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reizeken · 4 days
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Cooking something to cope with Klay's contract situation and playoff loss. Give me more ideas, cause I'm finally writing a non smutty klephen fic
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reizeken · 28 days
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i know its not the point but he looks soft and pretty when he cries lol
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☹️
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reizeken · 1 month
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i wanna write a smutty klay/steph fic so badddd but im genuinely out of ideas ugh
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reizeken · 3 months
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new chapter out go read >:)
Writing a slight crack-ish fic 'bout youtuber steph in 2007 (Don't question the logistics) and have this excerpt. I have no idea about the start or the end but atleast the middle is done yannow.
Never in my life did I have to remember this many 2007 cavs roster members fr
“Wait, no, stop-” 
Lebron’s blood froze at the familiar voice coming from the locker room, so unfamiliar soft and fragile and out of breath that Lebron’s entire vision turned red with rage, the loud laughter of multiple men from the locker room adding to his rising blood pressure. He slammed the door open, trying desperately to calm his rising anger down and then he saw what he feared the most. 
Steph was pressed down on a bench under Varejao, both of them looking towards the door at the sudden and loud intrusion, the rest of the team stuck in various stages of laughter, Steph’s hand slightly pulling away Varejao’s jersey in an act of resistance. Lebron’s breath hitched sharply at Steph’s red eyes, pink face and slightly dishevelled jersey (LeBron’s jersey which he lent no less) and moved quickly to grab Varejao off of Steph. 
“Exactly what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” He asked, voice threateningly deep, grabbing Varejao’s collar with pure hostility in his heart. He felt irritation when Varejao’s facial expression hadn’t changed, a smug smile fixated on his face and tried his best to suppress the cold anger that was threatening to overtake him, annoyance only heightening when his teammates continued to laugh even in this situation. 
Just as Lebron was about to punch the man smirking at him he felt a small, cold hand land on his bicep, shaking slightly. He felt panic rise in his throat thinking that Steph was scared until he looked at the younger’s expression and saw him trying to suppress his giggles. 
“ Bron wait, Varejao was just tickling me-” Steph stopped, before being interrupted by his giggles, the sound light and airy in the locker room, which was soon accompanied by the rest of the locker room bursting into louder laughs than before. 
“B-but I thought…” Lebron sputtered, struggling to speak due to embarrassment, the choking laughs of his teammates doing nothing to reduce the rising red colour on his face. 
Varejao was also struggling to speak, but mostly cause he was choking from laughing way too much. He lifted one finger in between catching his breath and pointed directly at LeBron, tears in his eyes. “No fucking way you thought-” 
“SHUT UP!”
“Nah I can’t believe that you actually-” Ben Wallace interrupted, clutching his chest from laughing too hard, enjoying the way the young king got his feathers ruffled. 
“Aight that’s it I’m killing ya’ll motherfuckers!” Lebron lept up to chase the teasing party which just lead to more boisterous laughter. He felt his face heat up to ridiculous degrees, unable to explain and apologise to Steph, but embarrassment had rotten his brain cells. 
“I wonder what you thought was happening though,” Steph sighed, sitting on a bench next to Delonte West, which unfortunately for LeBron exposed a bit more of his thigh which made his brain overheat even more. Lebron was sure that if you could see his thinking process you could see a bubbling, overflowing kettle. “Oh well you see-” Someone tried to explain before having a dirty towel being thrown at their face, which led to exclamations of “HEY!” echoing in the room. 
“Ah don’t think too much about it Steph,” West explained, smiling ruefully at a struggling Lebron who was currently getting suplexed by Wallace. “He’s just embarrassed that he tried too hard to protect you and ended up looking like a goofy ass motherfucker.” He finished, grinning widely at a fuming Lebron. 
“Ah is that so? I find it kinda cute though.” Steph stated smiling at Lebron, and Lebron felt like he had been hit by the force of a thousand suns. He immediately bent over, clutching his chest with a shell-shocked expression on his face, which made everyone burst into laughter again. 
