#c:carson

for the ask, i'm curious abt the RO's playing kiss mary kill with each other, who would choose who and for what haha

Yeah I’ve been going through the wringer but this ask made me want to write it LMAO its not the best writing but it is what it is

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Carson leans against the bar, a smirk on his lips as he drums his fingers against the counter, “So indulge me, all of you, fuck marry kill?” He suggests, receiving a few incredulous looks, “I mean personally, I think I’d fuck Mason, marry Aman,” he adds a wink for measure, causing the other man’s cheeks to darken as he fumbles with the bottle neck of his beer, “And kill Sloan.” His grin is shit eating as Sloan cries out in protest.

“Kill me? Why?! Also it’s kiss, marry, kill, at least amongst my students.” She grumbles, chewing on their lip as Carson snickers.

“That’s why.” He supplies unhelpfully, “You’re turn though.”

Sloan slumps, shrugging his shoulders as they think it over, “Mm, I suppose kiss Charlie, marry Mason and kill Avery?” The sentence ends on a note that sounds more like a question than an answer before they turn to the one next to them, poking Charlie in the arm, “Your turn.”

Charlie smiles at them, her lips almost as sardonic as the expression Carson is holding as she points at her choices, “Kill,” She says as her finger is directed at her brother, “Marry,” Charlie’s finger lands on Sloan as she looks at him with a soft smile, “And fuck.” Her finger lands on Avery, getting a raised eyebrow from the latter as they let out a scoff, her gaze landing on Mason beside her, “Your turn, dear.”

Mason chuckles with a shake of his head, “I don’t think I would do anything with any of y’all,” He slurs slightly as he downs the last of his drink, “but if I have to choose: fuck Sloan, marry Aman, kill Avery.”

“Ooh, two marriages for Aman,” Carson pipes up, grinning as the larger man shrinks in his seat, “No, no, don’t hide. It’s your turn, pookie.”

The pet name makes him choke on his drink as the rest of the group begins laughing, “What did you call me?”

“Don’t worry about it.”

“Mhm, sure,” his tone sounds skeptical before he shrugs a shoulder, “Uh, I guess…. Fuck Carson, marry Charlie and kill Avery.”

“So you’d fuck me but marry my sister?”

“Of course you’d fucking kill me.”

Both were said at the same time, making Aman scratch the back of his head awkwardly, “Uh, yeah, it is your turn though, Avery.”

They gave him a look, annoyance clear on their face, “Well I’d kill you obviously,” they snark, though there’s no real heat in their voice as they roll their head back to look at the ceiling while in thought, “Marry Mason and fuck Charlie.”

“You’re so over the top.” She didn’t even bother knocking, knowing his schedule well enough to know that he’d be in his office alone. With all the surprises from last night, Hazal hardly felt like a knock was warranted.

@causticcarson

EDIT: i forgot to preface that this is assumed to be deep in the crush stage, kinda like a first kiss scenario. 

Aman

“Follow my lead,” You murmur, pushing his back into the wall as you reached up to cup his face. It was near impossible to ignore the look of confusion or the underlying hope in his expression as you traced your fingers along his jaw before bringing him towards you for a kiss. Aman is hesitant in his own movements, arms raised to touch you, only hovering above your hips instead. Letting you lead, unsure of himself in this moment. Despite himself, he returned the kiss just as eagerly as it was given, completely unaware of the people you both were trying to avoid passing you by. Luck was on your side, thankfully, neither interrupted or recognized. “They’re gone,” You breathed under your breath as you pulled away.

His expression changed as he came to a realization, eyes snapping down the direction the people went, “Oh,” The word left him in disappointment, brow furrowing, “You can’t just do that.”

Avery

“I have an idea,” You speak in a rush as the two of you turn a corner, Avery raising a brow in a silent question. You don’t think to explain, having no time to explain, your body moving on autopilot as you stepped towards them. Their movements became tense as you directed your attention at Avery, foot stepping back to make space between the two of you. But their own movements were too slow as you grabbed the front of their jacket, pulling them into a kiss.

You expected them to push you away on instinct, but instead their fingers found their way into your hair, grip tight as the kiss turned bruising, pushing you into the closest wall. There was a harsh bite to your lower lip, your yelp of surprise swallowed by the redhead, the people running past forgotten by you.

The moment you were free Avery pulled away, but not before pinning an arm across your chest, snarling into your face, “You ever do that again and I’ll bite your fucking tongue off.” Their voice is low, the threat genuine before they push away, face burning.

Sloan

“We are at a church event,” Sloan presses, though they’ve made no effort to escape the cage you have them pinned into, keeping the two of you away from prying eyes.

“So? We aren’t in the church,” You say as you tip their chin towards you, “Makes this more believable and far less blasphemous.”

There’s a scoff that leaves their lips, a noise you muffle as you press your lips against theirs even as it turns into a gasp. You can feel their smile against your lips, arms wrapping around your neck as they lean into the touch. The kiss continues even when the people you both were avoiding slipped passed and when you pulled back you gave them an appreciative grin, “Thanks.”

“Oh!” Sloan shrugs, face red and smile wide, “Well I’m all for kissing friends, yanno?”

Mason

You don’t remember how exactly you got here, Mason pressing you into a corner with a shush of their lips, finger pressed against yours as they peek over their shoulder for the people looking for you two.

He seemed to relish the contact, turning back to you as they tilted their head, a mischievous smile dancing on their lips, “I think I know a way to make this look more believable ,” they murmur.

You can’t help but nod, words dying on your tongue as they meet you for a hungry kiss. Their passion isn’t faked, and with the way they seem to devour you, you can tell he’s wanted to do this for a while. Everyone else was forgotten, Mason taking all of your attention. You only broke the kiss when you both needed air, a laugh shaking his chest as he speaks, “I think they’re gone, but we could always continue this if you want?”

