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anewp0tat0 · 2 years ago

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AAAAHHHHH!! CONSIDER MY SHIT FLIPPED!! THE BLACK BUTLER LIVES! What are your thoughts on the new art style?

BRO I'm with you, flipped like that pancake I managed to throw half out the pan😩 I still can't believe. best Monday every fr.

and ooo thanks for the question, I wanna hear your thoughts after this👀 I've already said a little bit about this in the tags of some other posts, as well as touched on it in my master post of the crew, but I suppose I may give a big final answer(for now, from this teaser).

judging the art alone, not the fact that we get a new anime or anything exciting like that, just the art alone... it's very pretty!

yea this is very pretty. the kid looks great, small and good, and his hair looks feathery and neat, so I approve. I think they nailed his general proportions, I think they'll do a great job at keeping them consistent during episodes! the image to the right does looks a tiny bit like a 3d asset, which is a bit jarring compared to the previous anime style, but I'm flexible towards this change. even if he looks like a video game cutscene character, I usually love cutscenes!!

but here's the drama I'm sure you're here for. yes, unfortunately, there are some wee things that I don't love as much🤏

the first thing, it really doesn't matter and I should shut up about it now... but YOU asked so ajdjfksksk why did they have to shrink sebs jaw cmon my favorite art of him ever was during the Greenwitch arc so don't tell me I'll NEVER be able to see that style of him animated😫 I just like prominent features man. I know he's meant to be pretty but but but....

ah okay. heres the main thing that I think most people may agree with.

these are two screenies of sebster from the teaser. honestly, as ☆luxurious☆ as his lashes are, I'm not a fan of the left image. the airbrush on his hair feels a tad overdone. I love the attention to detail, especially in the one on the right, it shows a lot of love! but there's just something about it that's a bit off for me.

and I think after 24 hours I've finally figured it out: it's the colors.

the realization started to hit me when I saw my favorite edit so far here by @ashxketchum. the colors have been edited to be much more saturated and warm. and I think this is exactly what is missing here.

I even tried my own hand at it, and yea personally, I think slapping a saturation, tint, and just a BIT of contrast on the whole thing can do numbers on it.

already I like it(no I'm not just praising my own work, it's not the best edit out there I did it in 30 secs). I think the reason for this is because the background is very rich in contrast and warm tones, so the characters(particularly sebastian who is all black) stand out when they are muddy and low contrast. I love stylistically when contrast is high, but that's just a personal thing, and I shouldn't hold a studio to those standards.

I tried it for the poster too though, which again I felt was a bit off. official art has never been the most top tear, and the poster is GOOD, the background is awesome and the two peeps looks amazing. but my problem with it was clear once I did another color edit.

(edit on the right)

again, I feel like everything was very muted in the left original, not to mention a tad monochromatic. I really think a kick of contrast and hue could do wonders.

BUT. I know that at the end of the day, it's not a big deal. I don't really care. would it make my day or whole year if they slapped a color filter on it, or continued to work on the color grading of the scenes? probably yea! but my opinion isn't obsolete, and most of all, I look forward to and respect the artists decisions.

so no I'm not "fixing" the art😅😒.

and finally, I think this is awesome:

(I had forgotten but this gif is edited by @kilruas from this post)

GORGEOUS. could it turn some people off cause it's mostly cg? maybe. idc though. gorgeous. gimme some of that beverage.

sorry for the rant, hope it's what you wanted! I think that's everything... I like it 85%!

#my asks #thanks for the ask bud!#kuroshitsuji #black butler #kuroshitsuji 2024 #2024 anime #my text posts

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maxdreavus · 3 years ago

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Falling Away With You | Ch. 9 (EDITED JAN. 9 2025)

Sebastian x F!Reader and M. Rasmodius x F!Reader

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Chapter Summary: ThErE wAs OnLy OnE bEd!!!1!1!

Author’s Note: Like comment subscribe drink water do squats etc. Most importantly, enjoy the almost-spicy content! ;3

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“Oh my god,” I whisper.

It’s nine in the morning. I woke up wanting some water but was stopped by two ivory arms wrapped around me.

This isn’t happening. There’s no fucking way…

I peer over my shoulder and Seb is fast asleep, spooning me, looking as perfect as ever.

“Oh my GOD,” I this time silently mouth to myself.

He moans — not like a sex moan, but still enough of a moan to do things to me — in his slumber, tightening his hold around my waist.

Oh my god!!!

I suppose I have no choice but to accept my fate. I will simply never hydrate again. If I die shriveled up in the arms of a beautiful man then so be it.

Feeling a little bold and beyond eager to study him, I lay my hand on his, then trace the curves of his wrist and the light birthmarks that speckle his forearms. I’d never noticed them there before. I finally get to see if his alleged tattoo is a tattoo or not, while I’m at this — and it is.

It’s a little semicolon. Fitting, considering what he’d shown me yesterday.

Sinking further into the bed and scooting back a little in the process, I really soak up this moment… until I feel Seb shift behind me. Shit, act asleep, quickly! I shut my eyes a try to emulate a deep slumber with my breathing.

“I know you’re awake, Elise,” he taunts. My stomach does a flip at the sound of his husky morning rasp.

I fake an exaggerated snore, which earns me a light pinch on the side that I can’t help but laugh at.

“Sorry,” I sigh, “you’re comfy…”

“Mhm... First my clothes, now my body?!” He exaggerates fake-shock as I flip over to face him. “What else will you steal from me for your own pleasure, Torres?”

I observe him, my eyes dramatically roaming his face. I place my fingers underneath his chin, tilting my head and his around. Getting a better view of the specimen before me. Inspecting a precious jewel.

He’s giggling, and it’s infectious. It's so fucking hard to keep up my facade right now.

Morning breath, bedhead, and all, Seb is still one of the most attractive people I’ve ever met. It’s almost annoying. I can only imagine how crusty I look in his wake.

After much contemplation, I respond, “Your hair.”

“What, why?” he asks, brows furrowed as he beams a smile.

“Looks super fluffy. I bet it would make a good pillow.”

Seb shrugs as he sits up to pop his back while I roll onto mine, stretching my arms and arching my spine. Both shoulders and a few vertebrae crackle with the movement.

“Sorry about knocking out so fast last night,” I sheepishly apologize after rolling my neck.

“Me too,” he follows. “I tried waiting until you stopped leaning on me to sneak out, but once 4ish came around, I nodded off.”

“Oh, I fell asleep on you?”

He laughs, “It’s fine, I was just glad you were getting some rest after the tough day you had.” Those freeloading butterflies in my tummy flutter wildly at his concern. “Mom’s gonna be so annoying about this, though,” he groans as he stretches his arms over his head, subsequently rubbing his eyes.

“Why? Is she not a fan of you sleeping out?”

He chuckles, shaking his head, “She hasn’t worried about my whereabouts in over a decade, probably.”

He flops back down next to me, and I shimmy onto my side to face him, blushing at how close we are once more.

Ha. I thought Sam hovering over me on the beach felt so scandalous, meanwhile I’m just comfortably bashful with this whole hunk a couple of inches away.

“It’s kind of funny, uh…” he goes on, sighing and closing his eyes. “She’s been wanting to set us up.”

“ O-oh?”

“Yeah…” He sighs, his lids opening to reveal the deep indigo orbs locking onto mine. “She thinks you’re really great, Elise.”

A shy smile creeps up on me as evidence of my growing softness. Robin’s been so caring and helpful and kind to me. It’s just… really rad to know it’s been genuine, and not just out of moral obligation or something, you know?

“Which is why,” he sighs, propping himself up on his side, “she’s going to pester me for sleeping here. And why she thinks we would be a good match. Allegedly...” He shrugs and rolls his eyes teasingly during that last word. I spot the corner of his mouth twitching, underneath the light blush across his skin.

“Who woulda thunk,” I respond quietly, reaching up to touch and admire his dark quartz — onyx, maybe? — gauges, “that I’d be such a hot commodity in the valley?”

Seb tilts his head a little to let me get a better look at his piercings, his gaze honing back onto me once I lower my hand. “Of course. What else are all, like, five of us here gonna do when a cute new girl shows up?”

Cute?

I lean up a little to match him, as my face contorts into a shit-eating grin. “What’d you just call me?” I pair it with an annoying dance of my eyebrows.

Seb glares at me, a mischievous glint in his eye, and he pushes me back down to where I was. He scoots over a bit, and I can only assume he’s about to crawl over me and out of the bed, leaving me wondering. The worst form of torture.

Instead, he maneuvers himself on top of me. He almost silently hums a laugh, his face is no more than two inches from mine. Our noses almost touching, combined with the slight breeze of his breath on my lips, makes me shudder involuntarily; and I feel a deep crimson forming on my face, as if I wasn’t easy enough to read already.

Fuuuucking hell this is hot…

No! You‘ve gotta contain yourself, Elise.

He basically called me a little subby loser at the Egg Fest, but I want to be a power bottom, damnit! This is the optimal time to prove him wrong!

Seb uses his thumb and forefinger to gently take hold of my chin, then tilts my face to the side. As he does this, he lowers his head down further, his lips brushing my ear in the process and sprouting goosebumps across my neck and shoulders. “You heard me, cutie,” he basically purrs.

I let out a shaky breath as I turn to goo beneath him. So much for being a power bottom. I feel him smile against my skin, more likely than not because he knew the exact effect his words and touch had on me… and then he’s gone. He makes his way to my bathroom and chuckles to himself along the way, that cheeky prick.

For a so-called shut-in, this man knows what he’s doing.

After a moment of laying there, alone and wet with my heart beating fast and my brain cells struggling to reboot, I decide that maybe I’m actually kind of mad about what he just did. Again, very aroused — like, I’d easily still let him have his way with me in that moment if he’d tried — but I’m pissed . This guy clearly knows I have the hots for him, which is whatever. But… should I just let him take advantage of that?

“What the fuck was that dude?!” I shout before he can close the door.

“What was what?” I hear a muffled Seb respond through the walls. I groan loudly, trying to let the tingles in my legs die down before skulking over to him.

I wait against the wall of the shallow corridor connecting the bathroom with the kitchen. When Seb appears, I shove him into my previous spot — admittedly struggling more than I thought I would. For a twig, Seb sure is heavy and strong.

“Dude.”

“Yeah, what’s up?” he coolly responds, staring down at me. His eyes tell me he knows his effect on me. Or, that he at least has some sort of effect, if not the correct one.

Suddenly, I can’t form words. Maybe I’m just reacting so dramatically because I’m incredibly pent up. Is that worth picking a fight over?

We stand there for a moment, my hands firmly cupped onto his arms, my teeth gnawing at the inside of my cheek. We’re looking into each other’s eyes, neither of us knowing what in the fuck I was trying to accomplish here.

I groan a “nevermind” in agony and smack the wall next to him before locking myself in the bathroom to cool down. I hear him chuckle from the other side of the door and just shake it off to the best of my ability.

I almost forgot that I’m still wearing his clothes, and feel a little giddy at the sight until splashing some cold water on my face. After I have a pee, I turn on the shower, brushing my teeth while waiting for it to heat up.

Maybe the sound of me showering will be enough of a tease to get my revenge? Like, oh Sebby, don’t you wish you could see me? You know, washing my body? Uh… nakedly???~

…No. Stop it you little freak.

I look at my dumbass self in the mirror, staring into my annoyed, defeated eyes.

I groan again.

Then, as I undress, I wonder if getting off real quick would release this hormonally induced fit of rage I’ve found myself in.

Only one way to find out, I shrug to myself, stepping into the water.

__________________

It did help a little bit.

I walk back into the main room, my freshly combed hair falling past my shoulders, and my cheeks still rosy from the orgasm and hot water combo.

I’m wearing nothing but yesterday’s bra and panties, and it’s totally not because I want Seb to be as sexually frustrated as he made me. No, not at all. It’s just that I put his clothes into the washer already… and that possibly turning him on would be an added perk to not having brought a clean change of clothes to the bathroom with me.

He’s sitting at the edge of my bed, phone in one hand and Cannoli under the other. The sound of my closet opening prompts him to look up, and out of the corner of my eye I can see him watching me. I smirk when I notice the device fall out of his hand. I peer towards him as he picks it up, and when he locks onto me again, I narrow my eyes.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” I say, directing my view back to my clothes.

“…Ok.”

“Wait what?”

When I turn back, he’s lowering his phone. That fucker actually did it. He looks so smug! I wish that I hated him.

“Y’know, Sebby, I had the impression that you were sooo nice and sweet. In fact, I spent most of my time in your care yesterday singing praises of your chivalry to myself,” I theatrically monologue to Seb as I grab a shirt. “‘He’s so cool,’ I thought. ‘What a stand-up guy!’ I sighed to myself many times.” I turn away from him, take off yesterday’s bra, and replace it with a dark gray replica of the tank top I wore yesterday. No bra underneath. We cannot be contained today. “Now where the fuck did that all go? Hm?” I ask over my shoulder while flattening the hem of my shirt.

He shrugs, seeming satisfied with himself. “I could say the same to you,” he boasts, nodding to my half-naked body.

I roll my eyes, “Don’t get your dick in a twist.” I yoink out a pair of ripped mom jeans, and wave them slightly in Seb’s direction. “I’ll be in pants in no time.”

“Bold of you to assume I’d let you in my pants to twist my dick.”

I snort a little while trying to hold back laughter. With both of us now snickering, I shake my head. “Damn it.”

Trying to distract myself, I rush to pluck a fresh pair of underwear at random, trying not to overthink things while a hot guy is watching my every move.

“Cute choice,” he notes.

“Fuck you.”

I’m about to head back to the bathroom to change, when he comes over and takes me by the hand.

“Hey,” Seb says softly, but sternly. I look up at him and furrow my brows, about to question him. Suddenly becoming conscious of just how exposed I am, I feel shrunken. Regardless of what he’s about to say, though, he’s visibly concerned.

“I… just wanted to say that I hope I didn’t cross any lines. Today or in the past. Make sure you tell me if I ever do, yeah?”

I don’t really know how to respond to that, god it’s like a switch flipped. Feels as though he read my mind during my weird, horny internal debate.

When I don’t answer, he continues. “I meant it when I called you cute, Elise, don’t get me wrong,” he lets out a breathy laugh. “But I value you for a lot more than your looks. And I don’t want to fuck anything up or make you feel uncomfortable just because I get… bold, from time to time, y’know? Just say the words, and I’ll lay off.”

I can’t help but just gaze at him in awe for a second while I process how gentle he’s being now. I smile and nod.

“Thanks,” I look down at the pile of clothes in my arms bashfully.

He hums. “Now go put those on, you’re killing me.”

As if drawn by magnets, my gaze directs immediately to his crotch.

Oh.

Oh yes.

“ Bro , what the fuck!” he complains, covering his slight tent as I shuffle away, fiendishly giggling to myself.

As I’m putting on clothes, I remember that it’s Friday. I missed the past month or so of Saloon hang outs due to being balls deep in yard work after the first I attended. I want to go tonight, but I also don’t want it to be weird.

I opt to straighten my hair, so I at least look a little less messy than usual if I decide to have fun later. I don’t plan on sweating enough to need a re-shower, as I’m going to just spend today doing what I meant to do yesterday. It’s pretty sedentary work.

While the iron heats up, I step out into the kitchen. I’m about to yell to Seb that I can make him some coffee if he wants it, but he’s already doing it himself. This feels so domestic, I love it.

“Need any help?” I ask, startling him. I chuckle at his little jump. “Sorry.”

