattered something in her.

“I’ll pay it,” she said suddenly.

My eyes widened. “What?”

“My NIL deals cover everything. I barely touch my stipend. Let me help—please.”

“No, Paige—”

“I mean it. You’re killing yourself for a degree. Let me take care of it.”

“I can’t take that from you.”

She looked hurt. “Why not? You’re my best friend.”

That stung more than it should’ve.

“I’ll be fine. I promise.”

⸻

I thought that was the end of it.

But then she started showing up.

Every night I worked, Paige was there, always tucked into a corner booth, hood up, arms crossed like a bouncer. She tipped big. Watched bigger. Anyone who even looked like they were gonna get handsy? She was up like a shot, staring them down until they backed off.

My coworkers started calling her “your bodyguard.”

Eventually, her presence became comforting.

When I danced, I knew she was watching—but not in a creepy way. She watched like she was protecting me from the whole world.

A few weeks later, after another quiet shift, she waited outside the dressing room.

“You’re not gonna believe this,” she said, handing me a grilled cheese and my favorite boba. “But I miss our study dates.”

I smiled. “You could’ve said that instead of bribing me with dairy and tapioca.”

We talked for hours that night. About school. About the future. About everything but this place.

Eventually, one night, she just blurted it out.

“I like you.”

I blinked. “You what?”

She stepped closer. “I like you. Like, more than a friend. More than anything.”

“…Even though I work here?”

“Especially because you do. You do what you need to survive. That’s… kind of badass.”

I melted.

⸻

Dating Paige was like finally breathing again.

She never judged me. Never looked down on me. But she never stopped worrying either.

She’d sit at the bar, watching every lap dance like a hawk. If a guy leaned in too close, she shot daggers. If someone tried to touch me, security would swoop in—probably tipped off by a glare from Paige.

And yes, she paid for lap dances. Smirking every time.

“You gonna scold me again, babe?” she’d tease, slipping twenties into my garter. “Or you gonna dance for your biggest fan?”

I hated taking her money. She knew it. But she insisted.

“Think of it as a girlfriend tax.”

Still, I drew a line—no more private room sessions once we were official. I couldn’t handle the guilt. She supported the decision immediately.

“You don’t have to prove anything to me,” she said one night, brushing hair from my face. “Just keep doing what’s best for you.”

The trouble was… I wasn’t making enough anymore. Less tips. Fewer dances. I picked up more shifts, lost more sleep, skipped more meals.

Until one night, I collapsed in her arms.

We were in my apartment. I’d just gotten off work. She brought me tea. I sat down, and before I could even sip it, I started crying.

“I’m so tired, Paige,” I whispered. “I’m tired of selling pieces of myself to strangers while trying to study for exams. I’m tired of dancing when I can’t even feel my legs. I’m tired of pretending I’m okay when I’m falling apart.”

She pulled me in, arms tight around my waist. “Baby, you’re not alone anymore. You don’t have to do this by yourself.”

“I can’t take your money. I just… I can’t.”

She kissed my temple. “Okay.”

That was all she said.

⸻

A few weeks later, I got a letter from Financial Aid.

Your balance has been paid in full.

I called. They said an anonymous donor paid off my remaining tuition.

I knew.

She didn’t say anything right away. She waited until I was calm. Until I was home. Until we were curled up on the couch and I was smiling again.

“I love you,” she said. “And I’ll always do what’s best for you. Even if you won’t let me say it out loud.”

I cried again, but this time, I didn’t feel ashamed.

Paige was more than my girlfriend. She was my anchor. My protector. My everything.

And if loving her meant letting her be my sugar mama on my off days?

So be it.

“Okay,” I whispered, curling into her side. “Buy me that Lego set.”

She grinned. “You got it, baby.”

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                 -Thank You For Reading!🩵🩶

                             -prettygirl-gabi🎀✨️

coach geno on what he sees in DT & Paige

“me time” and it’s just lay in bed reading fanfiction for hours

i plan on smiling sometime soon

i was just ab to ask if you knew ab her!!!

just got sent this from another anon and

wow.

strap in my mouth strap in my mouth strap in my mouth strap in my mouth strap in my mouth strap in my mouth strap in my mouth strap in my mouth strap in my mouth strap in my mouth strap in my mouth

i cannot emphasize this enough:

STRAP IN MY FUCKING MOUTH!!!!!!

As an alternative to 'sugar, spice, and everything nice'

I present: 'salt, vinegar, and everything sinister'

nonchalant men are not for me i want mine to have a panic attack if we’re not talking

CLOSE THE PORTAL!! CLOSE THE FREAKING PORTAL!! I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE

This looks like a VIPs only strip show, theyre finally turning into their true forms

a Paige hug like that would heal me real bad

Jana crying that’s her senior 🥹🥹

they are so cute

Listen, ik we all wanted to see Juju v Paige— but i’m absolutely gutted due to the loss of Juju bc of a torn ACL, prayers up.

i need a night of drinkin , dancing & sexual tension