“Is he okay?” Steph asked, green eyes wide with concern at the young star who bent over as if he suffered from decades worth of heart problems. He really didn’t want to be responsible for giving the face of the league heart problems.
“Nah he's fine don’t worry,” Wally reassured, half dead from laughing too much himself. “You got his blood pressure down.” 
“Yeah but something else got up instead…” 
“One more word from you motherfuckers and everyone is getting traded.” 
“Steph you should film this, and title it ‘abuse of power in the Cleveland Cavs’, you’d get so many views.” 
“Don’t drag him into this mess. Also Steph I gotta buy you a stranger danger whistle.” 
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reizeken · 3 months
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Steph really.....get off your knees my guy
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reizeken · 3 months
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words cannot explain how much i love their animosity
i will find you in every universe (a threat)
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reizeken · 4 months
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Beating a man and then posting a pic of you next to him being caked up is diabolical
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reizeken · 4 months
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going insane at the implications of the EASE with which poole just grabbed steph's wrists and shoved him away-
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reizeken · 5 months
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Art by: my friend @korokettes who i commissioned for this piece of my fanfic
AAHHHHHHH ITS DONE OMG ITS SO PRETTY, IM USING IT FOR MY NEXT JA/STEPH FIC
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reizeken · 5 months
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Torn between writing the kd/steph/bron fic, continuing the youtube lebron/steph fic or starting a new ja/steph and klay/steph fic.... options hmmm
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reizeken · 5 months
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AHHHHH LOOK AT THE WIP FOR MY FANFIC COVER!!!! spot the difference lol
Art i commissioned from my friend @korokettes
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reizeken · 5 months
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reizeken · 5 months
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The day i go to america, only god can stop me from shaving that fucking beard straight off amen
Steph curry gotta be the prettiest mfer I've laid my eyes on and it's not fair cause what TF he so angelic for
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reizeken · 5 months
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THAT MAN IS MY LIL MEOW MEOW FR
We need to talk about Team USA Steph 😳
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I just wanna know how the other Team USA players kept it together with this motherfucker running around looking like this
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Bron was clearly having a hard time
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John Wall was having problems as well
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Let’s face it. Everyone was in love with Steph
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But who can blame them
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Even Klay and Draymond weren’t immune
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reizeken · 5 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Men's Basketball RPF Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ja Morant/Stephen Curry Characters: Ja Morant, Stephen Curry Additional Tags: LeBron james is here but like as an allusion, Explicit Sex, Drunken Mistakes, Angst, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Steph is kinda a bitch, Anal Sex, Explicit Sexual Content, Gratuitous Smut, Unrequited Love, Past Relationship(s), I love making ja a cuck, OOC, Out of Character, like extremely Series: Part 5 of All's Fair In Love And Basketball Summary:
Ja collapsed on top of Steph, the two men catching their breath, before slipping out of him, ignoring the mess he left inside Steph, and laid down beside him, his hands caressing Steph's chest. Steph gave him a small smile, and moved to get closer to Ja, maybe to caress his dreads, maybe to give him a kiss on his forehead, ja would never know. All he could fixate on was that maybe they could work out, and for a brief moment, maybe Steph actually like liked him.
But the sound of the whiskey bottle shattering made Steph stop in his tracks, and he quickly moved away, and Ja felt his heart go cold.
“Shit, fuck,” Steph cursed, trying to move his limp waist to assess the damage, and slowly scramble off the bed, Ja’s cum trickling down his thighs. Steph picked up the broken shards delicately, all while Ja stared up, at the oppressing glare of the darned framed red Miami jersey.
He hated that jersey.
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reizeken · 6 months
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No one can convince me they aren't soulmates.
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UM…..U GUYS 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹
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reizeken · 6 months
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GUYS OK SO THE JA/STEPH FIC IS DEFINITELY ON THE WAY AND GUESS WHAT!!! YUKI IS MAKING THE COVER FOR IT HEHEHEHEHE
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