He shakes his head. “Just finished.” Stepping toward me, he hands me a mug. This is the same one I gave him last night… I peer towards the sink and it’s empty of the coffee spinner and couple of spoons I’d left in there.

“D-did you wash my dishes?”

“While you were showering,” he nods. “It’s the least I could do, since I’ve been loitering here all morning,” he says matter-of-factly. “And night.” He winks after that part. Bastard.

I finally take the coffee, feeling a little tickled that he thinks he owes me anything.

“You didn’t have to, Seb.” I take a sip. For fuck’s sake, I should’ve known that this dark and edgy boy would like his coffee dark and edgy too. “I like havin’ ya around,” I choke out while reaching for the fridge.

“Not a fan of black coffee?”

“Not in the slightest,” I chuckle, pouring some fresh milk – thanks again, Marnie! – into the mug. Next, I open the cabinet above me for sugar, which is on the top shelf, and brace myself for the embarrassment of having to climb for it in front of someone.

Here goes nothing.

I lift my knee, and—

“Stop.”

That sounded so harsh, for no reason. Super hot, holy shit, but like… still.

I look over my shoulder, annoyance clear on my face. “No?” I keep my knee propped up, ready to rebel.

Seb takes a step forward, closing the small gap that was between us. He looks away for just a moment to put his own mug down beside me, simultaneously tapping the lifted thigh with his other set of knuckles.

He’s giving me that look again. Same stare that he gave me during his weird shenanigan earlier this morning, except this time without the smirk.

I slowly lower my leg, hypnotized by his gaze and very clearly not rebelling, feeling far too flustered. He’s standing behind me, my back pressed against him for the second time today.

He leans over me with ease to grab what I was reaching for.

Drops the lidded bowl into my hand and looks at me expectantly.

…He hasn’t moved. And he ensures he isn’t going to move by caging me in, his hands clamping to the edge of the countertop.

“Thanks, weirdo,” I mumble, trying not to enjoy whatever the fuck this is.

He’s still not moving. Or talking to me, apparently. Ok, cool. Whatever. That’s fine. I’m fine.

I pour a few heaping spoonfuls of sugar into my cup and put the lid back on. He takes it from me and puts it back, this time moving some things around to get it on a more easily accessible shelf. Stirring my coffee, I glare at him. He beams, gives me a frickin’ headpat — what is it with him and Sam patting my head?! — and walks away with his mug back in his grasp.

I follow him into the other room, noting but ignoring that my straightener is likely more than hot enough by now. He sits at the table in my only chair, sort of giving me the advantage…

Even if my standing height is barely above his sitting.

Either way, It’s over Anakin. I have the high ground.

Sebastiakin?

No. Sebastian.

Don’t make this worse, Elise.

“Alright, we’ve gotta talk about something,” I announce, putting my mug down with one hand and slapping the wooden surface with the other.

“What’s up?”

“Two things, actually,” I elaborate. “One, why’d you stop me from climbing? I do it without you around all the time. I don’t need help.”

“Don’t want to watch you hurt yourself.”

Raising a brow, I go to repeat myself, “I do it all the—“

“Don’t want to take the chance of watching you hurt yourself,” he corrects himself.

Fair, but I won’t voice that I think so. I just narrow my stare at him instead.

“Whatever. Two, why do you keep doing that?”

“Doing what?” Seb smirks this time, but tries to hide it behind the mug that he’s lifting to his lips.

I whine, “You know what!” and smack the table again, this time more weakly. I’m frankly exasperated from experiencing so much sexual tension in just a few hours.

“Pfft, fine.” He puts down his mug and leans his elbows on the table. “You’re easy to tease, and you’re adorable when you’re flustered.” How is he saying this so casually? “It’s just fun to get sort of cheeky with you, is all. Like I said, if you want me to stop...” Seb rests his chin on a closed fist as he gestures vaguely with his other hand, and waits for my response.

Basically admitting that I enjoy his flirtatiousness, I close my eyes to mutter under my breath, “No, it’s… it’s fine.”

He laughs and shrugs, “There’s my little masochist.”

Totally gonna ignore that the use of “my” in his sentence made my heart go nuts…

Rolling my eyes, I sigh, “Says the sadist who thinks turning me on is, like, peak entertainment, or whatever.”

He furrows his eyebrows and grins wickedly. Maniacally, even. I gulp.

“Oh, Elise,” he growls, sending a chill down my spine and skipping my heart. He shakes his head at me, eyes visibly darkening like some sort of fucking hellspawn. “I thought I was just embarrassing you.”

“Well, yeah, what do you mea— ”

“You just said it turns you on, yeah?”

…Fuck?

I suck in through my teeth, cringing at my own words coming back to bite me.

Unsure of how to answer, I simply don’t. Even this is turning me on, how am I supposed to feel fine and dandy after admitting that he’s been rattling my ovaries around all fucking day? Suddenly feeling shy again, I lean on the table, head in hands. Without seeing him, I can hear his evil snorts.

I look at him from where I am after a hot second, palms supporting my temple, to see Seb still waiting for me to rebuttal. He’s gnawing at his lower lip, not in a sexy way, but rather like he’s trying to stop himself from saying something snarky.

“Well I gave you a boner, so…” I mumble before scurrying away to finish getting ready.

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foolhearts · 3 years ago

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you were made to steal my heart

lewis hamilton/sebastian vettel, 1.3k

happy birthday @collarboen!!! i wrote this scene/snippet of a fic idea we've discussed :) this is only sort of a fic bc it's minimally edited and not beta'd (excuse any mistakes). i just kept thinking about this scene so i threw some words onto a page. hope you enjoy!!!

Lewis is heading back to his motorhome when he hears a familiar voice calling his name. He turns to see Sebastian jogging toward him. Seb's changed out of his fireproofs and is wearing his usual ensemble of an Aston Martin zip-up with sensible pants and sneakers. His hair is a bit disheveled and his beard is longer than Lewis has seen in a long time. He’s a sight for sore eyes. Lewis smiles and stops to let him catch up.

“Good first day?” Sebastian asks as he reaches Lewis, grinning and tilting his head toward the track.

Lewis hesitates, not sure how honest he should be. It’s only the first day of testing so it might be too early to tell, but he senses the W13 isn’t quite where it needs to be. He also hasn’t worked with the engineers as much as he would've liked coming into Barcelona.

“I’m excited to be back but I have a lot of work to do,” he admits. “It’s been a busy offseason and it’s an adjustment to get back into the car, even after all these years. And I’m not sure how we’ll fare with the new regulations.” He wouldn’t tell that to any other driver but this is Sebastian. Their friendship has deepened over the years and if there’s anyone who would understand, it’s Seb.

Sebastian nods sympathetically. “I know what you mean. I’m struggling with the car a bit and there’s many adjustments I need to make.” He flexes and extends his neck with a slight grimace. “I could also use a neck massage right about now.”

“At least you’ve raced recently. I saw those photos and videos at the Race of Champions.” Lewis can’t help laughing as he recalls the video of Seb running in the snow in shorts.

“Ah, so you’ve been keeping tabs on me,” Sebastian teases, a light flush entering his cheeks.

“I always keep tabs on my competition,” Lewis replies with a grin, referencing a little running joke between them.

“I don’t know that I’ve been your competition for a few years now. You’re probably better off redirecting your resources to monitor somebody else.” Sebastian’s tone is light but Lewis knows how painful the past couple years have been for him.

“You’re still my favorite rival,” Lewis says firmly. He figures it’s time to change the subject. “Hey, I’m sorry for not replying to your messages for most of the offseason.”

Sebastian waves a hand. “Oh, it’s okay. They’re mostly informational messages anyway. No response required.”

Lewis chuckles fondly as he thinks about the texts Seb sends. They’re usually singular photos of something new or interesting he’s discovered or they involve one of his hobbies. This offseason the photos he had sent Lewis included his beehive, plants in his garden, the view from a hike he discovered, his new gluten free bread recipe, among others. But Seb had also texted a week after Abu Dhabi asking how Lewis was doing, and Lewis hadn’t replied to that message either.

“Besides,” Sebastian continues, “I don’t blame you for needing a break from everything and taking time for yourself after how the season ended.”

Lewis takes a breath. “There was another reason too,” he confesses. “Do you want to go back to my motorhome to catch up?”

Sebastian raises an eyebrow at the request. They both know their friendship has never involved casually hanging out in each other’s motorhomes.

“Yeah, sure, as long as I’m not intruding. I’m sure you’re busy and you probably also want to just relax,” Sebastian answers pragmatically.

Lewis could still take it back; he could agree that he’s tired and they’ll talk tomorrow. But he shakes his head. “I’d love to catch up with you and hear the stories behind the photos you sent.”

Sebastian gestures for Lewis to lead the way.

When Lewis opens the door to his motorhome, Angela is sitting on the sofa working on her laptop. She glances up and gives Lewis a knowing look when she sees Sebastian behind him.

“Hi Seb.” She smiles and nods in greeting.

“Hello Angela! It’s good to see you.” Sebastian steps into the room after Lewis. He surveys the living room and pauses the moment he notices the baby sleeping in the bassinet next to the sofa.

“Seb, this is Amelia,” Lewis introduces. “My daughter.” He answers the question that is undoubtedly on the tip of Sebastian’s tongue.

Lewis can see a flicker of confusion then surprise before Sebastian’s face melts in a grin and his eyes light up. “Oh Lewis, she’s beautiful. She looks like you.”

“Thank you,” Lewis answers, relieved at how Seb is reacting to the news. He feels the tension he didn't know he was carrying ease from his shoulders.

Sebastian’s already walked over next to the bassinet and crouched down so he’s nearly eye level with Amelia. “Nice to meet you,” he whispers, studying her as he watches her sleep.

Lewis chuckles at the look of concentration on Seb’s face. It’s reminiscent of when he’s inspecting a car.

Angela clears her throat. Lewis tears his eyes away from Seb and Amelia. Angela’s standing by the door, holding her laptop, a bemused expression on her face. “I’m gonna head to hospitality for dinner. It’ll be time for Amelia’s next meal soon too. She’s probably going to wake up any minute now.”

“Thanks, Ange.” Lewis can’t express how grateful he is for her. He knew it would be difficult when he decided to come back with Amelia for this season and he definitely would not have done it if not for the support from everyone in his life, including his family and Angela and Toto.

As if on cue, Amelia starts fussing, her eyes blinking open. “Oh!” Sebastian exclaims. “Is it ok if I hold her?” He gestures toward her. “I promise I know how to hold a baby. And I’ll try not to make her cry.”

Lewis nods. “Yeah, of course. She has been a little wary of new people at first, but you can try. Let me get a bottle so you can feed her, that might help.” He goes to the kitchen to prepare and warm up some formula. He doesn’t hear Amelia crying which is a good sign.

When he goes back into the living room, Sebastian is sitting down on the sofa, cradling Amelia in his arms as she looks at him with a delighted expression on her face. Her arms are outstretched as she tries to grab at his beard.

He laughs loudly. “What do you think, Amelia? Do I need to shave it off?”

“Actually, I like it and I think she does too,” Lewis interrupts as he sits down next to them and hands Sebastian the bottle.

Sebastian murmurs his thanks and shifts Amelia in his arms so he can lift the bottle to her mouth. She starts drinking hungrily, her wide eyes staring up at him.

Lewis can’t take his eyes off Sebastian feeding Amelia. He’s holding her like she’s precious and gazing at her like she’s the best thing he’s ever seen. Lewis can relate to that. He tries to ignore the tight feeling in his chest.

Sebastian glances between Lewis and Amelia, his brow slightly furrowed. “Lewis, I don’t want to pry but... are you raising her alone?”

Lewis knows what Seb really means to ask is, where is her mother?

Lewis leans over and gently smooths down Amelia’s hair. She giggles around the bottle when she notices him. He loves her so much and he can’t imagine his life without her, even though it’s only been a few months.

He looks back up at Seb with a faint smile. “Yeah. It’s just me. I mean, I have the help of my family and Angela and so many other people. But there’s no mom or anybody else because, well, she’s a wish baby.”

#thank you for reading!!!#yes i do have a whole headcanon about this bc my brain is unhinged #(i did steal the baby name from autumn bc i love it and she has the best ideas)#anyway who knows if i'll ever be able to wrangle it into actual fic #but my inbox is always open to discuss ideas and yell about seb lewis f1 etc #come chat with me!#also happy race weekend let us manifest good results for lewis and seb #quali feels like a fever dream #seb/lewis #sewis #my fic #fic stuff

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dansebs · 4 years ago

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Hi! I love the new seb edit its gorgeous!! You’re so talented! Would you maybe like to do a tutorial on how you made it? Would be amazing!

Heyyy, thank you so much! I can try but have in mind that:

I'm not that good at explaining things

There are probably easier ways to do a few steps, so I'd suggest you to also look for other tutorials, maybe on youtube

I'm not recreating these posters, but I'm doing something similar.

English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry for any mistakes!

So here's a tutorial on how to do something similar to this in Photoshop

Step one This isn't hard, but it's boring. If it's your first time doing it, I'd suggest using pictures where the hair isn't that messy, or maybe where the person is using a cap or a helmet. I usually use g*ttyim*ges or m*torsportim*ges to find pictures. You can use this site to remove the w*term*rk or follow this tutorial. The first one will reduce the image size. It's time to remove the background! As I said, I know there are easier ways to do this, but I'll use the polygonal lasso tool (L). You can either: (i) trace around the area you want to keep, select inverse, and then delete the background, or (ii) trace the background and delete it. I usually go by the second option. For this tutorial, I'll use this picture:

Step two

This is how I did on Seb graphics:

Using the paint bucket (G), fill the background layer. I used this color: #f1ebde

Duplicate the background layer (ctrl+J), converted it into a smart object (right-click on the layer in question and select that option), and then, using free transform (ctrl+alt+T) resized it.

Create a new layer, and, using the paint bucket again, fill this layer with the color that you really want to use as a background. After that, convert it into a clipping mask (ctrl+alt+G).

Your layers should look like this:

Step three

I don't really have a lot to say here, except that matching fonts is really hard. Take your time to try different things and try searching for fonts on sites like dafont. For this graphic, I'm using two fonts: MADE Soulmaze and MADE Soulmaze Outline. You can change a few things, like the spacing, on the character window. If this "A|" doesn't appear to you, you can enable it by clicking on window (at the top) > character. Here's my configuration for this text in special.

Also, if you want to create vertical text you just have to click the direction toggle button.

Step four

It's time to use the PNG we did earlier. Simply copy and paste it on your edit, but DON'T forget to convert it into a smart object. That way, if you resize it, you won't lose quality. Also, if you apply some effect, like sharpening, you will be able to remove it later. You can use a gradient map for this kind of effect:

Adjustment panel > gradient map

The gradient map must be immediately after your png, so you can convert it into a clipping mask (ctrl+alt+G)

Step five We're almost there! Now it's time to find textures and place them between the layers. You can find a lot of free textures on google, deviantart and on behance. I've been using behance a lot lately because you can find a lot of textures in HQ, while on the other 2 sites you'll need to dig a little bit more. When you find something you like, paste on your edit and convert it into a smart object too! I think that the most common blend mode is multiply, but feel free to try others and also change the opacity. Textures are important because they will, definitely, give a totally new look to your graphic, and, most important, they'll help to cover up possible mistakes you've made (like not correctly tracing the person while removing the original background).

