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(loosely?) based off of the 1954 movie sabrina (and the 1995 movie as well, i guess)
author's note: just a concept piece, also rushed, idk who (if anyone) will appreciate this. but enjoy!!! also no reference to the reader's appearance
sabrina!reader who's dad worked for smurf on all the big operations
sabrina!reader who's been in love with david!craig since they were 5 and 7 playing together as their parents planned jobs
david!craig who always knew she was fond of him but never took her seriously
as they got older, sabrina!reader still followed david!craig around as he flirted with the girls that flocked around him.
as time went on, sabrina!reader's feelings stayed the same, however she frayed from his delinquency and delved into her academics
when sabrina!reader graduated high school, smurf and her father threw her a party at the cody house.
david!craig who didn't know where sabrina!reader was going after high school, he just assumed she would stay there following him around like a lost puppy
david!craig who was shellshocked when he found out that she was going to college on the east coast
david!craig who refused to hug her and kiss her cheek as he usually did
sabrina!reader who was so hurt she left her own party early in tears
sabrina!reader who refused to even grace any of the cody's presence and that, in turn, ruined her relationship with her father
sabrina!reader who had worked to save up enough money to afford an education on the east coast
flash forward four years later and sabrina!reader moves back home with her father to work and save up money for grad school
linus!pope who notices the little girl he watched grow up is now a woman
request ౨ৎ "do u do smau? please do one with Wemby where he and the reader get spotted by paparazzi and then they hard launch their relationship 😛" + "can we have wemby angst to fluff where famous!reader constantly gets compared to victors rumored flings and it causes them to have problems in their own relationship bc she doubts herself?"
content ⟢ fluff to angst in this one, heavy use of y/n! wemby is kinda a bad bf, social media heavy (instagram, twitter, imessage) fake ex/rumored flings, reader is described as “short” once but literally everyone is shorter than wemby
serenity says ໒꒱ this was sooo hard lmfao pls if you have any suggestions on how to improve on these lmk. also the “ex” mentioned in this smau is not real!! wemby could have a whole wife and i wouldn’t even know ngl… anyways, faceclaim is renée downer, apart of the girl group FLO 🤭 lmk if y'all want part 2!
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♫ the sweetest taboo · sade
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yourusername life lately 💐
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yourbestieeee i want more matcha it’s not even funny
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yourusername omw bbg <33
user1 all the baddies are in texas!!
user2 megan thee stallion liked the pic! i #needthat collab asap
user3 who does that arm belong to in the picnic pic 🤨
user4 OMG WAIT…
user9 and the flowers? oh she’s in lovee
user10 i just hope she’s careful, you can’t trust a man from texas
user5 she’s cheating on me 💔
user6 um she cheated on US
user7 everyone’s worried abt her man but do we not see she’s in the studio 😭?
user8 the queen is workinggg we’re so back 🙏🏾
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spurs B2B HOME DUBS!!!
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user23 we own okc 💪💪
user5 go spurs go!
user18 that baddie sitting courtside must've made wemby lock in 😂
user31 i've seen enough give wemby MVP and DPOY
user75 championship season incoming...
user0 🔥🔥🔥
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yourbestieeee are you with him AGAIN??
yourusername maybe...
yourbestieeee let him know i want you back at ur hotel by 12 am SHARP 😒
yourusername yes ma'am!
wemby now post the score...
yourusername the score where i beat you by 50??
wemby no, the score where you made 5 points. in 5 minutes.
yourusername it's not my fault i'm not 7'5ft tall like you 💔
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deuxmoi DEUXMOI EXCLUSIVE… basketball star victor wembanyama and mystery woman caught sharing a kiss in front of an arcade 3 days ago in san antonio by paparazzi.
they left shortly after hand in hand.
📸 @backgridusa
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user28 wait didn’t y/n just post herself at an arcade?
user50 AND she was at the spurs game earlier!
user11 there is no way wemby bagged THE y/n i refuse to believe it
user6 idk who that “y/n” girl is but it’s obvious the woman is wemby’s ex
user13 these comments r so shocking, since when does wemby have an ex?
user90 i think they broke up after the draft.
user6 they were very private about their relationship! but i hope they’re back together though, they were perfect for each other 💕
user53 how do we even know if it’s wemby with how blurry this pic is 🤦🏾♀️
user32 maybe i’m wrong but is this not @randominfluencer?
user7 lowkey it looks like her??
user82 not her liking the post 💀
user21 she's prettier than y/n, ngl i ship it
user89 idk why you’re commenting on looks when you look like… that.
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you and your best friend are superheroes who studied under the same master. He’s one of the strongest while you’re one of the weakest. When you ask him how, he confusingly asks you “Didn’t you take of the restrictor bands master gave us?”
🖤 dealer!rafe who cuts you a deal because he likes you…
rafe doesn’t do discounts, not for anyone. but the first time he sees you on his front doorstep, his eyes drag over you, slow like he’s assessing. then, they meet yours again and he shrugs like he’s come to a conclusion.
