Sabrina Carpenter x Female OC. At the Met Gala, glamour and glitter mask the chaos beneath the surface... but when Sabrina Carpenter discovers a tear in her custom bodysuit, she finds help in the most unexpected place. Honey, a soft-spoken seamstress with an extraordinary talent for detail, sees beyond the star-studded façade and offers a quiet hand in a moment of panic. What starts as a fleeting encounter at the gala slowly unravels into something more... an unspoken connection, a growing admiration, and the kind of intimacy that doesn't need grand gestures to be felt. As Sabrina discovers Honey's work, and Honey realises the spark their meeting has ignited, both are drawn into a delicate, slow-burning story about craft, care, and the courage to let someone truly see you.

I'm the all A's hockey superstar, I can't afford to get distracted by the guy I could argue hardly cares about his hockey career going anywhere. Wyatt: Hockey is what I've been spending my whole life trying to be the best at. I wanted to get into a good college, with a good hockey program. I got that. Now my goal is to get drafted by a good team in the NHL. I can't have my eyes straying. Yet they do, and they catch on the worst person possible. Caden: I never put much effort into being good at hockey. I just am. As a left wing for my college hockey team, I get into a lot of fights on the ice. Ok, and maybe off of it too. I choose to not care what anyone thinks, and that infuriates a lot of people. Mainly Wyatt. Although Wyatt and Caden might come to blows, often with fists, it'll be their hearts that take the Hardest Hit.

𝗮𝗳·𝗳𝗶𝗻·𝗶·𝘁𝘆 𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗻 ↳ 𝗮 𝗻𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝘆𝗺𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗵𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝘄𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗻𝗲-𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 || 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗼𝗻𝗲 ©𝗺𝗶𝗸𝗮𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗶𝗻, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟭

"You have bewitched me, body and soul... and I love- I love you."

I ran downstairs into the living room, my heart pounding as I found all my brothers gathered around Nefeli. Her eyes were frantic, scanning the room, desperately searching for me. The scream that bastard had let out earlier must have reached her... The moment our eyes met, she practically threw herself at me, wrapping her arms around me so tightly I could barely breathe. I stood frozen for a moment, unsure of what to do. I hugged her back anyway... Even though I had no idea what was going on. "Thank God you're safe" she murmured in my ear, her voice trembling, leaving me even more confused. I glanced at my brothers. They all looked just as lost as I was. Except for Aiden and Alex. They were motioning for me to hold on. "Of course I'm okay, Nefeli. What happened?" I asked, my heart tightening. I hated seeing her like this, so worried and panicked. "I-I heard Alex and Aiden talking in Italian!" she stammered, her eyes wide with panic. "They said something about the Mafia! Are we being threatened by the Mafia?" Her voice cracked, and tears threatened to spill from her brown eyes. The room fell silent for a moment. My brothers exchanged looks, and then, without warning, we all burst into laughter. Nefeli stared at us, completely confused. Cole, finally calming down, wiped his eyes and looked at her with a smile. "Love" he said, his voice smooth, "we're not being threatened by the Mafia." he let the words settle in the air for a second. "We are the Mafia." • • • _______________________________________________________ ⚠️ DISCLAIMER ⚠️ Mentions of abuse, violence, harsh language, bad mental health, and light depression! Also, I don't own any of the photos! • • • ENGLISH IS NOT MY MOTHER LANGUAGE, I'M SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMATICAL OR VOCABULARY MISTAKES! • • • Please read 'Before You Read' in the first character chap! It's very important! • • • Started: October 4th, 2020 Finished: March 6th, 2021

This is the canvas version of Sbg that Red uploaded on Patreon :)

𝘡𝘰𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘭𝘥, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵. evan buckley x oc eddie diaz x oc 9-1-1 season two - season six started: 21/03/2023 completed: tbd

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)