Look how the textures can influence the final result:

You can also add other things, like shapes etc. I'll add a circle behind Daniel using the ellipse shape tool (U). On Seb graphic, I used the line shape tool.

And that's it! It's done! This is how my edit and my layers ended up looking. I posted this graphic and you can see it here.

Useful tips:

I highly suggest you to convert everything possible into a smart object.

DON'T forget to save your edit in .png, but also in .psd. Trust me, if you don't save it in .psd you'll probably regret it at some point.

If you're planning on doing a poster with small dimensions, you can use this site to automatically remove the background, but it will reduce the size and the quality of your image. I used it to do this graphic.

If you don't know what colors to use, try searching for things like "pastel palette" or "blue tones" on google. Also, paletton is simply amazing! You just have to put a base color and they will suggest other colors based on the color wheel.

If you select two or more layers and then press V, this will appear and you can use it to align your images and texts

#this got long #and i'm sorry if it's confusing - feel free to ask again!#asks #anon #sorry for any typos etc etc #tutorial

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adoresobs · 5 years ago

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- invisible! ( 𝐓.𝐂 )

@kissessforharryyy : another livestream w timmy bc you write them so gooood

THIS FIC CONTAINS fluff, foul language &the reader loving sebastian stan a lot but it’s fine because me too

let’s just pretend that sebastian’s actually active on instagram, alright?? thanKS (edit: this was written before i found out what a shit person he is! i don’t condone his actions at all)

𝐌 𝐀 𝐒 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑 𝐋 𝐈 𝐒 𝐓

all of your friends knew about the large celebrity crush you had on sebastian stan. despite him being more than ten years older than you, you thought he was attractive and admirable.

you let your hair down, trying to look somewhat presentable for the instagram live you were about to start. it was a common thing for you to do now, just to check up with your fans and see how they were doing. it also let them know how you and timothée were doing.

you eventually liked the way you looked and began the livestream, waving to the camera once it began.

everything was going smoothly which was shocking since there was usually very chaotic especially when you had your boyfriend.

“okay, wait, i need comfort,” you hurried into your shared bedroom, grabbing the blanket off of the bed. timothée groaned in response, now feeling cold.

“i could warm you up but for now, you freeze.” you told him, going into the living room.

timothée got up and followed after you, complaining his whole way there. he plopped down on the couch, making grabby hands at you like a child.

you only climbed into his lap, draping the blanket over both of you while he wrapped his arms securely across your waist.

userone aww baBY

usertwo love him and give us cute edit content

userthree y/n tell us ur celebrity crush

your eyes raked through the comments, answering some questions about you and tim. “ooh, celebrity crush? tim, who’s yours?”

timothée was really focused on keeping you close and making sure you both were warm. he took a few seconds before answering, “of course it’s y/n l/n!”

your face heated up at his comment, turning your head to place a kiss on his jaw. “cute. well, mine’s sebastian stan.” you answered.

you could just see timothée’s look of betrayal in your mind.

“so, you just- when i- sebastian STAN? what am i, invisible?”

“yes! well, no!” you shook your head. “he is a very attractive man, can you blame me?” you were just now doing this to tease him.

“i don’t want you on my lap anymore, you can freeze.” timothée nudged you off of him, pulling the blanket off of you and fully onto him.

userfour dont hurt baby like that

userfive that hurt ME and im not even timmy

usersix dont hurt his feelings y/n ):

“you can’t do that!”

“what’re you gonna do? call sebastian?” he shot back.

“i was joking,” you whined, reaching under the blanket to grab his hand. “do you guys see this?” you asked, looking at the comments now.

sebastianstan i can truly say that i’m flattered

sebastianstan thank you y/n!

userseven what the FUCK

“holy shit!” you screeched causing timothée to turn his full attention onto you.

“what?!”

“he just- sebastian stan just commented on my live! what the fuck is going on? how is this happening-” you rambled, visibly fangirling.

timothée almost rolled his eyes at the sight. “did he, now?”

“he said that he’s flattered- tim, i’m gonna cry, literally!” you shouted, laughing.

usereight timothee: angry his girl is getting taken

usernine im sorry i ship y/n and seb now

userten what the FUCK x2

“i’m starting to think you might love him more than me and i really don’t appreciate it.” timothée pouted like a child but you were still in shock.

usereleven PLS HE’S SO CUTE

usertwelve HUG HIM RN

userthirteen where can i get a sebastian and a timmy

“you know that’s not true,” you laughed, your thumb running across his hand.

“so, can i be your celebrity crush now?”

“well...”

“y/n!”

#Timothee Chalamet #timmy chalamet #timothee chamalet #timothee chalamet imagine #timothee chalamet fanfiction #timothee chalamet x reader #timothee x you #timothée hal chalamet #timothee x reader #timothee imagine #timothee fanfic #timothee chalamet fluff #timothee chalamet fic #timothee chalamet fanfic #timothee fluff #timmy imagine #timothee blurb #timothee chalamet x you #timothee x y/n

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organic-guacamole · 4 years ago

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episode 209 spoilers below

I'm so late today but here it is

I love EJ, he's finally learning to be happy. I'm so proud.

Ms Jenn = every boomer during zoom calls, like jeez yes we can hear you stop shouting at me.

LOVE THE SUBTLE JOKE ABOUT QUARANTINE "these dark times" "you mean spring break?"

ah yes, remember when we thought covid was just gonna give us a longer spring break? good times

SEBLOS

damn the passive aggressiveness from Carlos and the absolutely over it tone from seb✋

CASWELL COUSINS!!!!! THEY'RE THE BEST!!!!

we needed more if this kind of goofiness for the first part of season 2 that only such an iconic duo can provide.

old old movies-

is it even that old, or is Nini being a gen alpha rn-

i choose to imagine EJ being scared of the movie and hiding in Ashlyn's shoulder while she keeps a straight face and then EJ pretending to be tough afterwards

aww redlyn are soulmates.... yknow, if gingers had souls

(please ignore me)

y'all saw how EJ's face *lit up* when Gina logged on? how dare you tell me he doesn't like her

ofc she's no damsel in distress, she's Gina porter, she's amazing.

so do we think she'd be the type to just glare at suspicious people? or bark at them

do they not know that Rini broke up? or is Ms Jenn just wanting Nini to suffer through her heartbreak to make her a better actress....

speaking of, why is Nini in the call? she's not in the show anymore. Unless she is, even after the rose and the song got cut, which would be so unfair to all those that auditioned properly before she even came back but whatever, she's the main character I get it 🙄

big red is a hero honestly, Nini better thank him for changing the subject like that

I can't-

i won't work you over the break-

this woman would 100% work her kids 24/7 if it was legal and idk how to feel about it.

YES GINA USE THAT CHARM

QUEEN

FRENCH QUEEN

SHE LEARNT FROM THE BEST (antoine obvi)

smh the airport lady, eavesdropping on Gina's call.

The way she was so happy to answer EJ's call, "eej"

I love them your honour.

EJ WITH PAINTED NAILS YES PLEASE

great now we need to see Gina, Ashlyn and EJ having a complete spa day and EJ getting really into it and Gina and Ashlyn take pictures of him when he's laying down in a robe with a mask and cucumbers on his eyes.

finally we get to see Gina's side of portwell

the way she considered it as flirting, this is the sign she asked for in episode 6 come onnnnn

no is Asher/jack really doing tiktok dances in an airport-

Ricky is me. I am burrito.

oh Lynne, sweetie, I'm sorry but the blonde hair is not it

is that even the same lady or-

THE BEAN

THE CHICAGO BEAN

THE BIG OLD METAL BEAN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CITY 😭

jetlag is my go to excuse for anything... I haven't travelled in 2 years.

"welcome to the Lynne and Mike gossip show. where we talk about our depressed son that we both neglect in certain ways! And now a word from our sponsor, Nord VPN..."

SO MANY CANDLES

WHAT DEMON IS LYNNE TRYING TO SUMMON IN HIS ROOM-

is Nina becoming social media obsessed EJ from season 1? AND SHE LIED ABOUT HAVING SONGS TOO PLEASE WHY ARW THEY RECYCLING THE SAME PLOT-

Gina smiling at the picture of her family on Instagram makes me so happy, idek why.

EJ's nails are so pretty, we needed to see it more (unless he had it on for the rest of the episode and I just.... didn't notice🧍🏽‍♀️)

oh not the tiktok kid✋

yes ma'am end this strange mans whole tiktok career

sir take a hint and leave

GINA NO DONT SAY YOUR LAST NAME HE COULD BE A HUMAN TRAFFICKER

Ricky, walking in style✨

weird kid, ok then Lynne, can't you see he's this close to the edge?

not all your fault baby Ricky, Nini sucks a bit more

RICKY YOU DIDN'T COME DOWN HARD ON THE SONG-

YOU ASKED WHAT IT WAS ABOUT AND SHE SHUT YOU DOWN-

PLEASE DO NOT BLAME YOURSELF

ok but the deleting comment thing was very bad

still don't know if I like Jack honestly

hmmm so Nini's calling herself Nini instead of Nina in her little egg seat, while trying to write a song without inspiration.... Nini, honey, Ricky was your muse, he inspired you to write all those songs, even if it wasn't good for the relationship.

that doesn't mean you gotta get back with him, or that you can't write a song that not about him butttt it'll take some time

the rainbow sticker in her box and her rainbow shirt-

anyways wbk she's not totally straight

Jack are you a criminal?

quick, Gina, check his ankle for a tracker

THE YES AND PRACTICE STRIKES AGAIN

the way Gina wasn't into it in episode 6 but she's used the technique twice now

stole her grandma's Pomeranian-

Jack where the hell did you pull that out from-

the fake crying killed me, that looks like so much fun though

anyone wanna raid a first class lounge with me?

wait so is jack not gonna go in with her?

wouldn't he go in too? help look for the credit card? SO CONFUSED

the first class lounge guy was so into the drama though, watch his face when they start arguing 😭

sorry to break this to you Kourtney, but you haven't even blocked the second act yet soooo...

take that as you will

I love how all of them are totally dissing the dance off

that's the most realistic part of this show tbh

shouldn't Nini have asked how she knew....since the start? why is the fact that her best friend has knowledge of a North high secret now dawning on her...

Howie is sweet honestly, at least he's trying to help. but I stand with Kourtney, don't take him back just because he sang an amazing song, and is giving you a heads up on what's gonna happen...

KOURTNEY IS ME TRYING TO LEAVE AN ONLINE CLASS

I hate school

ooo Nini's writing a song about bad internet connection 🤩🤩🤩

I never lie, except when I do-

son that is the creepiest thing you could say to a stranger that you've been "helping"

2 truths and a lie👀

he's an Ariana fan 100%

called it.

OLDER BROTHER-

WHAT-

free spirit? damn so brother porter was in that horse movie

so has she been kissed or not?????????

I feel like she's moved more than 15 times though so possibly

but then if she's moved so much, and before east high she never opened up to anyone, she's never been kissed then?? damn

same though Gina so let's be besties please

heartbreak president is a great song title idea, give Nini a call rn

but wait

is the no strings attached feeling thing about her telling Ricky she liked him? she thought she was moving away so she thought it'd be no strings attached???

guys I think I figured it out insert the "I've connected two dots" meme

THE DUKE SWEATSHIRT

IS THAT YOUR BOYFRIEND'S

OMG I LOVE I LOVE

NOT THAT I KNOW OF???

ma'am did you just kill me

yes you did

Lynne and Ricky have such a weird relationship

YES IT DID SUCK

TODD SUCKS

LYNNE SUCKS

yeah I get that you wanted Ricky to like Todd BUT THAT WASN'T THE TIME

right so we already know that Ricky was so desperate to keep Nini cuz he didn't want to be like his parents, and now Lynne's talking about this-

Richard needs a long hug

yes Lynne, it is your fault. thank you for finally admitting it.

YES DYE YOUR HAIR

BLOND HIGHLIGHTS RICKY WILL RISE AGAIN

"sometimes the best, last thing you can do for someone you love, is let them go."

gotta admit I teared up at that point

not me thinking big red was calling ms Jenn cupcake for a hot second-

Carlos please omg, you're at the "beach" and they're leaving for the pool?

also, why not just do the call from the hotel room please omg

"don't ask me"

"Carlos"

OMG WHAT HAPPENED

big red wants the tea

O M G

SEB IS JEALOUS

JEALOUS SEBBY IS MY FAVOURITE THING IDC

I'm surprised ms Jenn knew how to give Nini permission to screenshare tbh

So lily's been stalking the East high kids and spending time editing this video while she's supposedly in an immersion trip.... right

EJ and Ashlyn's picture is so chaotic, what even is happening there

"slacking off" bestie its spring break, obviously they're confident enough that they'll get it done in time so why not focus on your own musical.

jealous seb = sassy seb

please what if those guys Carlos is posing with are his cousins or something and that's why he's so confused about Seb

6 YEAR OLD EJ I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM

Nini saying she's obsessed with her ex, that's not weird at all 👍

I can just tell Matt had a blast harassing Julia with those puppets.

Jack please dont be like that, "yet"

chances are you'll never see eachother again 🥰

(honestly sometimes I really miss those friends I made on trips and stuff when we'd spend the day or week together, only to never see them again....those were the good days though)

Ashlyn and Nini should write more songs..... something better than this one at least

Nini: "im good"

cue the Tia Mowry (please I can't spell) crying gif

oh I forgot Ricky was in the show for a hot second

1. where did Gina get to film this without people being around

2. did she just... randomly change her clothes???

ok but the transition between Carlos and EJ

*chefs kiss*

now everyone shut up, EJ's singing

oh i think I'm pregnant

HIS MUSCLES

YES KOURTNEY

I love how big red and Kourtney went from being "the best friends™" to the couple in season 1, to kinda close themselves and having their own plots

sebby makes me so happy

props to biggies editing skills honestly

PORTWELL BEING SIDE TO SIDE I CANT

AND SEBLOS OMG

big red lives for the drama

"wow" so true Ricky

no he is not cute, stop it

"holding" ok that's kinda cute

yeah EJ's a lucky guy😌

jokes aside, it's not that hard to exchange numbers-

keep in touch if you want

ok I really like Jack now

if he comes back in season 3, maybe have him be LGBTQ+ ?

like the only out characters they have rn are Seb and Carlos and they're like the sterotypes, yk?

I'd love to see jack kinda break the mold

Ricky's breaking my heart

that song just hurts

the only thing

now I don't hate Lynne????????

HOW DARE THEY WRITE IN A PROPER REDEMPTION ARC FOR HER

UGH IM SUPPOSED TO HATE HER FOREVER

I mean I don't live her now but she's good

but honestly

"mom can I show you something"

IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL

THE PICTURE AND EVERYTHING OMG

I'm sobbing please help

Gina saying she's just waiting for the right guy and then EJ coming to the airport to pick her up late at night without her asking, offering to bring her back in the morning so she won't have to Uber, bringing her a granola bar (WHICH IS EXACTLY WHAT SHE FORGOT TO PACK) and without expecting anything in return???

ms ma'am you've got a keeper right there

her smile at the end was so heartwarming I really can't.

this episode was great.

it felt really short but I liked it, great character development for Ricky, Lynne and Gina.

