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scbastian · 4 years
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he’d heard the absolutely delight and cheer when this barrier around town allegedly fell. they acted as if they’ve won something. he remembers this kind of reaction from pirates when they’ve conquered something, when they’ve managed to steal from others and that night meant they would FEAST. at first, sebastian took these moments to run away and hopefully get back home. one that never really existed, and so when they found him once again, the punishment eventually taught him the ships were his home now. it was as he grew up that he’d join them in these festivities. one thing sebastian didn’t understand now, why there was such joy in an apparent barrier falling down. some had claimed it was FREEDOM.  they soon packed their bags and he remembers the long line of vehicles piling one behind the other to get out. sebastian learned not everyone could leave, he could. and yet-- he didn’t. escaping brought him consequences. time after time. his own punishment. the loss of his lover. and now? trying to get out would only set him free in a world he did not understand the way he wished. because crossing this one line could bring him another consequence he wasn’t sure he wanted to face. “that’s an interesting choice of words-- buzz off.” people these days. THE YOUTH used strange expressions. “looks like your festivities are missing some things.” it was clear this was a way of speaking, and judging by the girl’s actions. sebastian could tell she was mourning something. “i can, but i have been told i am, a sight for sore eyes, is it?” 
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              there’s  something  inherently  masochistic  about  coming  out  here.  the  barrier  might  be  down,  but  someone’s  put  up  markers  to  indicate  where  it  once  was.  if  you  squint,  use  your  imagination,  you  could  almost  imagine  it  was  still  there.   there’s  a  part  of  her  that  wishes  it  was,  wishes  that  everyone  was  on  equal  footing  and  that  they’d  be  just  as  TRAPPED  as  she  feels.   some  days  it's  fine,  she  tells  herself  she  doesn’t  need  to  leave,  but  other  days  she  feels  like  a  bird  trapped  in  a  cage  that’s  desperate  to  fly.   she’s  throwing  rocks  beyond  the  marked  spots,  contemplating  as  she  always  does  whether  it’s  worth  the  risk  to  try  for  herself.   (   YOU’LL  DISINTEGRATE,  she’s  heard  them  say,  but  who’s  to  say  it’s  not  FAKE  NEWS  ?  )    every  time,  without  fail,  she  stays  safely  behind  the  imaginary  line  but  it’s  the  possibility  that  she  might  FINALLY  take  that  leap  that  keeps  her  coming  out.   having  company,  however,  is  new;   new,  and  unwanted.   “  buzz  off,  loser. ”   her  comments  are  quick,  not  looking  up  from  what  she’s  doing  as  she  turns  one  of  the  rocks  over  in  her  hands.   “   this  is  a  PRIVATE  PARTY  and  YOU  weren’t  invited. ”
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he’s not sure how long he’s been sitting here. apparently, staring into nothingness. there’s only the sound of insects chirping and the water hitting against the shore. he’s always like the sound of the ocean. there’s also the typical sound of the city off in the distance, a sound sebastian has slowly starting to get accustomed to. it’s always going to be so foreign for him. he hears the incoming person, or by the clear smell-- something that could make him sleep at the bottom of the ocean for good. but somehow, in that moment, he doesn’t seem to want to move. until she’s talking to him. “how long have you been staring?” sebastian doesn’t tear his eyes away from the moon reflected on the water. “have you ever lost something so dear to you?”
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              “is there a reason you’ve been sitting here staring into space the last few minutes? should i be concerned?” 
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scbastian · 4 years
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he’s ADJUSTED. he thinks. no, he’s not.  but hey, at least people don’t look at him like he’s a character taken directly from the pirates of the caribbean. ( he even knows what that is. it became his favorite movie once he could look past the inaccurate parts. ) the family matriarch in the house he was staying was even kind enough ( also see: terrified at first ) to get him better clothes. there are still things from this modern day that confuse him or surprise him. there so many lights, and technologies. not to mention THE FOOD. he’s gotten particular familiar with a couple of places, the star-bucks place. “i never knew why they call it tea,” sebastian leaned on the counter, looking at the woman with the BUBBLE TEA. unlike popular belief, he’s not trying to court this woman. sebastian has found his heart still beats rather painfully for his deceased lover. estefanita told him to go out, make friends. her daft spouse said ‘a fella looking like him would get anyone.’ silence, esteban-- what did he know? at the moment, he looks entertained with the dark spots sunk in the plastic cup. until he half grins, blue eyes meeting dark wide.”it does not taste like it, but it does mix better with the little chewy balls, does it not?” nope. he was at an absolute loss on how to start a conversation with people in this era. @painsabandon​
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imagine like. getting married and then moving into your home together. going to bed bath and beyond. getting a nice toaster. ah, love. one day…..
