Aubrey Plaza + characters oneshots
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𝐁 𝐀 𝐃 𝐓 𝐈 𝐌 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 ᵃᵘᵇʳᵉʸ ᵍʳⁱᶠᶠⁱⁿ
I moved to the sink, pretending she wasn't there. My fingers rubbed the soap into a lather, the rhythm grounding me. Her gaze bore into my back, heavy and unyielding. "Um, Kartier, can we ta-" "Don't call me that," I cut her off, my voice low but sharp. The nickname sat between us like a shard of glass, a reminder of everything we weren't anymore. I focused on washing my hands, refusing to meet her eyes. Her voice softened. "Well... Karter, can we talk? Please?" I turned slowly, squinting at her. "Why now, Aubrey? After five years? You know how weird that is?" My words were harsher than I intended, but the wound was still raw, even if the scar had formed over it. Her expression faltered, the shine in her eyes turning glassy. She looked away, and I could see her swallow hard, her chest rising and falling with the weight of whatever she wanted to say. "I can explain what happened," she started, her voice fragile, almost lost. "I just... I need you to let me. I want to clear things up between us." I studied her, trying to find the truth beneath her pleading eyes. Sympathy tugged at the edges of my resolve, but I buried it deep. She had her chance, and what she did-it still burned. "Clear things up?" I let out a dry laugh, my tone hollow. "I don't care, Aubrey. I don't need your explanations or your apologies. I don't want you calling me, texting me, none of that. Just... stay away from me."Completa
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The New Boss (Parks and Recreations fanfic)
Taylor has just finished college and has taken an internship at the Pawnee parks and recreations department. Her new boss, April Ludgate, is cold and unforgiving and seem like the worst person imaginable. But when feeling arise will the pair keep their relationship professional or will they become more?Completa
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Red Carpets & Realities; 𝘼𝙪𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙮 𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙯𝙖
In the glittering shadows of Los Angeles, Magnolia, "Mae" Le Feuvre lives a life of quiet contradiction: the poised, affluent daughter of New York's elite by day and a restless actress chasing her dreams by night. Pulled into Hollywood's most glamorous circles by her best friend, the magnetic Leighton Monroe, Magnolia wears her curated perfection like armor. But when she crosses paths with Aubrey Plaza, a fiercely independent artist married to the enigmatic filmmaker Jeff Baena, her carefully controlled world begins to unravel. What starts as a series of guarded interactions soon turns into something far more dangerous-a connection that challenges everything Magnolia and Aubrey thought they knew about loyalty, love, and themselves. As they tiptoe through stolen moments and simmering silences, the stakes grow higher. Aubrey's marriage and Magnolia's fears of vulnerability loom over them like shadows, threatening to pull them apart before they've even begun.
Freya Disick
Eldest Kardashian grandchild's life. Wlw Cute story
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I moved to the sink, pretending she wasn't there. My fingers rubbed the soap into a lather, the rhythm grounding me. Her gaze bore into my back, heavy and unyielding. "Um, Kartier, can we ta-" "Don't call me that," I cut her off, my voice low but sharp. The nickname sat between us like a shard of glass, a reminder of everything we weren't anymore. I focused on washing my hands, refusing to meet her eyes. Her voice softened. "Well... Karter, can we talk? Please?" I turned slowly, squinting at her. "Why now, Aubrey? After five years? You know how weird that is?" My words were harsher than I intended, but the wound was still raw, even if the scar had formed over it. Her expression faltered, the shine in her eyes turning glassy. She looked away, and I could see her swallow hard, her chest rising and falling with the weight of whatever she wanted to say. "I can explain what happened," she started, her voice fragile, almost lost. "I just... I need you to let me. I want to clear things up between us." I studied her, trying to find the truth beneath her pleading eyes. Sympathy tugged at the edges of my resolve, but I buried it deep. She had her chance, and what she did-it still burned. "Clear things up?" I let out a dry laugh, my tone hollow. "I don't care, Aubrey. I don't need your explanations or your apologies. I don't want you calling me, texting me, none of that. Just... stay away from me."
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