i audibly screamed when i saw you wrote for seduce me, and i love sam and carrie but i love drama even more. could you write something for sam loving the reader but she just doesn’t realize, and to kind of ‘get over’ her he decides to try going out with carrie, and when they met the reader is very polite and sam is like kind of upset because he wanted reader to get jealous. Carrie and sam aren’t dating but aren’t just friends either so kind of like fuck buddies with one sided feelings if that makes sense !! A lot of Angst between carrie & Sam, but almost pure fluff between sam & the mc. i love your work so much!! if this is too much that’s fine!!
A/N: Honestly, living for the angst thank you so much for this 🙏🙏 I think Sam is p e r f e c t for this
Warnings: fanfic format, jealousy
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It started at James’s business party. It was for Anderson’s toys and Sam had shown up with Carrie. This wasn't the first time she was meeting his brothers. But it was the first time she was meeting you.
Until you walked in. Carrie had heard about you, mainly from Twilla and Noryn, who had explained to you that she was close with the boys, an extended friend. A friend Sam used to have feelings for. You were gorgeous, the dress you wore was green, ironic. Carrie was in pink, her favorite color. So why did you have to come in his? You walked over with a smile, looks that could kill and a body one could dream of. Suddenly, Carrie felt herself feel self-conscious.
“Hey guys!” You smile, the way you usually do. His brothers smile back and the wives all hug you. They love you, especially Irene.
“There are drinks on the left side of the room and desert on the right.” Matthew said, clearly sensing the tension. Everyone could, except for you. “Oh thanks Matthew. You always know when I'm craving something sweet." You say, and Matthew chuckles, watching as Irene steps in to bring you with her.
"You and I have a lot to catch up on." Irene says, pulling you away to the desert table. You wave to everyone as you walk away from her, and Sam feels almost in the dark in your presence.
“Sam? You alright?” Carrie asked as they took their seats at the assigned table. He just nodded, looking around the room. Great. “You don’t look alright. What’s wrong?” Carrie asked, and he just rolled his eyes.
“Carrie I said I was fine. Just drop it.” Sam said again, and Carrie stood silent at this. She wanted to argue, wanted to tell him she didn't care about him. But she didn't. Instead she stood up, walking over to where you and Irene stood, trying her best to show her confidence, and joined your conversation, introducing herself.
"Hi! Y/n right? It's so nice to meet you, I'm Sam's girlfriend." She said, extending a hand out to you. The smile she gave was so fake it put Barbie to shame. But clearly you didn't care, because you shook her hand with enthusiasm. You must not have known about his feelings.
"Really? Oh that's amazing, I'm so happy for you both." You say, shaking her hand but pulling her into a hug. "I'm sure he loves you very much. He doesn't just date anyone." You say, and Carrie feels her stomach well up in knots. No, he doesn't just date anyone. That was why they really weren't together.
"Oh yes, he was definitely the challenge." Carrie says awkwardly. Irene gives Carrie a look. She doesn't like this. More importantly, Irene knows Carrie is lying. Irene taps Y/n on the shoulder, getting her attention.
"I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be back." Irene said. Y/n nodded, turning her attention back to Carrie.
"You know I never really knew what Sam was like personally. Is he just as snarky as he usually is with everyone else?" You ask, and Carrie's taken aback a bit.
"Well, he's a bit softer. He's more funny than anything." Carrie says, mindlessly putting food on a plate.
"Well that's good. I'm really glad he found someone. He deserves to be happy, you both do." You say, and Carrie's a bit taken aback by the smile you give her. It's warm, but she can see the sadness buried in it. You like him too...
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"Where are you going?" Carrie asks, watching as Sam gets dressed at the foot of her bed. He doesn't look at her when he goes to answer.
"Home. I have to work tomorrow." He says, and Carrie frowns.
"Why don't you," She says, crawling over to him at the foot of the bed. By now, his pants are buckled and he's fixing his belt, securing it around his waist. " Stay the night. You can go to work from here." Carrie says, wrapping her arms around his waist, her hands moving to try to undo the belt buckle he had just secured into place moments ago.
"I can't." He says, pushing her off. Ever since the business part he'd been cold towards her. Distant. He had only ever spent the night once and it was because he was completely wasted. Now, he wouldn't even look at her. It was just sex.
"Sam what is going on with you?" Carrie asked, standing to the side of the bed now, watching him put his shirt over his head. Sam sighed and smoothed it out, before looking at her.
"Nothing Carrie. You're just being too clingy." He said, frustrated clearly. She stood silent, watching him put his shoes on and gather the rest of his things.