Cant wait for next episode to see more of EJ being the ideal boyfriend /hj

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts s2 #hsmtmts season 2 #hsmtmts spoilers #ej caswell #ricky bowen #gina porter #seblos #nini salazar roberts #jack hsmtmts #carlos rodriguez #seb mathew smith #kourtney greene #big red #ashlyn caswell #caswell cousins #portwell will be the death of me #guac's episode text blocks :)

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lunazuniga-smith · 3 years ago

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Final Confessional Mentions of: everybodyyyyy yeahhhhhhh

Luna tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, resting the cup of water she had been drinking down. Once her mic was in place, she shifted in her seat with a smile on her face.

“Hey, guys!”

The producers loved the energy, matching it with a smile of their own.. “Hello, Luna. Sorry to take you away from the ball. You look beautiful by the way.”

She smoothed out her dress. “Thanks. I’ve gotta say, the outfits we’ve been allowed to pick for these events are all so nice.”

“We’re so glad you like them and speaking of, did you have a favorite event?”

Luna thought about the question for a bit. “The dino party was pretty hilarious. Honestly, the challenges weren’t so bad. I could have just done better with more food. Please be better about that for the future contestants.”

The producers nodded in agreement, letting Luna know a lot of people seemed to have that same complaint. “We will definitely keep that in mind. You seem to really care about the people here.”

She chuckled , brow raising slightly at the statement made. “Of course. I adore these people. They’re all great in their own way.”

“Even your enemies?”

Again, the question made her pause and Luna smirked. “Are you trying to get a weird edit out of me? Because it’s not happening. I don’t have any enemies. I have a feeling you may be referring to Emmie and while, I understand why Khamani was upset, I also understand why she did what she did. I just have an objective understanding when it comes to the whole scenario. I want to continue being her friend as long as everyone respects boundaries which I think we’re all adult enough to maintain.”

“You always did seem like glass half full type of girl when we first interviewed. but that sounds fair. Are you worried your relationship with Khamani will cause a few issues with your friendships, then? We talked about Emmie. What about Riley?”

She shook her head, thinking back at the conversation she had with her best friend. “Riley and I...we got along so quickly. It was meant to be. We’re best friends now and I know that he cares about my happiness as much as I care about his. We will hopefully work through all of these little issues once we’re off the island. For now, I’m just glad to have them all in my life and that both Emmie and Riley get that I love Khamani and he isn’t going anywhere.”

“Good answer. How do you think your parents will feel when you get home with a boyfriend and in love? Our cameras did catch a lot of your whirlwind romance plus your iconic tree climbing quote.”

“Oh God.” She face palmed gently and giggled softly. “I--I’m not sure I want to know. I’m an adult and all that but my parents are very old school so it’ll be interesting to hear their reactions. My brothers will be annoying about it but I know my sister will be the most supportive.”

“So this thing with Khamani. It’s serious?”

“Whoa. Lots of questions about my relationship, hm” She smiled. “Look, I love him. He loves me. We’re very serious but we’re also just enjoying it for what it is right now. When we get back, we have to get into the swing of things. Life will be very different. We’ll go from seeing each other and sleeping next to each other every day to well, a bit of a shift. So, right now the focus is having fun and seeing where life takes us.”

“Protective.” The producers smirked.

“you can say that again. We’ve been through our ups and downs and I’m sure a lot of people have formed opinions about us based on 45 minute episodes or whatever they are. I have to be protective. Also, I don’t only want to be known for my relationship. I’m a bad ass gamer that’s going to take over the industry someday. You just watch.”

The producers nodded. “Oh we agree.”

“That and the fact that I value my personal relationships slash friendships just as much is something I want the world to know. I can’t wait to get to know Aldrich more, to get face masks with Astrid, to hang out with Tony and Seb and little Leo, I can’t wait to visit Emmie at the store and game with Riley. I want to get to know Emma more too and just...all these people have been amazing. Celeste is like the mother hen here and we are forever grateful for that. Thomas is just so sweet and I got to meet Chris and hopefully get to work with him back home and what can I say about Juni and Raj? The two kindest people I’ve met here. So while yes, I’m lucky to have me the love of my life, I’m also lucky to have met every single one of them.”

“We’re going to miss you, Luna. Thank you for being so positive.”

“Of course. Follow me on Twitch!”

#confessional #swconfess

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buckbuckstan · 3 years ago

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Unthinkable - Chapter 3

Summary: Seven years, three movies, two people, one story. But before they can get their happily ever after, Sebastian Stan and Camille Solis must learn to trust in each other and in themselves, before allowing the unthinkable to happen.

Warnings: Fluff, Smut, Language, Angst, Mental Health, WOC lead character

Rating: NC-17

Word Count: 3,700

Note: Decided to do some edits on this old story! I’ll start posting the updated chapters on here!

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Chapter 3 – If You Lift Me Up

12:37am

What the hell was she doing? Camille tugged nervously on her sweater, standing anxiously in front of Sebastian’s door. The hall was eerily quiet, but then again it was past midnight. She knocked again, unsure of how she ended up in front of his door. He was probably asleep. She should be asleep! She gnawed on her lower lip, trying to keep it together as she waited. Waited for what exactly? What could Sebastian possibly do or say that would make all if this better?

She spent the last 4 hours, wide awake in her bed, tossing and turning. Her brain going over and over the events from earlier. David had slept with someone else-no he’s been having an affair. Her stomach tighten at the thought of him. What happens next? Rocking back and forth in her spot, she stared the door, willing it to open. She should just go, but she couldn’t make herself move. She didn’t want to be alone. “But you are alone now.”

She wasn’t sure what she expected after ordering David to leave. Her bedroom had felt cold and isolated, especially sitting for what seemed hours on her bed- in nothing but her underwear, hair dripping wet. She finally moved from the spot, and got dressed, deciding to go for a run, in hopes it would clear her head. But it had done the opposite. She wondered around the city, mind foggy.

Blinking back to the present, Camille turned toward the elevator, feeling dejected. She was lost in her thoughts, she didn’t hear the door open.

"Camille?" came the soft low voice of Sebastian.

She turned back around. A sense of relief hitting at the sight of him. "Hey...sorry. We're you sleeping?"

Sebastian ran a hand over his hair, pressing his lips together. Was it her, or did he look a bit flustered? His cheeks looked flushed. "Uh...no- not sleeping." he cleared his throat. "What's up?" stepping out of his apartment and gently closing the door behind him, but not before giving one more anxious look inside.

She tilted her head curiously, not saying anything for a few moments, taking him in. His hair disheveled, belt unbuckled. Oh crap. Looking back up, her cheeks warm. He was on a date- or at least had company. He had a life of his own. Especially now that he was single. She envied him a bit.

"N-nothing. Don’t worry about it." she muttered with a light shake of her head. Feeling stupid for bothering him. She gazed up at him. "Sorry." She mouthed, taking a step back.

Sebastian reached for her elbow. "Whoa, whoa. What's going on?" Making her look at him again. His blue eyes were so warm and caring. If she was going to break down it was going to be right there damn it. Sebastian had become her confidant, her best friend.

"Seb- you're busy." she whispered. "I'll talk to you tomorrow-"

He gave her a sheepish look. "Usually you call if you’re coming to see me."

"I did." Camille responded with a smug smile.

His face turned another shade of red. "Oh- It's on silent." letting go of her elbow to rub the back of his neck.

She couldn't help but giggle despite of her mood. "Yea I kind of figured that out." Taking a step backwards again. "I'll talk to you tomorrow." she repeated.

Sebastian grabbed her elbow again. "Why are you here so late?" narrowing his eyes down at her. "Shouldn't you be with David?" And just as quickly as the giggle came, that’s how quickly tears pooled in her eyes. Camille blinked them back. "Camille?" Sebastian questioned a look of worry on his Adonis face. He didn't wait for her response. He glanced back at his door. "Give me 15 minutes okay?" Trying to catch her eye. Camille only looked down at the floor, not wanting to meet his gaze. She knew the moment it happened she would break down. "Go back to your place, I'll be down there as soon as I can and we can talk." he said in his soothing voice.

Camille jerked her head up at his order. "Sebastian- you can't just-"

"What?" he asked. "She's kind of boring anyway." smiling from ear to ear.

Camille snorted. "Are you sure? I swear I didn’t mean to ruin-"

Sebastian looked flabbergasted. "What kind of man do you think I am Ms. Solis? I just met her tonight."

"Oh my god Sebastian." Placing a hand over her mouth to stop from laughing loudly.

"We we're just making out for your information Perv." Acknowledging he wasn’t’ alone. Camille moved her hand away, a huge smile on her face. "There's the smile." he whispered, his knuckles stroking one cheek. His face serious. "Just give me a few minutes okay?"

“I’m fine, you don’t have to-.”

Sebastian interrupted. "Don't argue with me." glaring playfully. "Leave the door unlocked. Okay?"

Camille knew better than to argue, she gave him a small nod and made her way to the elevator.

****

Camille walked out of the bedroom, quilt in hand at the same time her front door open. "That was less than 15 minutes." she observed, flopping down on the couch.

Sebastian shut the door behind him. "I said she was boring." He reminded with a smirk. His eyes falling on Camille, and tilting his head slightly. "Is that a baby blanket?"

"Because she was boring it was easy to get rid of her?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I didn't say that." he pointing accusingly at her. "You just did."

Shaking her head Camille spread the small yellow quilt over her bare legs, it didn't cover all of her anymore, but it was still one of her favorite items from when she was little. It brought her comfort. Rolling her eyes, she ignored his accusation and answered his second question. "It's my baby quilt.” She corrected. “My abuelita made it for me. I've had it for as long as I can remember."

Walking around to the front of the couch, he sat inches from her. "Abuelita." he repeated slowly. "That means 'grandma' right?"

"Si.” She responded admirably. It was adorable how he picked up on a certain Spanish words in the short time they had spent together. She hadn't had as much luck picking up Romanian though.

He raised one arm up to head level and then brought it back down in victory. "Yes!"

Snickering Camille grabbed the television control off the coffee table. "You’re a dork.” Turning the television, and clicking on a streaming site.

"Multumesc dragoste." Adjusting himself on the opposite side of her, feet meeting in the middle then tossing the small decorative pillow in her direction.

"You're welcome ojos azules." she replied, giving his foot a small kick. Fine, so maybe, she picked up a few words here and there. It kind of become their little game, trying to oust each other on their Native tongue. They had also made a pact to not look any of the words up on Google. The challenge was to see how much they could learn with just speaking it to each other.

"So you do understand." Sebastian asked in a reproachful tone.

"Just the first word. I still don't know what the second one means. Especially since you don't use it all the time. I don't think I have ever heard you use it on the phone with your mom."

Sebastian cleared his throat, and pushed back at her feet softly. "You'll never know." he mused tangling his legs in between with hers.

"I’ll figure it out." she countered, giving his legs a slight push. "Stop it Stan!" she giggled.

He glowered. Stan was not a nickname he liked. Camille knew it. Which is why she used it -sometimes- to see his eyebrows scrunch up together and his jaw clinch in annoyance. It was the little joys in life. Sebastian making that face was one of hers. He continued to mess with her legs, every once in a while he would place his on top of hers or give them a slight push. She groaned playfully. After a few more moments of them play fighting, she realized she needed the distraction.

Camille finally spoke up. "I'm sorry I ruined your date."

Sebastian tossed his head back and let out an exasperated groan. "You didn't ruin anything. You just made it easier for me to ask her to leave."

"Poor girl." Camille mused. Not lost on her that he had stopped his date to be with her.

"She'll be fine." he assured. Glancing down at the quilt, he changed the subject. "Do you always carry this with you?"

Camille quickly reached for it, and brought it closer to her chest, pouting. "Why do you say it that way?"

"What way?!"

"Like its bad thing."

Sebastian raised his hands up in defeat. "I never said it was." he argued. "I'm just curious that's all." he paused. "I mean it does look kind of...old."

It was old, she’s had it for 25 years. From what she had been told- it had been the first thing she had gotten after being born. Did it look like it had been through the ringer? Yes. And she didn’t care.

"I’ve had it for as long as I can remember. It's warm and it brings me comfort. Especially when I'm away from home." Playfully throwing the decorative pillow back-this time toward his head. He scowled and ducked.

“Okay.” He said with a nod.

“You making fun of me?” she pouted, feeling a bit self-conscience now. She rarely brought her blanket out. She usually kept it hidden in her room. David always made fun of her for it.

He shook his head. "No!” shaking his head. “I promise I’m not.” Placing a hand over his left peck.

She smiled at him. "You know -I lost it once. At Disneyland." Camille remembered. "My parents, me and my sister Nat had spent all day at the park. We got to the car and I realize I didn't have it."

His eyes widen. “Oh no. How old were you?"

Camille felt a tiny sense of warmth at how closely he was listening. "I think I was 8? I remember crying, thinking my whole world was falling apart. We had driven down from San Francisco." she paused as she brushed her fingers along the top of the quilt. "I remember crying the whole way back to the hotel. My dad dropped us off and he went back to the park."

"Did he find it?"

Camille nodded. "Yeah. When I woke up, he had covered me in it." she whispered.

"Sounds like a good dad." Sebastian observed.

"Yeah, he was." she murmured pressing her lips together. Camille though to herself, letting her fingers trace the shapes on the quilt. She must have been lost in her thoughts for a bit longer than she expected because when she looked up Sebastian was looking at her curiously.

"So… do you want to talk about why you're with me tonight instead of David? Or are we going to watch some television?" he offered with a knowing smile.

Camille smiled thankfully at him, facing the screen. "'I Love Lucy'?" she suggested. She wasn't ready to talk out loud about what happened, and she was grateful that Sebastian seemed to understand.

"Can we watch the Vitameatavegamin episode?"

"I think I've seen that episode more times with you than I have ever seen it in my entire life." she answered, pressing the play button on the control.

He moved to get more comfortable on the couch. "It makes you laugh every time."

Camille knew what he meant by his words. They meant: it will keep you distracted. He was right- that ‘I Love Lucy' episode always made her laugh, no matter how many times she watched it.

The next episode played automatically, half way through it, Camille's mind had begun to wonder. Her mind drifting to the events from earlier in the day. It had happened so quickly. One moment she was sitting with her fiancé enjoying lunch, getting ready to head out and see Manchester. The next thing she knew she was screaming at him to get out. Had she acted irrational? Maybe she should have given him a chance to explain? The thought quickly left her when she remembered what David had done.

He had been having a god damn affair. Those text she read were proof. It wasn't a one night stand-not that it mattered. David had been developing a romantic relationship with someone else for 4 months. Maybe even longer.

Camille's heart raced rapidly against her chest, as her mind obsessively ran all types of scenarios of who this Ashley woman was and looked like. Whether or not she had spent time in their home.

Oh god.

She probably slept in their bed. The bed she and David had picked out together. She felt dizzy.

"I'll be back, I have to use the restroom." Camille muttered, slowly getting up from the couch, but not waiting on a response from Sebastian.

She made her way into her bedroom, and then into the bathroom, closing the door. She sucked in a shaky breath. She wasn't going to cry, so far she'd managed to keep it together. David wasn't worth it. She was stronger than this. It was just another hurdle she had to get through. Pressing herself against the back of the bathroom door, Camille closed her eyelids. If she kept them close, the tears wouldn’t fall. Which meant she wouldn’t feel the pain. Sniffling, she shakily wiped the tears with the back of her hand.

Get it together Camille!

She talked herself down for a few more moment, using the breathing techniques she taught herself over the years. Letting out a sigh, she turned the door knob. The living room was silent. "Seb?” Silence hitting her ears, the television no longer playing. “He didn’t have to pause the episode…” she mumbled, rubbing her eyelids, hoping she didn't look she had just had a mini breakdown.

