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Violet and Xaden - Fourth Wing
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“so you’d like to sabotage my beauty sleep, is that it? i’ll have to disappoint you. i’m naturally this cute whether it’s on a well deserved eight hours or a pitiful three,” hayes finds himself teasing, the onset of a smirk settling on his features with ease. his expression shifts as his brows raise with a faint hint of surprise at her words. “maybe i did have ulterior motives. maybe i still do,” he counters swiftly, although his voice is nothing short of playful, making his words sound like the notion in and of itself is a far fetched joke, climaxing in an amused grin to erase any last traces of doubt that he might not be kidding. he regards her with a more serious expression as she continues to speak, a low hum vibrating through him as she finishes and his unoccupied hand lifts itself to settle on her cheek. “i’m not perfect, just carefully crafted,” he declares, brushing his thumb over the delicate skin against the side of her face, “i have many flaws, elizabeth, and one of them is my soft spot for you.”
'’that’s the plan. stanning my ass should be a full time jobs. after all, my beloved fans do show up at any hour of the day for me. i expect the same from you, h.’’ she joked, raising her brow at him going along with her joke because, of course, she’d learned better than to judge a book by it’s cover or reputation through this whole mess and she genuinely believed he had good intentions now. ‘’mhm... i hope those ulterior motives are beneficial for the both of us, at least? you’re a lot of things but selfish? eh... yeah, you can be that too.’’ she stuck her tongue out at him, chuckling lightly as she shook her head because, well, they were both pretty awful when they wanted to be. see, being in their good graces had to be earned. liz never broke eye contact, her mouth getting dry as she watched him intently. ‘’sucks to be you, hm?’’ she teased, her lips parting as her body unintentionnally moved closer to his like they were two sides of a magnetic force, needing to be together. ‘‘wanna be my valentine today and every other day? i’m a fantastic baker, as you know. also know a trick or two to please.’‘ she wiggled her brows before taking another sip of her drink and putting the glass on the counter, right behind him.
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kieran’s lips twitch into a slight grin as he nods in agreement, amusement covering for the truth he knows can be found within her words. he’s sure at this point in his life he would be swift to step in for any of his female friends but the underlying rage that’d hit him if bryann was on the receiving end of said violation might not have been entirely routed in just the pure feelings of friendship. “yeah, you’re not wrong about that. guess we’ll have to scrap the idea entirely after all.” he listens attentively to the brunette beauty’s suggestion as he leans against the balcony’s railing, eyes following her as she paces around whilst she audibly lets him in on her train of thought. “that’s brilliant, actually,” he praises after taking a sip from his bottle, “you think your connections are good enough to have them write something for us? i mean, even if the song is not specifically catered to us, starring in a music video together is good enough as is. if it’s a hit, it’ll continue to play everywhere. that will get us enough exposure and media coverage for, i reckon, at least a solid two weeks.” he smirks at her statement. “damn right they did. how quick do you think we can make that happen?”
'’shame. i’m sure people would pay a fortune for your pretty lips.’’ sure, she was only teasing him but there was still a lot of truth to her statement, especially because she could remember, even after all this time, how nice they felt on her lips, on her skin. focus bree, she thought while finally sitting on a patio chair in front of him, her tanned legs crossed as she looked at the city, pensive. it was nice to have someone who didn’t think she was insane for being so driven and competitive. most people would tell ehr to chill the fuck out, that this wasn’t that deep but, aside from needing the money desesperately for her inn, she loathed to lose. she’d always been that way, probably because it had always been hard to be in constant competition with her siblings everywhere they went. at school, at home. hell, the two dumbasses that were sam and erik had even found a way to target the same girl. her smile brightened at his approval, making her clap her hands together in excitement. ‘’sweet! i mean, if we were basic we’d go for after four because it’s the easy option but, since i went to so many tapings of the voice, i think i could convince halsey to do it? we hit it off pretty well by bitching dyl together. maybe blackbear could join in to really reach a wider audience?’’