Carson

Before your question is fully formed Carson is already turning towards you, his gaze intense. Even as your words die on your tongue he seems to pick up on your implication, a telling smile peeking at the corners of his mouth as he grabbed your jaw. “Are you wanting to give them a show or get them off our backs?” He teased, expecting no answer as he kissed you. Despite his grip on your jaw it was a slow kiss, lingering and demanding. There was no urgency to his movements, drawing out the affection even as the others have passed by.

He only breaks away when your mind is dizzy, all attention lost on anything that isn’t him. If his smile is anything to glean, he’s aware of the effect he has on you.

Charlie

You can’t help the frown as Charlie laughs at the suggestion, covering her mouth as she waves away your expression, “I’m not saying no!” She reassures, “Just wasn’t expecting you to pick something a fanfic writer would drool over.”

“Well if you have a better idea-“ She cuts you off, placing a finger to your lips as she moves closer, pressing her body against yours.

“Just shut up and kiss me,” She hushes, giving you all the permission you need. Her arms wrap around your neck, fingers in your hair as she drags her nails across your scalp. Kissing her feels like holding an electric wire, almost paralyzing in the energy, downright dangerous if caught for too long.

Aman

Aman's eyes widened as you barreled towards him, coffee held firmly in one hand. His eyes darted around, hoping to find somewhere to set the drink down before you could reach him. The panicked expression caused a laugh to bubble up, rushing and throwing yourself at him before he had any more time to think.

Almost effortlessly, you were caught, one arm tightening around your torso as he moved his other arm away, still clutching the coffee as he let out an exasperated laugh. "That would have sucked if it spilled on either of us." He muttered, but his tone was teasing as he tilted his head towards you.

Your arms had found their way around his neck, keeping you up as you grinned at him, "Maybe put it down next time then." Your words teasing as your fingers played with the hair near his neck, the action causing his skin to warm.

"Oh, next time?" His voice was playful as he shifted his weight, getting a better hold onto you, "What if I didn't catch you?"

"Then you would be a horrible friend." You spoke, your dry tone causing him to snicker.

Avery

Avery's brow raises as they see you running towards them, body tensing in anticipation. You couldn't help but giggle at the grimace they wore, far too familiar of an expression for them. They said nothing as you approached, their expression hardening as you launch yourself at them.

They do not catch you, not really. At the last moment you watch them step to the side, your eyes widening as the ground comes towards you, but you never reach it, Avery's grip on your shirt keeping you from colliding into the cement.

"Seriously," You gasp, righting yourself and pulling away from their grip as you gaped at them, "You side stepped me?"

A sardonic smile graces their lips as they regard you, teeth glinting, "Don't ever fucking try that again." Is all the warning you are given before they make their exit.

Sloan

"Oh no," The words leave their voice in a rush of air, expression owlish as they take a step back when they see you race towards them. "You know this is going to end with both of us on the ground right!?" Their voice rose, but the amusement was clear as they dropped the drink in their hand.

Their words brought a grin to your face, picking up speed as they cursed under their breath before widening their arms, acceptance clear on their face. As you jumped at them, they wrapped their arms around you, but the force and momentum forces them back onto the ground with you on top of them.

Their laughter broke through the air and you joined in, shifting so you weren't putting too much weight on them, but staying where you were, a pleased grin on your face as you noticed their wild blush.

"What did I say?" They asked rhetorically as they pushed their hair out of their face, clearly amused by your actions.

"Yes, well," You smile, shimmying a bit and relishing in the way their blush deepened, "You made for a very comfortable landing pad."

Mason

With the way he was smiling, you guessed he understood your plan, dipping low and placing their drink on the floor before you could fully launch yourself at him. A laugh broke through the air as he caught you, arms tightening to keep you lifted as you mirrored his smile.

"Well look at that," He teases as you wrap your legs around his waist, "Seems I caught an angel."

A snort left you, shaking your head as you gave him an amused look, "Are you in the habit of catching angels?" Your tone was sarcastic but not bitter as you leaned into the comfort of Mason's arms around you, "Or am I a special case?"

Mason smiled, giving you a look of adoration as he spoke, "You've always been special."

Carson

"Don't you dare," his words seem to come the moment you stepped in his direction, eyes squinting at you incredulously. As you gained distance, Carson tossed his glass haphazardly onto the counter nearby, sighing as he watched the drink spillover.

His attention on the spill was short-lived as you made it to him, jumping into his arms with a wicked grin. He caught you, though the weight made the both of you stumble before he regained his footing, a small grunt of surprise leaving his lips.

"You never listen, " He chastises, but his words are gentle as he looks over you, blue eyes taking in your features as you let out a quiet chuckle, "Mm, yes I'm sure that's amusing for you." He griped, but his tone was hardly annoyed.

"Always." You agreed, smile widening as he scoffed at your answer, shaking his head despite his own amusement, "Are you surprised?"

"With you? Never."

Charlie

Her expression is one of panic as you race towards her, a deer in headlights as you run towards her. The grip on her drink tightened, so much the plastic cup broke under the force. A string of swears left her lips at the surprise, tossing the cup to the side before focusing all of her attention on your approaching form.

As you jumped into her arms, she tried to catch you, the both of you holding onto each other as you straightened yourself, just barely stopping yourself from toppling over and taking her down with you. She gave a small laugh of disbelief, her arms around you tightening, "Oh that could have ended so badly," She jokes, but the relief in her voice is palpable.

"You still caught me," You assured, her laughter causing your heart to squeeze.