Instead of finding Sebastian on the couch, Camille found him leaning against the edge of the couch. His arms folded across his broad chest, a frown and a look of concern in those blue orbs, she come to know. It was all it took. She gave a small gasp, tears falling down her cheeks. Sebastian pushed himself from the couch, taking a step toward her.

"I got you." he whispered as she crashed her whole body into his firm one. Sebastian wrapped both arms around her, squeezing tight, burying his face in her hair. "I got you dragoste." Rubbing the small of her back, Camille only sobbed into the hollow of his strong chest. But even though he was holding her tight, Camille felt the rise of a panic attack. She felt dizzy and hot. Camille sobbed again into him. "Cam?" Sebastian murmured into her hair.

All she wanted was to stay in his arms forever. Could she do that? It was the only place at the moment that felt safe. Everything else was falling apart. Her relationship of 6 years was over and she felt broken. Camille had always been independent. David was right about that, school, work always was a priority. Had she neglected David? Had she been so busy she forgot about their relationship? They had spent 6 years together. How could she give that up? How could he give it up?

"Cam." Sebastian repeated in his soothing voice. "I need you to look at me.” Grabbing her face in his large hands, searching for her eyes. She kept them shut, the hyperventilating taking over. "I know you're having a panic attack and I want to help." Sebastian murmured. "But you have to open your eyes for me.” He pleaded. Camille breathe through her nose, trying to focus on his words. He leaned back in and whispered. "Remember what I said to you back in that office? In L.A.?"

He was trying to distract her. But the panic attack was stronger. She had one right before flying out to Manchester. She had to call her sister Natalie to calm her down. Panic episodes were a sign of weakness right? It showed how much she couldn't handle life situations? She hated Sebastian kept seeing them. Camille also realized none of what she was thinking at the moment was practical. But her anxiety spoke differently.

"I said I wasn't going anywhere." Sebastian reminded. "And I'm still not going anywhere." he promised. She gave him a small nod, slowly, letting her eyes open. She met his gaze and he smiled softly. "I'm right here." pressing his forehead against hers.

“Okay.” She whimpered, the tears still falling, chest heaving. The usual tingle sensation setting in on her face and hands.

"Do you have something that can calm you down?” He asked. "Your face is completely white." He glanced around the room, searching for anything that could help. "Have you taken your medications today?"

Nodding Camille finally croaked out. "Y-yes"

"Is there anything else you can take? You're shaking." sounding worried.

"I-I have Ativan."

He frowned. "Do you typically take that?"

Camille gave a small nod. "Only when I feel like I'm going to have a major episode."

"Okay, where do you keep it?"

"In-in my bathroom cabinet." she said hoarsely. The tears still rolling down her face. How could someone be this caring toward her? She felt like she didn't deserve it. Maybe David cheating on her was what she deserved. She had put their relationship on the back burner, that's why he had found someone else. Her chest tighten at the thought.

"Camille? Sit down. I'll be right back with it." he ordered. She did what he asked, writhing her hands together anxiously.

A few moments later he walked back out of the bathroom a small pill bottle in one hand, a glass of water in the other. Sitting down, he handed it to her. "How many?"

"Just one." Camille managed to say. "I don't take it all the time."

Sebastian opened the bottle, placing the small pill into her hand. Camille placed the pill in her mouth, drinking the glass of water after. The good thing about Ativan was that it worked pretty quickly. Usually within a few minutes. Slowly she began to feel her breathing return to normal. She hated taking the Ativan, she liked knowing she could control her own panic attacks.

"I'm sorry." she managed to say after a few moments, her hands shaking.

He placed a hand over hers. "Don't ever apologize. Got it?" Giving her a stern look. She nodded, tears prickling in her eyes again. "What can I do?" he asked.

Camille met his gaze, his eyes so soft and caring. She never known anyone like Sebastian. He was full of life. He saw the positive in everything and in everyone. And for whatever reason he cared about her. They connected in a level she never done with anyone else. There would be times where they didn't have to say anything and they knew what the other was thinking. From the serendipitous way they had met to now.

"Camille?" he asked jogging her out of her thoughts. "What do you need from me?"

"Hold me? Please?" she said in a low whisper without thinking. "Can you just-?"

"Yeah, of course. That's what I'm here for." he murmured reaching out for her and pushing himself back to the end of the couch. "Come here."

Camille did what he asked and crawled closer to him, aligning her body with his on the couch. Sebastian spread his legs enough for Camille to get comfortable. Pressing her cheek against his chest, she shut her eyes tight, tears spilling all over again. She felt Sebastian press a light kiss on the top her hair. But he didn't say anything. He was waiting for her to speak first. Camille felt the tightness in her chest as she thought of David. It was as if someone had stabbed her there.

After what seemed a lifetime, Camille finally spoke. "He's been seeing someone else..." trailing off. Sebastian tighten his grip on her. But did not speak. "I think it's been going on even before I left." she whispered.

"I'm sorry." was all Sebastian said.

"He says it's because I've been gone. But I know it was happening before Sebastian. I know it. I was just too stupid to notice. Some things just make more sense now." tears once again rolling down her cheeks and unto Sebastian's shirt. Letting out a small bitter laugh, she lifted her head up. "I'm sorry. You're going to have all these wet spots on your shirt."

“I’m not worried about."

"I keep dragging you in all of my shit-"

"No." Sebastian interrupted her. "This is what friends do Cam. I'm sure if I needed you, you would not hesitate to be there for me." Biting her lower lip she nodded, and sat back up. Sebastian pushed himself half up on his elbows. "You'll get through this." he promised.

Camille nodded again but couldn't say a word. The main thought and fear that had been running through her head since the morning finally left her lips. "He doesn't want me and it’s all my fault."

"This is not your fault. He did this. Not you. This is not your fault." Sebastian repeated sternly.

“Yeah…” he lip trembling, unable to keep the sob in. "He doesn't want me." She whimpered, tears streaking down her cheeks. "Why doesn't he want me? Why Sebastian?"

Sebastian’s jaw twitched, but he did was pull her back into his embrace, and let her cry.

Chapter 4 -Happy Birthday!

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mickstart · 5 years ago

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what do you think are some iconic/memorable schumi moments? i just got into f1 and would like to know more about him bc somehow i can’t really find anything like that about him.... just stats which are incredibly impressive but i can’t find anything about how he behaved or just anything about his personality..... thanks <3

:) Hi anon, thank you for unleashing the beast.

Ok I love you for asking me this thank you SO MUCH. Welcome to the circus I’m glad you’re here! Also yeah, Schumi is often talked about in terms of statistics and not as a human, Which is a shame bc like! Schumi is fascinating and the dynamics on the grid in late 90s F1 is so much fun! Also, this is mainly going to be late 90s -> early 2010s stuff bc I was born in 98 so uhhh I didn’t properly witness ANY 90s stuff and had to learn about it.

OK so I got super carried away but I’ve divided this into 3 sections: Drives/races that I think showcase some of his talents, human moments we need to talk about more, and Chaotic Little Bitch moments. The key thing to remember w/ Schumi is that he personally tends to be nice but as soon as you put him in a competition, Bastard Mode activates like a cat’s pupils going wide.

I am so sorry for the following short essay. Also some crashes are briefly mentioned but only ones with absolutely no injuries and there’s no details.

Chaotic Little Bitch Moments

Schumi debuted as a SUBSTITUTE driver for Jordan when one of their drivers was in police custody (yes. really.) The highest a Jordan had qualified all year was 10th and in his DEBUT at SPA, one of the toughest tracks, in the middle of the season, Schumi qualified that Jordan 7th! THEN his clutch failed before the first lap was even complete, but Benetton and Jordan WENT TO COURT to fight each other to sign him for their team before the next race in Monza. He couldn’t debut normally he HAD to cause a scene and set the tone.

The Red Strings of Fate: He qualified 7th, his iconic 7 starred helmet, his first victory next year was ALSO at Spa - his first complete race would be at Monza, Ferrari Holy Ground, and he finished 5th which 👀 1) he was immediately racing with The Greats. 2) Mr 5 Championships With Ferrari.

Winning a race by taking a stop and go penalty on the last lap, crossing the finish line in the pits, and making such a complicated argument about said penalty that in a hearing that was SUPPOSED to be Mclaren protesting the race result the stewards scrapped the entire penalty and the 3 who awarded it handed in their licenses??? Iconic.

Austria 2002 where Rubens was ordered to give the win to Michael. And then Michael fucking made him stand on the top step on the podium like “oh no no no RUBENS deserves this” and made a big SHOW out of it and its like “Michael stop you’re not making it heartwarming you’re making it WORSE Michael STOP” The Tension of germany 2010 podium VS the theatricality of THIS podium.

Team orders were banned because of this which also makes this indirectly responsible for Fernando Is Faster Than You having to be a coded message. You can’t escape him,

Blocking Alonso in Monaco qualifying and then, years later in 2010, overtaking Alonso technically illegally at Monaco (the race was ending under safety car, but the safety car doesn’t lead them over the line it pits and they’d crossed the safety car line and the regulations were NOT specific about the rules) and getting a 20 second penalty bc Damon Hill was a steward. Haunting FERNANDO specifically at Monaco like the ghost of christmas past? Getting a harsh penalty because ANOTHER driver he’d fucked over was a steward? Forcing the FIA to rewrite the rulebook to account for his nonsense when he was in his FOURTIES? I don’t know another chaos king.

Winning the 1995 championship by crashing into Damon Hill, getting AWAY with it for some reason, and then trying to do the same thing in 1997 to Villeneuve, failing to do so and simply rebounding off of him harmlessly, almost COMICALLY, and beaching his own car in a gravel trap at which point the FIA said “I have had ENOUGH of you Wacky Races Man!” and disqualified him from the entire championship

Forcing Mika off the track so bad at Spa 2000 that Mika realized the only way he was gonna be able to get past him was to re-invent the overtake and go for it whilst they were passing a backmarker. (The overtake itself is at 2:05 in the video but the build up to it is Important bc the key part it’s not just badass, it only happened bc Mika knew who he was dealing with.)

Spa 1998 was a Ridiculously Chaotic race it truly was the Mugello 2020 of its year, and after a crash at the start that took out almost the entire grid Schumi accidentally collided with Coulthard later in the race. (The teams used to have a spare car at every race then, so the race was able to continue after a restart.) This wasn’t a racing thing, Coulthard was getting lapped. So something in Schumi SNAPS, and he storms down the pitlane and tries to fight Coulthard while the mclaren and ferrari mechanics both hold him back and finally drag him away. He projected into the future, saw Coulthard was gonna talk non-stop shit about Seb, and acted accordingly.

Monaco 2012 Pole don’t talk to me about this I still can’t believe the audacity of this man to get the only pole of his comeback, at MONACO, at the ONE RACE where he had a 5 place grid penalty to take!!

In general, I know Cheating Bad but. I HAVE to admire the brainpower it must take to have the rulebook so memorized that whilst driving an F1 car Schumi could spot a loophole the size of the eye of a needle and then dance through it, forcing the FIA to add ANOTHER page to the rule book specially for him bc nobody else even REALISED that loophole existed.

Human Moments

A quick rant about Mika and Schumi’s entire friendship. After Spa 2000 Mika goes up to Michael, says something like “Don’t ever do that again” then they’re friends again. They had this mutual understanding that Racing was not Reality. This goes all the way back to their F3 days they were rivals AND friends for their entire career. They truly were the Sewis of the era if Sebastian was like 50% more evil. Their entire dynamic is “You’re the only motherfucker in this pit lane who can handle me”. Schumi would do some bullshit and every other driver would throw up their hands in frustration and Mika would just go “Okay” and drive better to put him in his place bc he was the only one who could keep up, and Schumi very visibly LOVED that he’s grinning after Mika owns his entire ass with that overtake at Spa. They were unstoppable force meets immovable object and I’m so sad their rivalry isn’t more talked about bc the way Mika is the only driver who can get him to behave like a normal human being is SO entertaining.

This is a sad one so I won’t link it but he started crying in the 2000 Monza press-conference with his brother and Mika when he equaled one of Senna’s records. The press kept trying to ask questions about it and Mika just has this death grip on his shoulder and tries to get them to stop or let them take a break and it’s so sad but also important to know about.

Once said he didn’t want Mick to race in F1 bc the pressure of his name would put Mick under so much stress and he wanted his son to be happy. (He fully supported Mick in his endeavors! But only after making absolutely sure it was what Mick wanted, and making sure he knew he could just race for fun if he wanted and it didn’t have to be F1)

This whole interview just after Mick was born with the Schumacher family. Special shout out to Gina on his head the entire video and also Corinna talking to the press while Michael is captivated by Mick. Me too Michael.

Once allegedly pleaded to take a stray kitten home from the track?

I reblogged this yesterday but. Sticking like glue to Sebastian at an F1 test and immediately being like “This is my new son he’s gonna go far”. There’s a lot of pictures out there also of Michael being a guest at the karting races Seb went to as a kid and baby Seb visibly losing his fucking mind at being given a trophy by his idol. Every day of my life I think about him trying to ruffle Seb’s hair through his helmet at Brazil 2012

WInning the championship in 2000. Him thanking the entire team individually and pausing mid-celebration to kiss his wife Corinna so tenderly it’s in the F1 opening. Also, the way it literally cuts from the rest of McLaren looking like they’re attending a funeral to Mika grinning at him and hugging him fucking SENDSSSSS me.

Schumi was a little shit in all the 2010-12 press conferences like, lowering Lewis’ chair, playing with a microphone wire, but ESPECIALLY corrupting baby Seb and getting him to mess with Nico Rosberg.

He’s just GOOFY! Like I refuse to let him be remembered as a terrifying force of nature he was so goofy kind of similarly to Seb. PLEASE watch this incredibly awkward interview he did with Coulthard on a golf buggy where they both had to pretend they hadn’t thought about murdering each other at least once. I think Sky F1 should force Brocedes to do this when covid’s over. “Do you mind if I drive?” “Yes.”

EDIT: I CANNOT BELIEVE I forgot the 1999 Canada press conference where Eddie Irvine and Mika Hakkinen get into a water fight and Schumi immediately grabs a towel and hides behind it and is like “I had NOTHING to do with it” 🥺 adorable, actually

A lot of people at Ferrari, including Rob Smedley (who was on the other side of the garage with Felipe Massa so not in his inner circle) have said that a lot of the success of the team came from Schumi’s LEADERSHIP more than anything, that he’d make the team get together to bond all the time. When Schumi moved to Ferrari in 1996 they were NOT dominant. He did the same thing Lewis did - went to a team that everybody said would be a huge mistake and helped build them up behind the scenes.

THIS bit of the Canada 2011 Rewind where his engineer gives him the strategy and he’s like “... OkaAaAaAay?” and then when it turns out to be the wrong strategy he cheerfully tells them it’s too late. Little shit.

Speaking of Mercedes I also wanna say that like. They were a MESS in 2012 and his car DNF’d because of a failing on their part MULTIPLE times. (In Canada qualifying his DRS was stuck open and they couldn’t close it.) He did not say a single bad word about them EVER even though the press used this to attack him non-stop as washed-up and bad without Ferrari to cheat for him. At Ferrari he was the exact same with the team, any bastard antics Schumi had for his rivals did not extend to the engineers and crew.

OK this one is soured bc Top Gear is trash BUT if you were like, a kid in England who followed motorsports? Schumi’s fake reveal as The Stig on Top Gear was like the coolest, sickest thing,

Please view this image of Schumi and Mika when they were young and stupid

Iconic Races

ok so I have limited myself to a few races that show off some of his key strengths!