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“thanks for not kink shaming. it feels so good to know that this is a safe space for sharing,” sawyer coos, evident sarcasm lacing every word that falls from her lips as she mimes a touched expression, hand extending to grasp onto his arm and give it a faux appreciative squeeze ere she withdraws her fingers and rest them back against the coffee mug between her hands. at his declaration, the young woman frowns, brows furrowed in a mixture of disbelief and disapproval. “wow,” she simply manages for a moment, trying to let his words sink in, “how terrified they must be knowing you’re rooming with the bottom half of middle class. feel free to wash your arm. you might contract something.” sawyer licks her lips, brows raising in silent challenge, as though she half expects him to condemn her for the lack of money. “i got in here on a partial scholarship which means i don’t have money to waste on all the shit of mine your hook ups empty, richie rich. it’ll be shocking to hear but some of us need to try and save money.” at the way he can’t seem to speak without laughing at her claims, she takes another sip of her coffee to stop herself from fueling the argument and instead focusing on the important stuff. “rule number one: no more casual hook ups. i’ll allow two smashes a month back at our place with a 24 hour notification period prior to you bringing someone over, meaning you will tell me ahead of time so that i can take safety precautions such as not being here or making sure to invest in noise cancelling headphones. any objections thus far?”
'’anytime, barbie. you can talk to me about anything. i’m a great listener. especially in my sleep so you don’t make me lose my precious time.’’ he replied, using the very same sarcastic tone she’d used on him. god, no wonder why no one from his perspective wanted to come visit her at their dorm, she was so infuriating. he wondered if her girlfriend knew another side of her, a softer one, one that didn’t make you want to poke your eyeballs out after a having a heated discussion with her. ‘’i wish i was kidding about this, trust me.’’ he finally said honestly, just because he clearly didn’t have the highest opinion of his parents. he was only using his father to get what he wanted. once he would, he’d follow his brother example and ditch. for the time being, though, he needed to be the perfect son. ‘’with that said, you’re not making a good first impression for your people, sawyer. i’m disappointed. thought you’d end up being cool species, like aliens!’’ of course, he could never stay serious for long, not when he knew he could push her buttons further. ‘’whom the fuck plans to have sex twenty four hours in advance? i’m not a little girl getting ready to pop her cherry?!’’ he exclaimed, horrified at the idea that someone’s sexual life could be this boring that they don’t do this shit based on impulse. ‘’what if there’s a fire and we end up not doing it? nah, that’s bull.’’
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the blonde huffs out a sigh at his inquiry. “i was walking past their table and he was talking about some violently inappropriate things for a old lady to hear in graphic detail,” she informed, scrunching her nose in evident displeasure as she recalled the incident, “don’t worry, i dragged him off before he could do any real damage but i’m sure he hasn’t left the best of impressions. he apologized when i lectured him outside and was being all nice about it because i looked stressed which just made it worse. it’s like dr jekyll and mr hyde.” she knew he was right; at least in regards to steven but that didn’t mean she’d audible let him know so, instead allowing a frustrated noise to escape her. “maybe. i don’t know. with everything that’s going on right now i feel like i’m on a roller coaster ride i didn’t agree to get on.” at the way he received the last part of her statement, she allows the corners of her mouth to curve upwards into the faintest, wry grin. “yeah, you don’t gotta tell me. i feel like i’m losing my mind,” she retorted, only semi-joking as she chose to place a surprisingly rough smack against the male’s chest, “that was for you being glued to your girl since we got here, even though it’s my fault for picking country music’s most eligible bachelor as my emotional support system,” quinn explains, giving her slender shoulders a shrug, “you said hit me, so you brought this onto yourself.”