“tell me what you want. i’ll give it to you for half.” you blink, pausing for a moment before asking him why. he smirks, leaning in closer to you. “because i can.”
“do you always do favors for strangers?”
“you’re not a stranger anymore.”
🖤 dealer!rafe who lets you hang around his house…
his boys see you walk in and do a double take. rafe never lets anyone loiter in his space. but you? he tosses you a lighter and nods toward the couch like you belong there. you sprawl out across his furniture like it’s yours, browsing his playlists and smoking his stash while he watches you with a quiet, predatory kind of satisfaction. sometimes when you’re real high and loose-limbed, you’ll wander over to him without thinking and drop into his lap like it was a seat saved just for you. he freezes for a beat, and then his hand slides to your hip, gripping you soft but firm like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
🖤 dealer!rafe who lets you be his passenger princess during deliveries…
everyone else rides in the back. shotgun is reserved just for you. feet on the dash, windows down. he drives with one hand, the other resting low on your thigh like a possessive promise. at stoplights, he glances over at you with that lazy smirk. “see somethin’ you like, angel?” you roll your eyes, a shy smile tugging at the corner of your lips. “thought so.”
🖤 dealer!rafe who spoils you when you stop by to pick up…
he doesn’t mean to spoil you, but just can’t help himself. you show up a little dolled up and he’s suddenly handing you extra. better quality, different strain, new flavor. he tells you you’re his favorite customer. you can’t help but look down, a blush creeping onto your cheeks. he leans in, finger brushing your chin to tilt it back up, a soft smile on his lips. “knew you’d like that.”
🖤 dealer!rafe who protects you when a deal goes bad…
you walk into his place at the worst possible moment— sounds of shouting, heavy footsteps, something breaking. his gaze snaps over to you, pupils blown wide, jaw tight as you peek your head through the door. he’s across the room in seconds, grabbing your wrist, pulling you behind him, quickly tucking you away in one of the back rooms. his voice is low and lethal. “stay here. don’t move.” just as he’s walking back to disappear into the chaos, you whisper his name and he stops in his tracks to look back at you. something dark softens in him for just a split moment before telling you he’d be back. when it’s all over, his hands are cupping your face instantly as if you’d been thrown around. “you good, princess?” he takes a breath when he registers you’re unharmed. “you scared me.”
🖤 dealer!rafe who teases you because he likes you
he always steps into your space. always. never close enough to touch you, just close enough that you want him to. want to feel the heat radiating off of him. sometime he’ll brush past you just to see you stiffen a little, maybe say something cocky just to hear your breath hitch. “look at you,” he murmurs softly. “gettin’ all shy when i’m near you.” you smack his arm playfully and tell him to stop. “don’t pretend you don’t like it.” he says, smirk creeping onto his face.
🖤 dealer!rafe who gets jealous when you go to someone else…
the moment he finds out you bought from another dealer, even just once, his jaw clenches. his entire expression changes. not angry, but something worse. quiet, sharp. possessive. he nearly corners you next time he sees you, voice low and dangerous. “you been buyin’ from someone else?” you swallow but stay silent. “cheatin’ on me?” he steps closer and your eyes widen. “rafe, it’s not like-“ he doesn’t let you finish. you’re interrupted by a soft, dark laugh, his fingers gently trapping your chin between them. “sweetheart,” he murmurs. “you buy from me.” he’s not asking, he’s telling. he leans in closer, smirking softly. “you come to me. don’t let me catch you with someone else’s shit.”
🖤 dealer!rafe who always makes sure you get home safe…
you tell him you’re leaving and he’s up instantly, grabbing his keys. “i’ll drive.” you try to argue. he ignores it. he always drives. he waits until you’re inside your house before pulling away, headlights lingering an extra second. sometimes he texts after: lock the door.
“Hey, Dana? Got a sec?” Robby asked in a low voice, leaning over the counter.
“Why?” She took off her glasses and looked at him.
“I got a patient in Trauma 2 and she’s… jittery. I need an ortho consult for her arm and hip but she doesn’t want to. She keeps asking to be transferred to Westboro or any other hospital.” He explained, “And she’s got bruises that aren’t from the accident.”
Dana looked over at Trauma 2, where you were sitting, leaning back, staring at the ceiling. You were cradling your arm to yourself, the team had wrapped it but it still needed to be looked at once the X-rays came down.
You smiled and nodded as someone administered medication and it was obvious that you wanted to leave even though you were being as polite as possible.
“I’ll check it out.” Dana patted Robby’s shoulder and moved towards the room you were in.
Meanwhile, you were sitting and hoping that someone would come with the good news that you were getting transferred.
“Hey- I’m Dana.” She entered, closing the door behind her and drawing the curtain. “You got a minute to talk?”
You smiled and sat up a little, then winced in pain. “Sorry- Just really sore. Am I getting the transfer?”
“Uh- Not yet.” She looked over her shoulder then pulled a stool to sit next to the bedside. “Is there a reason you don’t wanna be here? At this hospital?”