Hungary 1998 / France 2004 - STRATEGY/SPEED - Schumi switched to a 3 stop strategy in 98 and a FOUR STOP strategy in 04 and won both races. In order for the strategy call to work he’d have to basically make every single lap a qualifying style ‘flying lap’ and you best fucking believe he DID THAT. God I fucking miss when Ferrari was the king of strategy.

Argentina 1998 - has it all. Talent, battling Mika, pit lane mind games with mclaren, and bullying coulthard xxx

Spain 1996 / a majority of the wet races - RAIN - One of Schumi’s nicknames was Rain Master bc he was so fucking good in the wet. If it started raining and you were a Schumi stan you were cackling evilly before the red lights even went out. I single out 1996 bc it was his first win for Ferrari and it was unexpected but in most wet races, even Canada 2011 post comeback, you can see Schumi thriving.

Malaysia 1999 - Schumi missed pretty much the entire second half of the season with a broken leg, came back for the last 2 races with everybody murmuring about whether he would struggle, and immediately put the Ferrari on pole. Also worth noting is that he was the number 2 driver for these 2 races bc his teammate Irvine was fighting Mika for the championship and he went along with that without complaint, allowing Ferrari to win the constructor’s championship if not the driver’s.

Monza 2002, 03, 04, or 06 just because it has the energy of the tifosi kneeling at the feet of an idol to their red god.

Brazil 2006 - Fuck All Y’all - Schumi’s last race for Ferrari. He got a puncture and ended up almost lapped, and then drove his way back from that to 4th bc he couldn’t go out without reminding us he’s a bad bitch.

Monza 2012 - Defending - Don’t tell F1 Twitter that there’s actual footage of Lewis and Michael having a genuine lengthy battle on track but DO watch Michael defending like a motherfucker and Lewis breathing down his neck for half the race we need to talk about this more.

Valencia 2012 - This isn’t necessarily anything special but I cried in my living room over the only podium of his comeback so it goes on here. It doesn’t have the same impact if you haven’t been watching him struggle with the car for years, DNF-ing from car failure most of 2012, and having BBC F1 telling you he’s washed up every single weekend, but you can just enjoy one of the best drives of FERNANDO’S entire career as he DRAGS that Ferrari by its hair to a home grand prix win and then watch the crowds embrace him like jesus and also Schumi being happy on the podium. Also, the very start of this clip from the press conference: him forgetting what language he’s supposed to be speaking

Basically, Schumi was a hyper-competitive ambitious bitch who turned into a goofball as soon as he switched the engine off. This is by NO MEANS everything if I was making an exhaustive best races guide I’d do more research and another post but I hope this is what you were looking for?? THANK YOU SO MUCH for letting me go MAXIMUM SPECIAL INTEREST and I apologize.

#asks #Schumi #Mika #Alonso #long post #god I'm so fucking sorry #Anonymous #This is not comprehensive bc I didn't want to accidentally turn this into a whole research project especially if you're new to it!

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awrestlinggirlwholoves80sbands · 5 years ago

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Can you do head cannons abt the skids taking the readers virginity please? Like they recently started dating and stuff lol

I’m so sorry dude, I took so long but school sucks! I hope you’ll like it

Thanks to @smokeandmirrorz for editing this

TW: Mild description of sex (duh)

Sebastian Bach

- Sebastian is a very excited man, basically a child at heart, so he would totally skip steps with you. He likes PDA very much and he loves to show you off as only his. He totally has the reputation of “sex machine”.

-You were scared that he would leave you or make fun of you if he knew that you were still a virgin, so you kept it a secret.

- When he came back from touring and you said to him that you wanted to have sex with him, he thought it was your first time with him, and not in general. So he would start off like he usually does, being very fast and rough, showing you love but also dominance.

- However, when he was about to get into you, you told him to stop, quite scared about what was about to happen.

- “Seb, I’m a virgin. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, I was scared that you would judge me!” You said nervously.

- Sebastian was shocked and you hear him curse under his breath.

-“ Y/N, you should've told me sooner! This is your first time, I can’t just go along like my usual. It’s okay darling, I’ll try my best to go slower, alright? I’m going to tell you everything that is going to happen so that you won't be scared.”

- He would prep you before starting, giving you a massage or kissing your erogenous zones like your neck and hips.

- He started with his hands. He tried to keep his promise to be slow, but sometimes he would still be too caught up to control himself. He would constantly praise you, making you melt right underneath him.

-“Yes, you’re so tight Y/N. So pretty and good, such a pro and this is only your first time.”

-He is a singer, so his tongue does wonders to you. You even raised your voice, which is usually very quiet. Meanwhile, he is very loud and vocal. Not that you complain, because it turns you on a lot.

- Occasionally he would stop to give you kisses and say sweet words, to be sure that you were still enjoying it.

-When he entered you, you gripped his arms to steady yourself, because it was very intense. He was very experienced so every thrust was a right one.

- He would make sure that you came before he did, giving you compliments after everything was over. You felt so amazing during your first orgasm, so good that you almost cried tears of joy.

-“ You’ve been so good. I’m glad to have been your first time ya know!” He said, kissing your forehead.

Rachel Bolan

-You told Rachel you were still a virgin, before getting together. Sure, you were scared of losing him, but you felt like lying was worse than that.

- Even though Rachel was the “badass rocker guy who totally fucks a ton” to every outsider, he was actually very respectful and he didn’t want to force you to have sex with him, he'd wait until you were ready.

- He was quite surprised to see you coming to him, whispering to go home because you wanted to do something infinitely better than staying at the party you were at.

-He rushed both of you home, but then slowed down, allowing you to take your time in getting undressed while he was gathering all the things he needed.

- His eyes never left your body, appreciating every bit of you. It made you feel like the prettiest of them all.

- He started off slow, allowing you to give him instructions. He always listened and never complained, always sticking to your plans and you were very glad of that.

- After a while, he started to go faster but he always allowed you a bit of control. You were not minding him taking over, you actually kind of liked it.

-“Rachel, can you be rougher, please? Just a bit, to see if I like it.” You asked shyly.

-“Okay baby, but you will tell me if it's too much and we will stop, alright?”

- You didn’t need him to stop, because oh boy, that was so good. They say bassists do it deeper and that's 100% true.

- He kept praising you, but he also tried to tease you a bit. You were putty in his hands, and he loved that. He even managed to make you beg for a second.

-“ I want you to hear you say please or I won’t continue!”

- When he added his hands too, you couldn’t keep it in anymore and your moans became pretty loud. He was smirking the whole time, slowly adding more fingers.

- You came screaming his name and hearing his loud grunts. You felt so amazing, like floating on a cloud and a part of you wanted to do it all again just to feel it over and over.

-He would hold you in his arms, complimenting on how wonderful you were.

- “You’ve been super good Y/N. Let’s have a shower together.” He said, picking you up and kissing your lips.

Scotti Hill

-Scotti knew it was your first time and that you were very nervous, that’s why he told you that he wanted to be sure he was taking care of you and not rushing too fast.

- You wanted him to take off your clothes, and as he gently did that, his eyes wandered all the way up and down your figure.

-He nibbled your ears, kissed your collar bones and sucked your nipples. He gave your tummy a trail of kisses, while squeezing your hips gently.

- He would cup your ass softly, then move to your thighs to nibble them. It feels so good that you can’t help but smile.

- He joked every time you seemed nervous, making bad puns or sarcastic remarks, he smiled and laughed and once you relaxed, he would continue to do what he was doing.

- You would lie if you didn’t admit that it was quite turning you one, Scotti’s voice probably had a huge role in that.

- He went down on you, and his lips were just as good as when you kissed him, if not better. You really tried hard to not scream too much.

- However it was nothing compared to when he stopped and started using his fingers. You felt like he was shredding on you like he did on his guitar.

- When he got inside you, you flinched a bit for the pain, but he reassured you that it would feel better later on, and that he would be gentle and slow.

- And he was right, very right. Your legs started shaking and you found yourself pleading internally for him to go faster, but he had no intention to be in a rush with you, at that moment.

-Suddenly you just felt a deep, hot pleasure that made your nails dig into Scotti’s hips, making him growl in response and go a bit faster.

- You came with a loud moan, feeling like you were in space, and couldn’t help but smile when you felt your boyfriend’s orgasm.

-He would ask if you need anything, and come back with a glass of water and a snack, plus your favorite shirt of his because he knows you love it so much.

- “I’m so glad I’ve lost my virginity to you, Scotti!”

-“ And I feel honored to be your first time!” He said, holding you closer.

Dave Sabo

- Snake was quite surprised to learn that it was your first time, but he didn’t judge you, he made sure you felt 100% comfortable.

- He gently laid you on the bed, towering over you. You couldn’t help but find him very hot, staring at you like that with a smirk.

- He joked with you a bit, to make you feel at ease while undressing you, then he became pretty serious once things were starting to go down.

- He used his hands to explore all of your body, teasing you quite a bit, until you felt confident enough to bring him closer, guiding his hands between your legs.

-“Someone is eager, uh? I thought you were a virgin but look at you!”

- He told you to get ready for something amazing as he lowers himself down to your crotch.

- And he wasn't wrong because his tongue was lapping at you so well that whenever he stopped you whimpered.

-You would find him looking at you quite often, both making sure that you were comfortable and because you looked so hot in his eyes, right then.

-He was a guitarist, so the boy had experience with using his fingers, but you never thought he could be that precise at hitting your right spot.

- But before you could come, he stopped, removed his fingers and slowly got inside of you.

- His pace was slow and passionate, making you feel him completely. However after some whimpers he went faster, and holy shit you were seeing stars at that moment!

- When he told you to come for him, you couldn’t control it anymore and complied. It felt so amazing, like butterflies in your stomach but thousand times better.

- He brought a big blanket to cover you both, while he lazily played with your hair and kissed your cheeks.

-“I’m very happy that you trusted me to be your first time. It felt so good doing this with you, honey.”

Rob Affuso

-You have been honest with Rob since day one, something about his sweet manners just made you feel safe to tell him that you were actually a virgin.

- He wanted it to be absolutely perfect for you, so he lit up some candles, he laid some roses all over the bed, and he put on some soft music in the background.

-“I want it to be extra good and romantic, it is your first time!”

- He smiled so much when you asked him to undress you and he was so delicate with you that it made your heart melt.

- He kissed you everywhere: your hips, your thighs, your face, your lips, your collarbone, you name it and he left a kiss on it. He would even try to nibble your neck, reading your body language to understand if you were uncomfortable.

- He started to go down on you, always gentle and sweet, almost making you moan because oh God that felt good. His pace is slow and he would ask you if you are liking what he is doing.

- Being super romantic, he would totally compliment you every five seconds, praise you and tell you how much he loves you.

- He would use his hands a lot too, not only to pleasure yourself, but also for cupping your ass when he was using his mouth. When things were a bit more heated, he even used your butt cheeks as drums.

-Even with his finger he did slow and precise monitions, a smile always on his face. He was so intrigued by looking at you melting right under his touch, he found you so hot.

-“You have been so good sweetie. I’m going inside you now, okay? But don’t worry, I’ll be all lubed up so it will hurt less. I promise it will feel very good after a while."

- He kept his promise, and even if it hurt at first, you felt on cloud 9 after a couple of minutes. His thrusts were slow but precise, making you whine and moan with pleasure.

-“ Faster, Rob please…” And he was more than happy to satisfy you.

- You finally came, your mind completely blown away by the amazing sensation, so much that you took a while to come back to reality.

- Rob quickly snuggled close to you, his strong arms around your waist. His warm body felt so good against yours, and you stayed for a while just like that.

-“I’m so glad to have been your first time, pumpkin. You’ve been so great, I couldn’t ask for anyone else!”

#skid row #skid row band #sebastian bach #rachel bolan #scotti hill #dave snake sabo #rob affuso #80srock #80s rock band #fanfic #sebastian bach x reader #rachel bolan x reader #scotti hill x reader #dave sabo x reader #rob affuso x reader #losing verginity

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kissedbylove · 6 years ago

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masterlist

One Shots, Imagines and Fan Fictions.

CELEBRITIES EDITION.

I DO NOT CLAIM THIS STORIES AS MINE, every right goes to the writers!!

if you don't want to be listed send me a message and i will remove you.

new (n)

CHARACTER MASTERLIST

Tom Hiddleston.

favorites | fluff

rules | fluff

tear me up | smut

can't sleep | fluff

yes, sir | smut

heart in my hands | fluff

if i didn´t have you | fluff

happy birthday! | fluff

the kiss that broke the internet | smut, fluff

drunken truth ot what did i do? | smut

cooking | smut

red | smut

dance with me | fluff

traffic | smut

ouch! | fluff

interview | fluff

late to the party | smut

werid like that | fluff

slow hands | smut

take care of her and i’ll take care of you | smut

insomnia | smut

fuck it, let the whole world know | smut

so, you missed me? | smut

roaming hands | smut (n)

Tom Holland.

one simple rule | smut

overstimulation | smut

no knock knocks | smut

too hot or too cold | smut

web shooter | smut

spill your guts | fluff

late night dreams | smut

keep it hidden | fluff, agnst

pretty as a polaroid picture | smut

try again | smut

unexpected | fluff, smut

video games | smut

do you also notice? | fluff

something new | smut

we've got chemistry | smut

two-a-days | smut

little things | fluff

thigh riding | smut

truth or dare | smut

eating you out like a buffet | smut

clit pierced | smut

when two becomes three | smut

can´t look away | smut

through the phone | smut

adjoining hotel room | smut

surprises | smut

sitting on tom´s face | smut

running in circles | fluff, smut

riding | smut

irreconcilable differences | smut

treatin’ you right | smut

the first taste | smut

overstimulation | smut

rinse and spin | smut

girls can be horny too | smut

unlocked | smut

strip pong | smut

you can bet on it | smut

pour it out | fluff

i’ll be your good girl | smut

why it's fun to be a tease | smut

bad mood | smut

suck | smut

teasing | smut

thirsty tweets | fluff

dirty shirley | fluff

siren | smut (n)

insta live | fluff (n)

mugshot | fluff (n)

tom taking a break | smut (n)

you bent over him | smut (n)

low cut top | smut (n)

it’s thirst tweets | fluff (n)

risky insta live | smut (n)

so god really is a woman | smut (n)

car crash | agnst (n)

cum for me | smut (n)

overstimulation with tom | smut (n)

addicted | smut (n)

piece of art | smut (n)

i'm sorry | fluff (n)

tease | smut, fluff (n)

leaked | fluff (n)

LONDON BOY | fluff, agnst, smut (n)

prosecco courage | smut (n)

hands up | fluff (n)

libido max | smut (n)

play fighting | smut (n)

tom's girlfriend | smut (n)

vibrator | smut (n)

spanish | fluff (n)

quarantine anniversary | fluff (n)

sunset | fluff (n)

so much hate | fluff (n)

good girl | smut (n)

all i need | smut (n)

long days | smut (n)

good morning | smut (n)

friends with benefits | smut (n)

secret party | smut (n)

this is awkward | smut (n)

minor inconvenience | smut (n)

don’t tease me | smut (n)

had to recover | smut (n)

the boys are sleeping | smut (n)

how i look on you | smut (n)

Sebastian Stan.