'’was he speaking about him... fucking my sister, or?’’ dylan wasn’t even sure he wanted to know the answer to his own question. there was no right way to go about this, anyway. he was a tool, that was it. ‘’that doesn’t even make me feel better the slightest. jesus, what has allana gotten herself into? i know she struggles to pick decent matches but this is a new low. i feel like she’s going to pop out any seconds from the bushes and scream that it was a prank.’’ the young drummer chuckled, scratching theb ack of his head as his certainty vanished that this was all too absurd to be real when he thought about it and realized it was lany. everything was possible with her, everything. ‘’those are the best kind. always remember that a roller coaster goes up after it goes down.’’ he assured her, even though he knew it wasn’t so easy to see the silver lining when your life was turning to shit, especially after a break up. although, he could tell that what she shared with steven wasn’t the same as what he’d shared with lux because completely crushing her heart. when she hit him, he raised his brow, definitely more amused than he should be. ‘’just to clarify with you, q., we’re actually talking about my splendid, also very gay, girl?’’ dylan pressed his lips together, watching her intently as he tried to figure out if it was a little jealousy he was detecting on her end. not that he minded...
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“yeah, you better not tell anyone. the dad imagine could tarnish my spotless reputation.” he adorns his retort with a sly grin insinuating that he was teasing. his gaze follows her as she exits the room momentarily, ere he turns back to the task at hand and fetches some ice cubes from the fridge. it seemed hayes just couldn’t quite figure out why his desire to have the femme home had burned strong enough for him to intercept with her work schedule. it was most certainly abnormal behavior for him. “how very unfortunate,” he chuckled lowly once liz returned, “i hope you won’t find the job too challenging.” he doesn’t flinch at her touch, as though it’s nothing out of the ordinary. once he finishes their drinks, he turns in her arms, offering her one of the glasses and trading it in for his sweats that he slips into easily, without asking for more space, before removing the towel from his waist and discarding it onto a nearby chair. “cheers,” he offers, grasping his own glass without breaking eye contact, “to your spontaneous night off.”
‘’don’t worry, i prefer being the only one who gets your full attention to a point where my safety and well being keeps you up at night.’’ she half joked, definitely pleased to notice all the subtle ways he had to show her he cared. once he turned to face her, liz didn’t take a step back, staying still, looking right into his dark eyes. she cleared her throat, taking the glass from his hand and clinging it to his. ‘’i’m surprised that you still want me around after all this time.’’ she admitted, wetting her lips with her tongue before she took a sip of her liquor. ‘’you’re going to laugh but in the beggining, i was convinced you had ulterior motives.’’ the brunette chuckled at how ridiculous that sounded, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. ‘’i guess i’m not used to people liking me for me without getting anything in return. you’re so fucking perfect, always doing the right thing, always in control. sometimes, icatch myself wishing you were like the others for a moment in time, just so i could get under your skin the way you get under mine...’’ she admitted, allowing herself to be completely open with him.
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“i’m happy to know you’re content playing the starring role in my murder fantasies.” there was something about jay that she couldn’t quite put her finger on. he seemed to harbor a special talent for knowing just which of her buttons to push to get a rise out of the blonde and that very knowledge was infuriating enough on its own. oh, how she hated possibly having found her match ( despite rather dropping dead than possibly even so much as considering admitting to that ) in terms of heated and sarcastic banter. “you control who you let in here. you don’t live alone, mister egoistic narcissist. if you can’t keep it in your pants, dick your girlies down back at their place.” at his sexual innuendo the blonde closes her eyes, rubbing her temples to signal he was giving her a headache. “god, sometimes the things you say just make me wanna hurt you so bad,” she declares, huffing as she tugs a few strands of hair behind her hair, “now, can we focus on the problem at hand? we need rules, jeremiah. i’m serious.”
‘’a fantasy is a fantasy, s. we do not discriminate in this dorm.’’ he wiggled his brows at the female, definitely pleased that she was always ready for a good ole banter session. for some reasons, he liked to know he had the effect intended on her. surely, this wouldn’t lead to a usual hate/love scenario but maybe this was better. maybe one day, they’d even become friends. ‘’i’m chill inviting them over, really. i’ve always been the host of sleepovers ever since i was a child. my parents were scared that me and my brothers would catch something if we went to... poor people’s places.’’ he pressed his lips together as if he’d said a bad word, his expression dead serious because, unfortunately, it wasn’t a joke. ‘’you should also know that i had braces back in the days so please avoid the teeth are when you do decide to—‘’ he snorted, shaking his head to try and be serious again. ‘’hurt me.’’ jeremiah rolled his eyes, groaning as he closed his eyes like she would disappear if he ignored her long enough. after a brief moment, he opened an eye again, pouting. ‘’what do you have in mind, captain?’’