“Yeah, I usually go to Westboro or Sacred Heart. I was just near here so they brought me here and I wasn’t very lucid to advocate for myself.” You gave a nervous laugh.
“And there’s no other reason?” She asked, eyeing you carefully.
“No, ma’am.” You swallowed but she noticed you stiffening up a little.
“Okay… okay. Is there someone we can call or-” She started but you shook your head.
“No! I mean- I- No. I’m fine. I just wanna get out of your hair-” You said immediately.
“Okay.” She nodded, watching you fidget with your wedding ring. “You married?” She asked softly.
“I- Yeah-” You smiled, looking at your hand. “Three years now.”
“He’s a good guy?” She asked.
“He looks mean but he’s-” You pause then sigh deeply. “Are you here to ask if I’m being abused?”
“Dr Robby saw bruises that weren’t related to the crash. We have to do our duediligence.” She explained with a gentle smile.
“I’m not- It’s not abuse-” You flushed deeply. “We’re just very passionate and he’s stronger and gets very-” You cleared your throat as you shied away from explaining that your husband was an animal in bed.
“Robby called for an ortho consu-” Park entered and stared at you, saw Dana, then turned and walked away.
“That was new.” Dana mumbled then looked at you. You laughed nervously, trying to not show anything. “So, I’m gonna ask again, can I call someone for you?”
“I- My husband is my emergency contact but I don’t wanna bother him.” You said quietly.
“Honey, you might have a broken arm and a fractured hip. You’re gonna need to call someone.” She said softly, reaching to hold your hand and give it a squeeze. “Maybe a sibling? Or a parent?”
You shook your head again. “No. They’d all call him immediately so-” You sighed. “I’m fine… Really.” You gave a small smile.
A few minutes later, Garcia walked in, confused. “Shark refused the consult.” She whispered to Dana and gave you a smile to start your consultation as Robby came back again.
Broken radius, and fractured ilium with a lot of bruising on your ribcage.
You nodded through the diagnosis and then the explanation of how you may need surgery for the arm but everything else can be wrapped and heal on its own. And then once again, someone emphasised that you needed to call someone.
The room was full of interns, student doctors and Robby, explaining your condition when Park walked back in. He was no longer in scrubs but the same jeans and shirt he’d been wearing when he’d left home in the morning.
Robby raised a brow as he entered. No one had ever seen him on the floor in casuals.
“We good?” He asked slowly.
“Good. Continue.” Park nodded and pulled a stool to sit next to your bedside, taking your hand in his.
It took Robby a good thirty seconds to finally realise why you wanted to be transferred to another hospital. You were saving them from the Shark, not trying to run away.
“Brendon- I was just-” You looked at Robby worriedly.
“I know.” He nodded, eyes still locked on Robby.
The room that had been buzzing was now very, very silent. One intern was now focused on the IV pump, another found the curtains very fascinating. The student doctors were transfixed on the floor.
“Okay.” Robby clapped his hands, “Learning moment’s over. How about everyone go so I can have a moment with our patient and… spouse?” He added carefully and Park nodded once. “Right…”
Once the room was empty and only the three of you remained, Robby turned to you both again.
“How bad?” Park asked. His voice was unwavering but he was obviously worried with how hard he was holding your hand.
Robby silently pulled up the Xrays to show him. Park sighed deeply then looked at you.
“You should’ve called me.” He spoke gently which made Robby’s brows meet his hairline.
“I didn’t wanna pull you from your shift.” You whispered back.
“My shift?” Park hissed and Robby cleared his throat. “We’ll talk about this later.” He pouted and turned to Robby, shoulders dropping a little. “Garcia will do the surgery since I can’t.”
Robby nodded in agreement, looking over his shoulder, a small crowd was just walking past, constantly sneaking peeks of Shark and you, and whispering.
“As soon as we’ve got an OR, we’ll move you up.” Robby explained. “And uh-” He paused. “Dana might wanna talk to you-”
“Dana? Why?” Park’s brows furrowed.
“The bruises-” You whispered to him and he glares at Robby.
“I am not explaining how I love my wife.” He was appalled at even the notion.
“Right! Of course! But you know! Hospital policy.” Robby backed away with a smile and exited the room quickly.
You turned to Park with a smile. “You really have a reputation, huh?” You laughed softly. “They have no idea how gooey you are at home.”
“Stop… I’m a tough guy.” He smiled a little.
“The doctor before- The woman. She called you Shark. I never thought they seriously called you that.” You giggled some more and he rolled his eyes, leaning to kiss your forehead.
“I told you I’m a scary guy at work.” He said softly.
“Sure thing, fish boy.” You mused.
Outside the room, Robby was explaining the situation to Dana, whilst Whitker and Santos were eavesdropping.
“What… is happening right now?” Mel asked Dennis as she too stared at the scene unfolding in Trauma 2.
“Shark might actually be human.” Dennis whispered back.
“Who would’ve thought.” Trinity nodded in surprise.