Sabrina Carpenter x Female Reader Imagines 💗 Requests are always open, just message me. I don't write smuts or personal imagines. Hope you enjoy! 💋 Started: 1-12-19 Completed: highest ranking: ♡ #1 in sabrinacarpenterimagines ♡ ♡ #5 in preferencesandimagines ♡

Sabrina must work with a new up and coming songwriter(Rhea Thomas) after getting out of her very serious relationship on her upcoming album. Will she be able to let her guard down? Sabrina Carpenter X Female OC (G!P)

After being dragged to attend a Sabrina Carpenter concert, Brooke finds herself unexpectedly falling for the singer after their small interaction during the show. g!p OC

"If I were able to steal the key to your heart, I would only use it when it needs some love... but it's hard since we're apart-it's got me wondering." - If You Were Mine, Minova ༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶ In the flickering warmth of an old coffee shop-where the record player skips just enough to feel vintage and the air always smells like cinnamon and nostalgia-Arabella exists quietly. She's just a girl with chipped polish, thrifted sweaters, and a heart that loves a little too much in silence. Her days pass in a blur of steamed milk, soft indie music, and the same familiar faces. Until Sabrina Carpenter walks in. Velvet voice, honeyed eyes, famous smile-the kind of girl who belongs on billboards, not in a place like The Violet Hour. But she returns. Again and again. And Arabella starts to wonder if maybe the universe isn't as cruel as it seems. They speak in glances at first, in scribbled lyrics on receipts, in fingers that brush too long when coffee is handed over. Time slows. The air shifts. It's soft, but it's burning. And somewhere between espresso shots and midnight rain, Arabella falls-not just for Sabrina, but for the idea that maybe she could be someone's muse too. ༄ a story of slow touches, aching tension, & everything unsaid. ༄ a little broken, a little brave. ✦ content warnings: 18+ - smut, heavy yearning, soft cussing, public teasing, artistic angst, and just enough heartbreak to make the sweetness sting. ✧ aesthetic moodboard: ❝ foggy glass / lipstick on collars / tangled headphones / journal pages with hearts / whispered secrets / candlelight & cigarettes ❞ ༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶ "If I could go outside and take you out, we could talk all night-you're all I think about." - If You Were Mine, Minova ✧ a tender storm dressed in flannel and stardust.

✩˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆｡˚✩ SHORT N SWEET | Sabrina Carpenter ✩˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆｡˚✩ ꒰ 🎀 in which two pretty singers, baby-faced pop princesses can't stop being compared - and maybe can't stop falling for each other either. ꒱ she's the industry's golden girl - sabrina carpenter. platinum records, sold out tours, and a face the whole internet simps for. then there's lacey vienna lovelace - 25, sultry vocals dipped in sugar & venom, known to the world as @lovleylaceyy on tiktok + insta. she's all glossy lips, iced coffee, and controversy. fans can't stop pitting them against each other. same vibe. same aesthetic. same fuckin' eyeliner. different energy. and a hell of a lot of tension. ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆ 🧸 rivals to ??? 💌 secret rendezvous + fake smiles 🌸 late night texts & even later regrets 💔 industry drama, internet rumors, & unreleased collabs 🎀 sweet kisses + messy hotel sheets ⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆ 𖤐 started: may 18 at 1:18 pm 𖤐 status: ongoing 𖤐 genre: romance / angst / smut / popstar fever dream 𖤐 aesthetic: coquette, girlypop, glossy n' toxic 𖤐 pairing: fem!oc x sabrina carpenter 𖤐 warnings: smut (18+), toxic fans, manipulation, heavy tension, drinking, social media chaos, soft!sabrina x mean!lacey dynamic, sapphic yearning, popstar politics, slutty stares, pettiness & pain. ✧ ˚ ᡣ𐭩 ⋆ 𝒂 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒆 ⋆ 𐭩 ᡣ ˚ ✧

G!p Y/n x Sabrina Carpenter. 18+ When Hollywood's newest heartthrob Y/N meets pop princess Sabrina Carpenter at the VMA's afterparty, sparks fly - and not the good kind. "Careful," Sabrina purrs, brushing past her with a smirk. "Wouldn't want you falling for me." Y/N raises a brow, stepping closer. "I don't fall, princess. I make people trip." From that moment, the tension crackles - sharp banter, stolen glances, accidental touches that linger too long. They swear they can't stand each other... but the line between hate and want keeps getting thinner. And when the cameras fade and it's just the two of them, it turns out losing the fight might be exactly what they've both been craving.