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he allowed a short chuckle to escape him in response to her suggestion, broad shoulders shrugging playfully. “maybe. i’m sure we’d make a fortune. then again, i’m a bit picky about who gets a taste of me, so i’d probably make you do all the work,” he teased, allowing his lips to curve into a grin. kieran was relieved that they’d somehow managed to wind up at this point. he wouldn’t have blamed bryann for receiving hisfeebleattempts at making amends with a much colder attitude, yet somehow it appeared she was willing to be the bigger person, at the very least for the time being. at times he wondered if it was all for the sake of the competition or if they had a shot at possibly at least being on friendly terms once it was all over, despite knowing he didn’t deserve having her in his life; friends or not. “touché,” he hummed, quirking a brow at the rather lewd reference she was making, the smirk on his lips letting her know he knew precisely what she was hinting at. “they’re practically hosting a giveaway, disguising it as a game and who doesn’t want free shit? they’re not entirely brain dead i’ll give ‘em that.”
‘’please, you’d probably beat up the first guy who tries to take advantage and push his tongue in my mouth.’’ bree stuck her tongue out at him, definitely well aware that there was nothing between them but he’d always disliked the way men took her kindness for an invitation. bryann rolled her eyes as he explained what game their opponents were up to, scratching the back of her neck as she walked away to get beers from the fridge so they could on her balcony, which was her favorite spot to think. ‘’okay… what about…’’ she brought up the bottle to her lips, walking around slowly in circle. ‘’we could make a collab with someone huge like star in their music video? we could make them write a song that’s close... or not, really, to our reality since people do crave getting the gossips about what we are to each other’s, what we been through? it has to feel authentic but, you know, it would be like throwing a bone to a dog. besides, we have connections, would be stupid not to use them. they want to play dirty but the picked the wrong people to fuck with.’’ she said, nodding to her own statement in approval before a chuckle left her lips.
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quinn hated not feeling in control of things and at the moment it seemed like everything was slipping out of her grasp. “it’s not that, it’s…“ her hands moved to instinctively pull dylan‘s jacket tighter around her slender figure as though it could substitute as a safety blanket, “it feels like everything’s going to shit. i mean, wes is acting like he’s got a split personality between behaving ridiculously out of line in front of nanna and trying to be nice to me, i threw four years out the window with a single phone call and my boss is practically ready to fire me for needing to take this impromptu vacation so i could be here as it is. this whole weekend is a disaster.” her hands slip off the fabric she’s been clinging on to with a sense of defeat. “the only thing that’s standing between me and my breaking point right now is you. actually, you’re the one thing that’s been keeping me from falling apart this whole trip which is ridiculous, trust me, i know.”
dylan furrowed his brows, definitely surprised that quinn was finally all aboard the ‘wes is a weirdo that can’t be trusted’ train. ‘’wait— what happened with nanna?’’ as satisfying as her resistance to liking wes was, he would definitely give him a free plastic face surgery if he had been disrespectful to her of all people. jesus, why did allana have such poor taste in people? ‘’okay, okay. work will always be there no matter what happens. you’re the most talented and anyone would be stupid not keep you around because you put your loved ones first. as for steven, i think it was over long before that phone call. you just didn’t want to admit it to yourself…’’ he knew it was brutally honest but he hated to see her beat herself up over this dickhead. at her statement that was rather too kind and undeserved in his humble opinion, dylan raised his brows in surprise, a chuckle leaving his lips as she claimed it was ridiculous. ‘’can’t argue with that, q. i think you’ve really hit rock bottom if i’m the only good thing about your life right now.’’ he tried to put some humour to the situation, even if a part of him did feel… happy? confused? relieved? that they were in such a good place after everything.
