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    “I dare you,” your friend said, basically forcing you into the situation. At your age, sitting on Santa’s lap was far from normal. Santa’s lap was reserved for children ten and under- as creepy as that sounded. Your friend thought it would just be hilarious if you were the only older person to sit on Santa’s lap, a Santa who was most likely a pervert.    With a huff, you were ready to take on your dare and stood behind the line of kids. Everyone around you gave you weird looks; kids, mothers, and even the workers. You were almost ready to chicken out but you were determined to get through this dare.    As

[Sting x reader]                        You watched –from your seat near the window– him as he walked into the guild, hunched shoulders and languid posture. Close behind, his red Exceed followed. The young man strolled towards the bar and slid into one of the chairs, away from the rest of the people seated around. As a bier was placed before him, Lector gave a sigh and left his side to join some other members who would pay him more attention than his good friend. Sting ran a hand through his messy, blond hair and took a long sip of his drink. He then leaned forward, almost lying over the bar. His hands curled into fists as he l