convince me | smut

shameless | smut

I like it | smut

one night | smut

shut up and sleep with me | smut

boss troubles | smut

pregnancy prank | fluff

asleep | smut

manners pt,3 | smut

call out my name | smut

on the wooden desk | smut

body electric | smut

romanian fun | fluff

behind closed doors | smut

wired autocomplete interview | fluff

another interview | fluff

bored | fluff

that's the icing in the cake | fluff

îți place asta | smut

round the block | smut

surprises | smut

too long | smut

teacher’s pet | smut

mob!seb | smut

4am workout | smut

listen to my voice | fluff

kissing | fluff

piggy back ride | fluff

panel | fluff

men's health | smut

i think he knows | smut

friendly favour | smut

'sebastian' instead of 'bucky' | smut

actress | fluff (n)

thank god it’s ending, and we’re beginning | fluff, agnst (n)

uncertain | smut (n)

set | fluff (n)

emergency | fluff (n)

bedtime stories | fluff (n)

losing you | agnst (n)

stuff bunny | smut (n)

baby fever | fluff, smut (n)

act my age | fluff (n)

soft | smut, fluff (n)

morning sickness | fluff (n)

daddy’s pretty girl | smut (n)

wedding interviews | fluff (n)

silk | smut (n)

reading thirst tweets | fluff (n)

soft mornings | fluff (n)

i’ve always loved you | fluff (n)

Chris Evans.

velvet love | fluff

the perfect man | fluff

the proposal | fluff

the perfect dress | fluff

all about that beard | fluff

sweet dreams | smut

make me a daddy | smut

years in the making | agnst, fluff

rough | smut

daddy | fluff

the best seat | smut

24hr trouble | fluff

thirst tweets | fluff

finders keepers | smut

warm and welcoming | smut

lost focus | smut

eat you better | smut

i wanna hear you | smut (n)

the instagram error | fluff (n)

distraction | smut (n)

who ever said anything about makeup? | fluff (n)

touching yourself | smut | (n)

fuck buddies | smut (n)

the smell after rain | smut (n)

provoked | smut (n)

calmant | smut (n)

Harry Styles.

music video | smut, fluff

phone call | smut

new seeds in the melody | smut

just another day while quarentine | smut (n)

break the bed | smut (n)

truth or drink | fluff (n)

Dacre Montgomery.

rough hands | smut (n)

fanfiction and fun | smut (n)

shirt | fluff (n)

Jake Gyllenhaal.

panic attack | fluff

accident | fluff

surprise, we´re married | fluff

home | smut

chef & baker | smut

bath time | smut

dirty mind | smut

honeymoon | smut

wired autocomplete interview | fluff

dating | fluff

gym time | fluff

morning sex | smut

comfort | agnst

in front of your bed | smut

riling | smut

happy little accident | smut

the risqué subway | smut

you're doing amazing sweetie | smut

hair pulling | smut

dominant | smut

finals finale | smut

on my mind | smut (n)

gold chain | smut (n)

motivation | smut (n)

Henry Cavill.

cardio | smut

partition | smut (n)

first time | smut (n)

hatefuck | smut (n)

back from a run | smut (n)

tv | smut, fluff (n)

thick fingers | smut (n)

talented tongue | smut (n)

Brie Larson.

star wars geek | smut

god is a woman | smut

crazy on you | smut

i fall to pieces | smut

singing in the shower | smut

jedi realness | smut

needy | smut

Avengers Cast.

sleeping beauty | fluff (n)

feeling okay? | fluff (n)

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incorrect-sdv-quotes · 5 years ago

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Okay so I know this is a SDV Incorrect quote blog but I really wanted to show off my SDV headcanon’s so you may ignore this post if you wish (I’ll go back to the normal posts after this, I have like 13 quotes queue’d up right now)

Headcanon’s under the cut:

1.Alex’s real first name is Alexander he just prefers to go by Alex

2.Alex is a trans male so he was born female but transitioned to male at age 13

3.The bachelors ages are (listed youngest to oldest):

Alex: 19

Sebastian: 19 (one month older then Alex)

Sam: 20

Harvey: 25-30

Elliott: 36

Shane: 38

4.Despite Sam being older then him Alex is taller (if you put them side by side Sam looks taller but that’s only cause of his hair if you flattened it you could see Alex was taller)

5.Sebastian is secretly a vampire (He does look like one anyway)

6. Haley and Alex kind of have a Hazel and Xander from Bunk’d relationship where they’re kinda friends but one of them *cough cough* Haley *cough* has a huge crush on the other to where it’s at yandere point- Haley is not QUITE as crazy about Alex that Hazel is about Xander and unlike Hazel Haley can hide the craziness she does have around people but when it’s just her and Alex she’s all crazy and clingy-

Like, she’ll call him pet names like “My jock prince” or “Alex-zandy-” or “My knight in shining armor” Etc. etc- or hug him and never let go until someone LITERALLY prys her off- Talk about nutty nutty nut-so-

7. My headcanon voices for the bachelors are: (Well some of them, if a name is in strike through that means I don’t have one for that one- yet)

Alex: Shining Armor from MLP

Sebastian

Sam: Rottmnt Leo/2020 Sonic the Hedgehog/Dewy from Ducktails (this one might change)

Harvey: Fozzie Bear (Harvey: WaKa WaKa (I’m sorry))

Elliott: Gunther from Shake It Up

Shane

8.Shane is basically the god of chickens he’s such a good caretaker of chickens that he could summon an army of chickens to peck the eyes out of everyone in town with one “Babock” CHICKEN ARMY!!

If you decided to read this post and you liked my headcanons then this is it for now more might be added later as I play the game and scroll through the SDV tags on Tumblr more

EDIT 1: More headcanons!:

9: Elliott is an amazing actor but a horrid horror-movie actor (It’s just his screams are unrealistic he will literally just say “Aaaah” otherwise it’s the same as the rest of his acting) (This scream-glitch is an easy fix if you yell “Ghost” more on that in 10)

10: Elliott is TERRIFIED of ghosts even those cute and/or clearly fake ghosts (Why else do you think Spirits Eve/Halloween has Skeletons every year and not ghosts? No one wants to scare anyone Too bad.) Actually Alex dared Elliott to watch the Disney Junior show Vampirina which went fine until Demi came on screen- Elliott literally wet himself and screamed for 3 whole hours- (Poor Alex who had to listen to that the whole time-)

11: Elliott treats his pocket crab as his ACTUAL son, not as his pet but as his actual biological son (it’s actually really cute)

12: The portraits in this video for a portraits mod is how the characters actually look to me (Excluding Elliott Sam and Sebastian they still live in my brain with their cannon looks): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cmBW8BzSZpU&list=WL&index=1&t=5s

13: Krobus is Sebastian’s father (yeah you THINK it would not make sense along with Hc numb.5 but if you think about it if his father is a monster and his mother is human he’s gonna be born as a human-looking monster! Which is a Vampire!)

EDIT 2: Damnit. I was scrolling through this and I realized I missed a Hc and it slipped through the original post and the EDIT 1!

14: Alex has Dyslexia (this bugger Hc belonged in the original post but it slipped through both edits)

EDIT 3: MORE HEADCANNONS-

15: Both Abigail and Sebastian used to have hair to match their parents (Abby’s was brown (Like said in game) and Sebastian’s was Ginger) but due to their “Unusual” parents (Abigail: Wizard Sebastian: Krobus) their hair changed color when they got older and their mothers just pretended they died their hair so both the towns people and Abigail and Sebastian themselves would not freak out

16: Sebastian has snake bite piercing's but he only wears them when he’s alone (he got them in the first place cause 1: Sam dared him and 2: he decided it would be a fun way to rebel against dead to Sebastian Demetrius, he didn’t have to keep them but he ended up liking the look)

17: Sebastian owns a giant frog plush, it’s twice the size of him, is really soft and is incredibly fat (it’s to the point it’s just a circle that has stubby legs) he loves it more then anything Excluding Alex but he does not want anyone finding out he loves it let alone owns it so he stuffs it under his bed when people are in and/or near his room

18: Sebastian’s first word was literally “Froggy”

Ex:

Robin: Can you say “mama”?

Baby!Sebastian: ...Froggy!

Robin:

Robin: Out of all words your first word is “Froggy”? Really?

19: The shortest to tallest Bachelors are:

Shane

Sam (If you take his hair and go *Squishes flat*)

Alex

Sebastian

Sam (If you count the added height from his Mullet)

Harvey

Elliott (Tall stinky sea dude)

20: Sam got Sebastian to scream “Bubbles” for 5 hours straight

Details on that:

Sam: It’s impossible to say “Bubbles” threateningly

Sebastian:

Five munities later:

Robin: Uhhhh Sam? Why is my son on the roof screaming “BUBBLES”?

21: Sebastian owns a biker jacket but he only wears it when riding his motorcycle cause the jacket makes him look way more goth then emo and he prefers the emo look over goth look despite he acts more like a goth

22: One Feast of The Winter Star Sebastian got everyone an empty box and when they opened it Seb said: “It’s a void of nothingness. Just like life.” He did not get in trouble or nothing cause your allowed to give what you want but he did not do that again

23: Sebastian requires glasses to read, he can see perfectly but when it comes to reading on a computer or on paper he needs glasses

24: Sam does a perfect Darth Vader voice and Darth Vader breathing noises

25: Sebastian has vampire powers (cause he is a vampire (Hc 5)), he knows about them and is chill about it but he does not use them unless necessary cause he just does not feel the need to use them otherwise (His powers include, immortality (he also can’t be killed cause on my take on Vampires the stuff that “Traditionally” harms/kills them is just a mith and actually does nothing to them), super strength, increased speed, fast self-healing, telekinesis (I know this is not “Traditionally” a vampire power but Seb does have it) and the ability to change into a bat)

26: Both Sebastian and Elliott are actually pretty jacked (Not Alex level jacked but still) you just can’t see it unless they’re shirt-less (but in Seb’s case at least loose the hoodie)

27: Harvey’s doctor’s mallet weapon is just as heavy and as big as himself so he rarely goes into combat cause he has trouble welding his own weapon-

Harvey: Time to explore the mines! *grabs his giant doctors mallet*

Harvey: Nope going down. *falls backward with a thud*

28: Elliott carries at least one very sharp pencil with him at all times so if he sees a very annoying person or a slime that escaped the mines he’ll grab it and go *StAb*

29: Everyone else makes Hermit jokes around Elliott which he finds funny and annoying at the same time (They used to do the jokes about Sebastian as well but they stopped cause when they did Seb strangled them Darth Vader style) Ex of the hermit jokes:

*singing* Someone’s on the beach with a hermit! There’s a hermit on the beach I know I know! Someone’s on the beach with a hermiiiit! And the hermit’s name is Elliott!

30: If you think Elliott’s cannon SDV schedule is anti-social you should see how anti-social he gets when writing a book-

EDIT 4: Surprise, there’s more

31: Elliott is a mermaid merman (he’s a human by day half human half fish by night but he’ll change forms sooner if you dump water on him- found that out by Haley throwing water on him in hopes he’ll melt-)

32: When in ‘fish’ form Elliott’s tail is incredibly strong (if you get hit by it you’ll go flying 900 feet in the air in 5 seconds at full strength)

33:Elliott only lets Harvey call him “Elly” if anyone else does so expect Elliott to dump water on himself then hit you with his fish tail)

34:Vincent will sing The Little Mermaid song “Under the sea” around Elliott and Sebastian (Sebastian cause think about it and Elliott cause he’s an IRL Mermaid)

#sdv #stardew valley #sdv headcanons #stardew valley headcanons #headcanons #not a quote #I have to edit this like 100 times cause I'm dealing with a strikethrough glitch

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isthisthingeven0n · 5 years ago

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the other guy : j.w

brief summary: during a night out with the vlog squad, you run into your ex- sebastian stan. he asks you on a date which you accept, but unbeknowst to you, jeff is worried he might’ve lost his chance with you

word count: 1.9k requested: yess by the sweetest anon! i adored this concept when i received it so i’m excited for you to all read! warnings: angst, but a semi fluffy ending

* masterlistin’ / masterlistin’ 2.0

(everything on my blog is my own writing. if it is shared on another page or website know it hasn’t been approved me unless specified. all rights reserved. - i have to start doing this as I had some shit on my other blog with plagiarism)

DO NOT STEAL MY WORK - IT IS ALL MY OWN WRITING

“So why this place exactly?” Jeff speaks up as you all climb out from the Uber, his hand hovering over your back as you wander into the restaurant, admiring the interior.

David sighs before turning around, just as you reach the table. “We never go out for nice food, and I wanted to celebrate.” David shrugs his shoulder, receiving a raised eyebrow from you.

“And what are we celebrating?” You chime in, just as Jeff pulls out a chair for you and you smile up at him with appreciation.

“Seriously?” David huffs, looking at everyone as you all wear the same look of confusion. “It’s my YouTube anniversary.” He states and a resounding sound of remembrance crosses the group.

“That’s today?” Carly whistles, causing you to chuckle as a menu is placed in front of you.

“Just think, how much has happened since you started, Dave.” Natalie jokes, wearing pride clearly in her smile as David pats her arm before returning his attention to the menu in front of him.

It’s true though, so much has happened since David started vlogging. All the friends he’s made along the way, the stories, pranks, experiments, celebrity appearances, surprises, gifts- all of it couldn’t be possible without him.

“What’s been one of your favourite videos to film?” Jeff questions, leaning his elbows on the table beside you.

Rubbing his hands together, David ponders momentarily. “I mean I’ve got a couple- like the elephant's toothpaste one was insane.” He laughs, remembering how quick everyone was to take cover and the clean up process after it.

“That was mad.” You mutter under your breath, but Jeff catches it and nods in agreement remembering how quick he was to shelter you from the fumes and keep out of harm's way.

“What other videos?” Corinna pitches in, looking over to Todd who can’t help but smile smugly.

Yet, David looks over to you and Jeff instead. “When I spied on Y/n’s date with her ex.” David splutters a laugh as you roll your eyes, unaware of Jeff clenching his jaw at the memory of that video.

“You mean the ex?” Zane questions, only for David to simply nod and silence falls over all of you.

“Look it was funny, it’s not a big deal you guys.” You try to brush it off, but Erin scoffs.

“Not a big deal?” She blurts out. “Y/n, he’s a fucking movie star!” Erin tries to keep her voice down as the soft piano plays throughout the restaurant, and you can feel the heat rising through you.

“Yeah, but we only dated for like seven months.” You try to shrug it off, but everyone's focus seems to shift to behind you. “What?” You ask before slowly turning your head to see the man in question sitting at a table across the room.

“This is fate,” Erin calls out, and you nervously laugh before turning back around to face your friends, Jeff remaining silent the entire time. “You gotta talk to him.”

You scoff playfully. “Why would I talk to him? We broke up.” You remind her, and Jeff feels his heart still holding onto a thread, hoping it might last before breaking entirely.

“But you ended on good terms, right?” Natalie leans in across the table, having a direct view of your ex behind you. “He’s looking your way, Y/n.” She looks down, seeing him rise from his chair and walk over toward you.

And at that moment, Jeff can feel the last of the strings holding his heart up break. He sits beside you, watching another man flirt and toy with your emotions.

“Seb, hi.” You breathlessly smile up at him before rising to your feet to hug him. Jeff can’t help but see the way he holds you tightly, wishing it were him.

“I, I didn’t know you were in the area. If I did, I’d,” Sebastian stumbles over his words, something you secretly loved.