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“mh, smart,” he hummed, feigning innocence as he nodded in supposed approval at her employer’s choice, “i’m glad they sent you home. i was worried about you going out in this weather to begin with.” he busies himself with grabbing two glasses to prepare her drink of choice for the both of them, throwing her a look over her shoulder as she continues to speak. “take whatever you want,” hayes agrees, granting her a lazy grin. he wouldn’t even so much as let another woman open his closet out of sheer principle but aside from the aspect of miming mister perfect he genuinely doesn’t seem to mind the thought of liz rummaging through his stuff. well, at the very least not most of it, “you mind bringing me back a shirt and a pair of sweats too? there’s only so much warmth this towel can provide.”
‘’aw. look at you being such a dad.’’ she mocked, trying her best to ignore the way her heart had flipped as he’d voiced out his concern. for some reasons, the fact that he wasn’t the caring type just made it even more meaningful to her. ‘’you got it.’’ gosh, how on earth had she ever picked adrian over him? he was there for her in ways no one ever had been before, even if she was far from deserving on such act of kindness. as she caught herself staring at him from afar with a soft expression on her face, she pushed a wet strand of hair behind her ear and nodded, making her way to his walk-in closet, letting her hand touch the different materials. everything about the way hayes deveraux dressed exuded power, luxury, class. she took off her clothes before slipping on a calvin klein sweater that was far too big for her. she couldn’t help but notice the smell of his perfume that she liked so much, rolling her eyes at herself for acting so smitten like a teenage girl. focus, liz, she thought, grabbing a pair of grey sweats, forgetting the shirt on purpose for sefish reasons. ‘’ah, man, i forgot your shirt. bummer. guess i will have to keep you warm.’’ she half joked, wrapping her arms around his muscular frame from behind, her lips gently brushing against his skin as she watched him prepare their drinks.
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"yeah, it’s really difficult for me to know you’re resting peacefully when you could be awake and getting on every last one of my nerves,“ sawyer hums, nodding in feigned agreement. at his reminder that he wasn’t her dog, she simply smirks although the expression vanishes at his follow up statement, pinching the bridge of her nose as she draws an exasperated breath to urge herself to ignore the remark in favor of initiating the conversation she had planned. "you see this?” she finally asks, lifting her mug, “that’s coffee. out of an entirely new bag that i was forced to buy thirty minutes ago because i woke up to your newest one night stand emptying the one i had in the cabinet. i’m tired of you bringing your hook ups to our place and letting them use my stuff.” the blonde huffs, giving him a stern look. “if we’re going to continue rooming together, we need some ground rules before i actually decide to strangle you in your sleep.”
‘’as long as i’m on your mind, barbie, i’m satisfied.’’ he wiggled his brows at the petite blonde, definitely finding a liking into teasing her, even if he knew damn well that, since she wasn’t interested in men, her dislike for him was clearly not a way to hide her attraction but very much real. he didn’t know why he enjoyed bickering with her so much. perhaps, having the attention of someone he considered an equal in terms of wit and being more interesting than most made him feel good about himself, better than he had in a long time, as pathetic as that might’ve sounded. he blinked at her accusation, shrugging it off as he dismissed her with his hand. ‘’how is that my motherfucking fault? i don’t control anything other than wether or not i let them—‘’ he stopped himself, smirking as she talked about strangling him. ‘’mhm, i wish you would. i’ve always wondered what it would be like to be woken up from being choked. please do stop when i turn blue, though. the only thing worse than rooming with me would be to have my ghost follow you around everywhere you go. yikes!’’
