another day, another disappointment // selever

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spoopy month and maid dress has cum bacc

PRETEND ITS CLOSE TO SPOOKY MONTH

every month is spooky month

more crack than fluff, sorry bros who need fluff 😀 and v short, almost a drabble

yall gnna make me act up with these views 

lmao i mention pegging in this bc of a pinterest thing i saw of sel- its not abt him tho

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 "oh fucking rad an angel," selever says when he saw your costume.

"it just matches you know, since your lazy ass couldn't pick a costume in time," you retorted, shanking your head.

you were about to go to a party that pump and skid were hosting, since spooky month was their month.

selever scoffed and crossed his arms.

"you couldn't be like, a sexy demon like me or a cat or something?" he groaned.

"a sexy demo- well it's too late now," you started walking out the church.

"i still have the maid's dress!" selever grabbed onto both your shoulders and shook you lightly. "c'mon, that angel isn't even biblically correct."

"yeah bro, i'm not gonna wear eyes all over me. and i'm not wearing the maid's dress again." you kept walking, selever trailing after you.

"why nottttttt,"selever moped.

"maybe if you didn't decided to try to look up my skirt when we got out the car, i'd wear it."

"YOU HAD PANTS UNDER."

"YEAH,WELL,THE INTENTION IS THERE."

"bro, i swear, i was just, you know, my neck hurt."

"you were on the fucking floor."

"i fucking slipped."

"how the actual fu-"

"jUST WEAR THE DAMN THING." selever threw his hands up.

"WHERE THE HELL IS IT ANYWAY?"

"ok great, i'll get it right now," selever smiled and immediately went inside and a few seconds later brought out the maid's dress.

"why the fuck were you so ready-"

"get it on,bitch," he threw the dress at your face.

you let out a huge groan and walked inside the church to change, but not before you saw ruv.

"ruv, what the fuck are you wearing."

*angry russian noises*

"no, ruv, why the fuck are you wearing a cat costume." you were genuinely concerned. it was so...tight- (that's what he said)

"your bitchass piece of shit boyfriend-"ruv ranted on as you nodded in agreement and empathy.

"yeah, we'll get him one day,"you said as ruv finished his rant.

"when i do get him, i swear,"ruv shook his head.

you both shook hands on it and vowed to prank selever so badly, he'd be butthurt about it for the rest of his life.

once you had only the dress on, you went outside to see selever next to a tree.

"how the hell does it take so long for you to change."

"i saw ruv."

selever almost wheezed at the thought of ruv. "he looks pretty hot in it. maybe sarv will peg him or something."

you pushed that thought into the back of your mind.

"selever, what the fuc-"

"time to go!" he started running off.

"yOU PIECE OF SHIT I'M WEARING A DRESS." you yelled.

"RUN ANYWAYS, WIMP." yelled back, already far away since he decided to start flying halfway through.

"that little fucktard," you sighed, as he came back around.

when he didn't stop while coming towards you, you nearly screeched.

"BRAKE YOURSELF U LITTLE SHIT." you said as he kept coming. mans needs a stop button.

he gracefully picked you up as he went by, and very dangerously put you on his back into a piggyback position.

"i probably just flashed the entire country right now." you almost (lovingly) slapped him.

"awh, i wish i could've saw." he seemed sad, but it was just him being a lil shit.

"maybe another day,"you said.

he looked content with that. "that day is today."

"sel, what the f-" you started before he started aggressively going up and down, making you bounce on his back. (uh-)

"there is no argument." he chastised as he stopped his 'merry go happy fun fun ride'.

"you're a fucking menace."

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convinced sel is british

he has to be

i swear

if dokki makes it cannon

i'm gonna have a field day with that

anyways this is a very short drabble-ish oneshot that is my thoughts at 2am

pls hope ur braincells r intact

also everything about selever is soft istg except his personality

t h i n k  a b t   i t


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