solus | elliot
pairings — elliot/reader | stranded!au |
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summary : you and elliot wake up in a world where everyone else magically vanishes.
warnings : -
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Making your way a bit faster towards the gymnasium, biting your lip in anticipation of getting there on time—you felt your phone vibrate leading you to release a frustrated groan.
Pausing in your steps, you snatched your phone from your back pocket, eyes scanning over the dimly lit screen. You squinted as you read the text.
mads 💌
i left something in peterson’s class. can u plsssss get it for me
Your brows rose, letting out a scoff at the audacity your best friend had.
sent
get it yourself. i don’t wanna be late
Your phone dinged almost instantly after, as if she knew you were going to tell her to go fuck herself. Rolling your eyes at her reply, you caved in.
mads 💌
im in the bathroom blowing my ass out bitch
sent
fine. what is it?
mads 💌
pads. pls and thanks hoe 🙏
sent
cunt.
Shutting your phone back off, you sighed before changing your path and heading towards the English class. How did she even leave them in there? They must’ve fallen out or something—you don’t know. Constantly checking the time on your phone, you began to panic when you only had five minutes left, and began to quicken your pace.
When the maroon colored door came into sight, you let out a huff before pushing open the heavy surface. Your hand fell from the knob as you released a shout, covering your face with your hands, a squeal falling from the girl that was making out with none other than Elliot.
Elliot.
God, you hated him.
The picture burned in your mind of his hand around her neck, sitting on the teacher’s desk while he pressed his lips to hers making you want to projectile vomit. You felt her push past you, making your shoulder hit the door, letting out a curse before sending her an icy glare. But she had her back turned towards you as she scrambled out the halls.
Looking at him with a raised brow, he only sent you an irritated scowl; crossing his chiseled biceps over his broad chest, “Nice going, cockblock.”
You placed your hands on your hips, before cocking one of them, “Cassie Howard? Didn’t know you fucked blondes too.”
His scowl stretched into a smirk, rubbing his chin with a smug look, “I fuck anything that has a pussy, babe,” he teased, approaching you slowly. Your figure stiffened as his eyes flickered up and down your face, before setting back onto your eyes, “You would know, wouldn’t you?”
Your nostrils flared, fists balling at your sides.
“Don’t call me babe ever again.”
His brow roses, eyes flashing.
“I thought you liked that?”
Clenching your jaw, he let out a dry chuckle before brushing past you; making his way over to the door. Shutting your eyes in relief, glad that he was about to leave, the knob turned. But you didn’t hear the door shut, causing your brows to furrow, and spin around to face him.
His hand kept trying to turn the knob, but it wasn’t working. He had to be faking it.
“Fuck,” he muttered, his veins protruding from his flesh on his neck as he tried again; but failed, “I think it’s jammed or some shit.”
You snorted, knowing he was only fucking with you, causing a new wave of annoyance to wash over his features, “What the fuck are you giggling at? I’m serious,” he snapped, delivering a harsh kick to the door afterwards to seal the show he was putting on, “It won’t—fuck—open.”
When he didn’t let up his act, you began to grow a bit worried, blinking quickly, “Stop it, Elliot,” you mumbled, shifting back and forth on your feet, “I don’t have time for this. I can’t be late—“
“Try for yourself,” he spat, stepping aside with gritted teeth. Elliot gestured to the door,
“Go on. See if I’m fucking with you or not.”
Gulping, you puffed your chest out and walked over to the door, and confidently tried to open it. But when it didn’t work, like something was blocking the other end, your eyes rounded as you looked at him. He rolled his eyes, plopping down onto the chair for the teacher, legs far apart as he slumped.
He twirled a marker in the air, before pointing it at you with a fake smile, “See. Told you.”
There was no fucking way you were stuck in a classroom with Elliot.
coming soon….
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Aaaahh okay omg, i am gonna try to explain it the best I can but, Im not a writer so I suck at it, pls bare w. Me bc i feel like u could do it justice bc ur that bitch ok.
basically its about this guitatist in a super famous band who is dreamy af and super talented, Russell. And this girl, penny who is the bands biggest fan and supporter. She is honestly amazing and sweet af, free spirited and beautiful. Like one of a kind, rare gem.
She is super in love w. Russell and she always goes along with them on their tours and he really treats her like his gf, every time. They sleep together, she is super supportive of his music and cares about him deeply, but he has a girlfriend back home, and he is reaaaaalllyyyyy using penny. He acts like he loves her when shes around, but honestly is just taking advantage of the fact that she is in love w. Him. And he just views her as a groupie. Shes super blind to it all, thinking he is gonna want to be with her forever.
wait…bc i wanna write a dom fic about this now
should i?
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