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saying he’d done his best not to shamelessly observe her get up would have been a lie. he wasn’t exactly a gentlemen in that regard and he wouldn’t start pretending to be one now. “people are also big on seeing the underdogs win. we can’t play it too safe. arrogance could be our downfall and yes, i do realize how very ironic it is that i’m the one saying that,” he noted, instinctively licking his lips at their close proximity ere he shifts his focus to the rollers in her hair. “cute hairstyle,” he mocks to ease the tension, flicking against one of the hair rollers with his thumb and index finger, “i’m pretty sure my grandma uses these.”
bryann couldn’t help but chuckle when he was quick to dismiss the exact thing she was about to accuse him of, just because they were both overly competitive and their egos together really couldn’t fit any room if they tried. ‘’what do you suggest? a kissing booth in exchange of votes?’’ she joked, somehow convinced people were drawned to them for their looks than the rest, which didn’t bother her as much as it should’ve. as much as their relationship had been all kinds of bad, they made a great team, they could command people’s attention and make them fear for their lives just by a simple glance. being by his side made her feel different, stronger. he’d never been one to use words to communicate his thoughts or somewhat feelings, but she had the ability to read him better than before and somehow, whatever signal he would send her through his body language and the way he looked at her meant more than anything he could’ve spoken out loud. she rolled her eyes, the grin on her lips never fading after his comment. ‘’you’ve always seemed to be a big fan of my hair.’’ she hummed, tilting her head to the side as she let the hidden meaning get to his pretty little head. ‘’anyway, fill me in. what are these fuckers up to?’’
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the follow up snarky remarks that had already begun to form on the tip of her tongue are forced to remain unspoken at his response. the frown quinn wears on her features stays prominent, however, frozen in place while she eyes the other. she seems to undergo a silent debate with herself once dylan motions for her to follow him outside but ultimately her legs begin to move and she slips past him to step into the cool air taking a few steps to nowhere in particular. quinn tries her best to draw a few deep breaths but they come out shaky at best. “fuck,” is the first word that manages to fight its way past her lips, “he’s not coming. he’s been ignoring my calls all day because he’s not freaking coming and i just –” her words cut off, frustration silencing her as she grits her teeth and clenches her shaking hands into fists before turning back around to face dylan. “go on. say i told you so. be my guest.”
dylan took off his jacket, wrapping it around quinn’s shoulders without asking because he could tell she’s refuse just to spite him, hating to be vulnerable when he was around. he didn’t have time for her to be stubborn. he just wanted to be the best guy he could be for her when the one who was supposed to be just that had let her down. dylan struggled not to smirk when the petite blonde cursed, never failing to find it so fucking endearing when she did it. ‘’i did tell you so.’’ he agreed, wetting his lips before he kept going. ‘’but i don’t know him, i don’t love him and i’ve never met a steven that was worth remembering. it’s easy for me to assume shit. i’m not in your shoes, q.’’ in a way, that much was true. for all he knew, he could’ve showed up and proved him wrong. ‘’if i’m being honest, i do think that this is the best thing that could’ve happened to you. it was a long time coming from what you told me, wasn’t it?’’
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Florence Pugh as Amy March in Little Women (2019)
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damp strands of hair cling to his forehead whilst he fastens a towel around his waist. he’s well aware that the front door has been unlocked but he is in no haste to get dressed, instead sauntering into the entrance hall as though he didn’t expect to see anyone. his gaze meets that of liz, brows raising in feigned surprise. “hey stranger. back so soon?” he questioned, as though he hadn’t had a hand in her shift mysteriously being changed in order to lure her back home. “i was just gonna go get something to drink. you want anything?”
liz hurried inside with her umbrella in her hand, letting out a big sigh as she leaned back against the door because the storm that was currently hiting the city was definitely as bad as they had predicted it would be on the news. she took off her jacket, cursing as she almost slipped on the marble floor with her over the knee boots. as soon as she heard hayes’ voice, she looked back, her hands still busy hanging her coat on a hanger in the closet. god, she could get used to be welcomed by such a view... ‘’they said something about being safer at home.’’ she walked towards him to greet him with a kiss on the cheek as she always did. ‘’whiskey on ice?’’ she suggested, pressing her lips together as her gaze travelled down to his body and she walked past him. ‘’you mind if i borrow a shirt? i feel gross in... all this.’’ she gestured to her damped crop top and skirt.