" Sam?" Carrie calls. Sam is almost ready to run out of her apartment with how quick he gets dressed.
"Yeah?" He asks back.
"What are we?"
Silence. He doesn't answer. Instead, he just walks down the hall to her living room. He grabs his vest off of her coat rack and puts it on.
"Friends. I dunno." He says calmly.
"Friends don't fuck each other."
"Yeah well I don't exactly plan on being with you Carrie, and I know you don't really wanna be with me." Sam says annoyed, fixing his dog tag.
"How do you know that?" Carrie asks, He ignores her, so she repeats herself. This time, he answers.
"You're a bitch all the time, you constantly tell me about how other guys text you, hit on you, compliment you. It's basically a fuck-you-I-have-options." Sam says. Carrie stares at him before finally saying it.
"And what about her?" Carrie asks. Sam inhales quietly, before asking.
"Who?" He asks, but he knows.
"Y/n. What about her?" Carrie asks, more upfront this time.
"What about her-"
"I know you had feelings for her Sam. Be honest with me. Am I just here to pass the time?" Carrie asked, but he saw the hurt in her. Her eyes were brimming tears. Fuck, this was a bad idea.
"Y/n and I... she doesn't like me." He said quietly.
"Am I here to pass the time?" Carrie asks again, a tear running down her cheek.
Sam doesn't answer. He says silent. He tucks his dogtag back under his shirt and runs a hand through his hair before walking across the living room to her front door.
"Sam what is it about her you like? What does she have that I don't?" Carrie pleads, hurrying after him. She holds onto his arm and forces him to look at her.
"Carrie she- she's different. I can't explain it-"
"Then try... what am I doing w-wrong?" Carrie asks, tears falling now. Sam sighs, looking down at her hand, gently peeling her off of him.
"Carrie I really can't explain it I just- I love her. I'm sorry."
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I think i'm rather calm now, thank you for your help and corcern, but i don't wanna go yet, may i stay here for a bit and-" the dog finaly look at Ghost who's now look like a spirit kneeling next to their body "Uhh... did i miss something?, did they do this to you?, pls don't say that you die :'(
-V
(I know that we may supposed to know what happened, but i like to think that my character didn't, and make him more concern about Ghost's life)
"Apparently it's temporary. My body is still breathing, so I'm not dead. Dangerously close to it, though." Ghost muttered, ears flat. "But stay as long as you like. It's not up to me, after all."
"I avoid most of my fellow cult members." Ghost admitted. "There is this one fox that I fight with frequently... their name is Noryn, and they aren’t a dissenter, but they’re dangerously close to it. As for friends... you're right that I am very close to my leader. It's truly a honor, they don't like getting close to mortals."
Ghost crossed their arms, looking upset for a moment.
"I don't think my fellow Cult Members like me very much, and our leader is often gone on crusades. Honestly...it can be very lonely."
M!A: Ghostly Ghost 3/5
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ORIGINAL CHARACTERS
Please note: My various sonas are used as both self inserts for me and their own characters. My pronouns are they/them and I am Graysexual Demiromantic, though I also use Biromantic, however it may be different for them.
Some reference sheets are a work in progress, please be patient
ORIGINAL OCS
Fawn - Feminine Nonbinary, They/she (Fursona)
CULT OF THE LAMB
Ghost - Nonbinary, They/them
Noryn - Agender, They/them
THE OWL HOUSE
Ciara Dark - Nonbinary, They/them (Witchsona)
Tiny - Nonbinary, They/them
HELLAVERSE
Ghost - Nonbinary, They/them, Lun/Lune [OPEN for Roleplay] (MAIN OC)
Alaina - Demigirl, She/they [OPEN for Roleplay]
Nurse Mercy - Cisgender, She/her [OPEN for Roleplay]
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ORIGINAL CHARACTERS
Please note: My various sonas are used as both self inserts for me and their own characters. My pronouns are they/them and I am Graysexual Demiromantic, though I also use Biromantic, however it may be different for them.
Some reference sheets are a work in progress, please be patient
ORIGINAL OCS
Fawn - Feminine Nonbinary, They/she (Fursona)
CULT OF THE LAMB
Ghost - Nonbinary, They/them
Noryn - Agender, They/them
THE OWL HOUSE
Ciara Dark - Nonbinary, They/them (Witchsona)
Tiny - Nonbinary, They/them
HAZBIN HOTEL
Alaina - Demigirl, She/they
Nurse Mercy - Cisgender, She/her
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