“It’s alright, how’ve you been?” You ask him, moving away from your friends for a moment as the pair of you wander outside for a more private conversation.

Everyone at the table is shocked, except Jeff who is writhing.

“I can’t actually believe he is here.” David speaks up, a half laugh leaving his lips as he takes his camera out, filming the interaction of you and your ex outside.

“Give her some privacy, Dave.” Heath motions for David to lower his camera, and once it’s out of sight, Jeff excuses himself to use the bathroom.

Once out of sight, Jeff leans against the counter, looking at his reflection. He can see a vain poking through his forehead, his fists still tightly clenched as his heart remains in shattered pieces.

“’Cuse me, sorry.” A voice rises, and Jeff turns to see it’s Sebastian wearing a small smile.

Trying his best not to glare, Jeff exits the bathroom to see you’re back at the table. As Jeff sits down, you smile to him happily. “You okay?” You ask him quietly, only for Jeff to curtly nod and act as if nothing happened.

“Like, what does she even see in him?” Jeff huffs as David, Natalie, Zane and Carly are sitting around at David’s, trying to edit.

Carly looks over to Natalie who shrugs a shoulder.

“Besides the fact, he’s a talented actor, handsome, genuine, funny, sweet, did I mention attractive?” Carly lists off, and Jeff simply throws a cushion at her causing Carly to squeal. “You asked.” She mutters.

“He’s an old guy!” Jeff adds, sighing heavily as Natalie merely quirks an eyebrow.

“Jeff, the guys a few years older than you.” Natalie comments, but Jeff shrugs it off, muttering under his breath how it still counts.

“Look, you should’ve just said something sooner, there’s still time.” David speaks up, trying to bring some hope to his friend.

Jeff half-heartedly nods. “I suppose. Fuck, I’m never like this about girls.” Jeff admits, running his fingers through his hair as he hides his face in his hands.

Natalie rises to her feet at the sound of the front door opening, and the clicking of heels across the wooden floor.

“Holy shit!” Zane whistles and Jeff quickly darts his head to the direction of the front door.

Trying his best to stop his jaw from dropping, Jeff watches as you shyly smile to everyone. You look truly beautiful, more so than normal. In all the time Jeff has known you, he’s never seen you in a dress, not like this one.

It fits you perfectly, flowing from the waist. The deep navy compliments your skin, bringing out the colour in your eyes as it stops above your ankles, revealing the black heels.

“Sorry to interrupt. Nat has a handbag for me to borrow.” You wave past everyone, following Natalie through to her room.

And then it dawns on him. You have a date.

“Guess I was too late.” Jeff mutters, knowing you’re out of earshot and sinks back into the sofa, disappointment etched in his face as Carly tries her best to hide her excitement for you, and sympathy for Jeff.

“Who knows, maybe it’ll be a terrible date and you’ll still have a shot.” David tries to reassure his friend, but the solemn expression only solidifies as you happily walk past everyone, almost bouncing with excitement.

“Yeah,” Jeff mutters once the front door closes, picturing you now with him, seeing that bright smile and your laughter for another man. “like that’ll happen.”

“Sebastian is a nice guy, Jeff. Be thankful he isn’t some scumbag.” Natalie sighs as she walks back from the front door after seeing you off to the Uber Sebastian sent for you.

“I guess.” Jeff rubs his face in his hands once more before rising to his feet. “I’ll see you guys later, I’m going to go train with Todd.”

Without another word being said, Jeff leaves his friends unable to change his mind.

“-it was so sweet, he had a bouquet of sunflowers for me, we walked around the city and ugh, it was lovely.” You can’t help but ramble on as all the girls listen intently, Zane included in this as you giggle at memories of the previous night.

Corinna happily sighs as she collapses back into the sofa, Carl resting on her lap. “He sounds so dreamy, god.”

“He’s a genuine kinda guy.” You shrug your shoulder, pausing as you hear Jeff and Todd walk into the house. Yet, despite the events of the last twenty-four hours, Sebastian didn’t make your heartstrings tug like Jeff did. “Hey boys,” You call out, waving to them both.

Todd smiles, but Jeff avoids looking over at you and sits down in silence, leaving Todd to carry their conversation on.

“So, how’d it end?” Carly questions as you try to return to the vibrant mood you were in moments ago.

Jeff zones out from his conversation with Todd, listening in closely to you and only you.

“Well, he asked me to join him for lunch tomorrow before he flies back to New York.” You tell them nonchalantly, watching as Zane rolls his eyes.

“Course he did.” Jeff mutters, scoffing quietly.

“Sorry?” You turn around with a slight glare, focusing on Jeff whilst Todd’s eyes widen. “Care to pitch in?” You raise an eyebrow, only for Jeff to simply shake his head.

“Not at all, seems you got your Prince, Princess.” His words come off harsher than intended, and Jeff can feel regret weighing on his shoulders as your smile disappears.

The girls look over at Todd and they all stand up, making excuses to leave the room as the pair of you remain silent.

“What is your problem, Jeff?” You ask him, now that you’re alone you’ve got nothing to hide from him.

Jeff leans forward, resting his arms against his thighs as he focuses on you. “Nothing, why?” He continues to toy with you, feeling he has nothing to lose at this point since he’s already lost you.

“So why are you acting like a dick all of a sudden?” You retort, but Jeff chuckles quietly. “Are you, are you jealous?”

And that clearly catches a nerve as Jeff straightens up. “You think I’m jealous? Jealous of some guy you’re dating?” His words become louder with each remark.

“Clearly you are, you weren’t like this when I used to date him!” You’re now yelling back. “What’s the problem, Jeff? You’re supposed to be my friend.” You rise to your feet, looking down at him as his eyes trained on the floor.

A small scoff leaves your lips as you try to walk past him, only to feel his hand gripping your wrist.

“I don’t want to just be your friend, Y/n.” Jeff finally speaks up, his eyes rising from the floor to look up at you. “I only realised when last summer, after you guys broke up.” He explains. “And I’m a fucking idiot for not saying something sooner, and I’ve missed my chance for good. So, I’m sorry.”

“What makes you think that?” You question, sitting down beside him as Jeff takes his hand away from your wrist, holding it in his other hand.

Jeff sadly laughs under his breath. “You trying to hurt me more, Princess?” He looks up and watches as you shake your head.

“Jeff, Sebastian is a friend. Last night only solidified that for me.” You tell him, reaching out for his hand.

Looking down, Jeff watches as you intertwine your fingers with his. “Am I just a friend, Y/n?” The words are barely audible over the sound of his heart beating in his chest rapidly.

“You’ll always be more to me than that, Jeff.” You whisper before shuffling closer, resting your head against his shoulder. “I think it’ll just take some time to figure out what that truly is.”

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PAIRING: Chris Evans x Reader SUMMARY: You have a rule about not dating coworkers. Chris aims to change your mind. WORDS: ~1895 WARNINGS: Brief smut, mentions of a shitty relationship/relationship going sour, drinking, reader doing stupid shit, swearing A/N: This was requested by a person that shall remain anonymous at their request. This was a fun one to do and I hope they enjoy it! “Hi! Can you do one where reader worked on mcu too and Chris wanted her for a very long time but she was not having it and then a party happens and finally gets her.” I hadn’t done a POV from Chris yet so the format was a little weird to get used to at first but I wanted to challenge myself a bit. This was loosely edited so I apologize for any mistakes. You do not have my permission to post this outside of Tumblr. Likes are amazing. Comments and reblogs are even better. Tags will be in a reblog since Tumblr’s being really weird about it.

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Chris couldn't believe that you were there, in his arms. Your soft lips against his own. He felt like his chest was going to explode. He thought how lucky he was to be there, how happenstance and chance led you two together.

***

He met you on the set of the first Avengers movie. You had been cast as the new assistant to Tony Stark and quickly became a fan favorite. While Chris and you didn't have a ton of scenes together, it was enough for him to feel the chemistry between the two of you. You were vibrant and funny, always making jokes with everyone on set, making the time in between shooting go by. Beautiful and soft, he found himself longing to place his mouth on your shoulders and neck, feel the swell of your breasts. Chris wanted to put his hand on the small of your back, to hold you close to him, to smell your subtle perfume mixed with your citrus shampoo. He had a crush. He hadn’t had one of those in a long time.

He found himself looking forward to getting onto set when you two worked together, even through six in the morning call times. Chris would bring you coffee and when you went to thank him, he flashed that boyish grin at you. "I was goin’ anyway." When you were out of earshot, Mackie and Seb teased him that you were the only one that he brought coffee for. They would tell him to ask you out already, they knew he wanted to. If they only knew that he had tried a few times already.

The first time Chris had asked you, it had been after a long day on set and he was tired but he had finally worked up the nerve. He knocked on your trailer with a nervousness and waited for you to open the door. Once you did, you looked like you had been taking a nap- your hair was messy, eyes half opened. You were wearing a large baggy t-shirt that hit your knees. You still looked adorable. When he asked you out, you turned him down as gently as you could. Your beautiful bright eyes held a small sadness in them. “I’m sorry, Chris. I don’t date co-workers.”

He was disappointed and, he had to admit, a little crushed by the confession. He had to respect your decision, though. He told you before he asked that it would not negatively affect your relationship and he meant it. You had become one of his best friends on set. He loved talking to you, sharing inside jokes with you, loved getting tacos with you late at night after a long work day. He didn’t want to lose that.

The second time Chris asked you out, it happened under the influence of a few beers after work. You two had gone out with Seb, Scarlette, Mackie, and Renner to a dive bar on the outskirts of New York City where you all wouldn’t be bothered. You had gone outside to get some fresh air and Chris had followed you, needing the same thing. Back leaning against the wall, you looked up at Chris and smiled, whiskey flowing in your blood. He leaned his shoulder on the wall close to you and looked down at you, skin glowing from the lamp light, looking every bit like an angel. And he just… said it. “Go out with me.” He murmured in your ear. You didn’t answer, but pulled him by his t-shirt towards you and kissed him. It was sloppy and sweet, the kind of kiss that happens when two people have had a little too much. Fire igniting in his belly, he stood his body over yours, hands at your hips and kissed you good, nipping your bottom lip. Wolf whistles and shrieks of laughter broke the kiss where he spotted Mackie and Scarlett grinning at the both of you.

The day after, he had received a text from you, apologizing. The kiss was a mistake and you asked him to forgive you. And he did, but after having that kiss, after having you pulled so close to him, he couldn’t just give up on you. He wouldn’t make that mistake again. Chris knew that you felt something for him, that kiss didn’t mean nothing.

The last time he asked you out, it was more of a question. It was after the wrap party for Infinity War. You were dancing and laughing, having a good time with Scarlett, Elizabeth, and Danai. Chris came up from behind and talked into your ear so that you could hear him over the music. He wanted you to follow him outside.

“I’m so glad shooting is over!” You laughed as you went outside. There was a nice breeze out and it played with the edges of your dress as you twirled around, seeming to dance to the music in your head. Chris smiled at you, loving you so care free. “Do you like me?” Chris asked, his blue eyes boring into you. “You know I do, Chris. You’re, like, my best friend.” You giggled at him. “People have been calling you my husband on set.” “But, do you feel anything else for me?”

You stopped twirling, looking at Chris, eyes wide. He had never outright asked you before how you felt about him. He was hoping that he could catch you into revealing something.

“I…” You trailed. “I know you said the kiss was a mistake, but I can’t help but keep thinking that you felt something.” Chris walked towards you and took your hand. “So, I have to ask. Do you?”

You sighed, dipping your head down but you didn’t try to pull away or move your hands. Chris thought maybe he had made it through. He waited for you to speak.

“I do. I do like you, Chris.” You admitted. “But I still can’t compromise my standards that I’ve set for myself and go out with you.” “Why not?” Chris let out an almost exasperated breath. “A few years ago, I went out with one of my coworkers. It was one of my first sets where I had gotten a role that wasn’t background. I was still so new to the industry and so naive… Anyway. We went out for a couple of months, almost got serious. And then we broke up. It wasn’t amicable and got pretty nasty. He made set a living hell for me. It got so bad that I almost quit acting all together.” You paused, shaking your head. “It was then that I decided that I would never date another coworker again. It just complicates things too much.”

Chris nodded his head. He understood then that it wasn’t about him, but about her experiences. He would never want to put her in a position where she felt uncomfortable or where anything he did had the potential to ruin something she loved so dearly such as acting.

“And I’m not saying that you would be like him, I know you wouldn’t. But I could see myself…” You paused at this, trying to find the right words. “Falling for you. You’re so sweet and gorgeous and funny. I just cant…” “It’s okay.” Chris stopped you with a sad smile. “I get it, really.” “Thank you, Chris.” You smiled at him and stepped away, still holding his hand. “Let’s go get shots.”

After that night, he did as you asked and stayed your constant friend. Though he also didn’t stop himself from being interested in other people either. If you wanted to be friends, that was fine, but he had to try to get over you. Maybe he did it slightly out of spite, maybe he wanted to make you a bit jealous. If he was truthful, he was trying to fill in the ache of not being with you with someone else. He also didn’t miss the hurt look on your face when he told you of his weekend plans of dates with different people, though he tried to ignore it. You didn’t get to be mad at him about dating other people.

You were about two and a half months into a five month shoot for Endgame. Chris was walking you back to your trailer after some reshoots between your two characters had taken longer than expected. He asked you if you wanted to go for tacos and before he knew it, you were yelling. Yelling at him. About dating all those women and flaunting it, flaunting it all over, flaunting it in front of you. And he could see the hurt in your eyes, the tears that you were trying not to slip out, whether it was from anger or sadness, he did not know.

“You can’t have it both ways, sweetheart.” Chris said calmly, wiping a stray tear from your cheek with the pad of his thumb. “And THAT.” You continued on with your tirade. “I’m yelling at you and you’re just being so calm and sweet and… and…”

Chris heard you mutter a ‘goddamnit’ under your breath as you pulled his shirt towards you and landed a bruising kiss on his lips. It took him by surprise for only a second, then he was grabbing you by your hips pulling your body into him in turn. His one hand swept up your waist while the other grabbed your butt. You moaned into Chris’s mouth, grinding your hips into him. You pulled away, eyes lust blown, lips wet with kisses. Grabbing Chris’s hand, you led him up the couple of steps to your trailer and slammed the door shut behind you. You began kissing him again before he was backing you off of him.

“Wait, wait.” Breathless, he looked into your eyes. “Are you sure you want this? I don’t want another text later that this was a mistake. I’ve just wanted you for so long. I need you to be sure.” “Yes, I want this.” You whispered and nodded. “I want this so much.”

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You had led him to the bedroom and kissed him softly, his chest still beating fast, a heated blush on your cheeks. There was a tangle of clothing and limbs, kisses on exposed skin, moans and whimpers. Every emotion that you two had wanted to convey for so long was flowing out. He said ‘ have me’ in the way that he held your body under him. You said ‘I’m yours’ with the fingers you carded through his hair. You called out his name as you exploded in ecstasy, a flash of brilliant light in your eyes that had squeezed tight. Watching you fall apart under him was the most beautiful thing Chris had ever seen. He buried his face in your neck as he came as well and he thought his soul had left his body.

As you laid there in the quiet, in the afterglow of your lovemaking, Chris held you in his arms and stroked your hand lazily as it laid motionless on his chest. He vowed to never make you regret this night, to always have you next to him. He was so lucky, lucky you had chosen him and he felt like a king in that moment. He bent down and gently kissed the top of your head as he drifted off to sleep.

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