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                thomas doherty as sebastian in 2x09. ft. the vamp face.
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“ELIZABETH,”  was it a coincidence? m a y b e, it surely would look like one as he had been sitting in that table for about 15 minutes before she arrived. ( like he predicted. ) there is nothing on his table as he has decided not to order anything else. the CHARCOAL WATER that tasted like... water, had been enough for the time being. there still was half of it in the glass. setting the magazine aside, he raises from his seat. after all, still keeping all his manners.  inadequacy of the times or not. “fancy seeing you here.” @geminislegacy​.
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scbastian · 4 years
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 Either a trick question or just someone who didn’t know the tips and tricks for all the folks that happened to be a Vampire which was less C O N C E R N I N G than most of her present issues. So she’d bite (no pun intended). “Makes people like us feel warm,” she was still part Siphoner but noticing what he just came with years of standing in a corner and watching a room filled with students who showed various traits (or what she’d call vibes) when it came to what they were. She didn’t have to notice but SHE DID. “, I mostly drink it out of habit; I liked it before I turned.” So if she could hold on to all of the parts of her old life, then she wouldn’t getLOST in this one. Although she was just glad this didn’t end with a coffee rejection and her sitting awkwardly while she drank her own.
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“--AH.” sebastian, for one, was not aware of that little tidbit and the effect coffee could have aside from the... interesting taste. there was more CURIOSITY when it came to other aspects. “like us.” he repeated, mostly in thought. because despite of living in a century where vampires were ABUNDANT.  it was not every day he met someone so open and accepting of it. ( he could only think of one person, thousands of lifetimes away. ) it still left him... in awe. the attention on the dark beverage in the cup drifted back to her. she appeared to have more control than any other... recently turned vampire he had known. he also was not aware of the fact elizabeth’s sister was someone like him. “how much time has passed since that happened?” he inquired, finally taking a drink from the offered coffee. 
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adjusting to the new world is a CHALLENGE. so many different sounds, and plenty of devices with lights and buttons. ( he broke the last cellphone when he met his other two... versions. he would compel himself another one in the future. ) there were some advantages, he’d say. especially, in the state this city he wounded up on happened to be. the vampire was fortunate enough to compel a nice family who caught him up as best as they could, and wouldn’t you know? murder happened in every corner of the city. not many people seemed to be as terrified as they would be before. he almost felt like the GOLDEN ERA was back. and yet, with metallic contraptions and cemented towers, sebastian prefered the greener parts of this place. ( it also helped so many people with devices stuck in their ears ran through these parts, in case he’d want a snack in between his search of solitude. ) what he wasn’t expecting was for the mop of hair sitting only a few steps away-- there was always that strange smell of the picture books rubbing on his clothes. ( comic books-- the other would call them. ) “you expect me to run a parade for it, milton? it would be my greatest honor.” there is the MOCKERY in his tone as he speaks to him. “how about this for an announcement?” and just like that-- a quick flick to the ear. sebastian wondered if he would even feel the difference and the change in events. his best bet would be.... NO. 
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chocolate hues are scanning out at the vicinity of the area from the bridge ,  it’s worlds away from mystic falls  —-  the only reason he’d wandered his way into town was to find his friends  . he’d not realised where they all were ,  not until recently  —–  but he’s set at ease knowing he can find them now  ,  check in and make sure they’re okay  .  the difference is that this place was huge  ,  a lot more HEARTBEATS that he couldn’t block out  ,  or the strong aroma of blood hot in his nostrils  ,  a delicious temptation that he can’t give in to  .  he doesn’t want to  —-  no  ,  he can’t be THAT person  .  a MONSTER  .  he’d managed to get to the bridge just for some quiet  ,  thankfully it wasn’t the golden gate bridge  ,  no this one was a lot more reserved and tucked away  .  he’s sat on the edge of the foot path  ,  feet dangling  .  head is snapping up from the view  ,  a figure that he can see in his peripheral vision distracting him  ,  and he’s sighing  —-  so much for SOME peace and quiet  ,  what he’d do for his bedroom at the school right now  . “  it’s not cool to sneak up on a dude  ,  man  .  at least ANNOUNCE your presence  .  ” of course  ,  it  wasn’t like he didn’t hear them coming  ,  but still  .  manners cost nothing  ,  yet some fools forgot about that  —-  and he wasn’t in the mood for company  .  not unless it was someone he cared about  .
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a snort comes compressed between her lips. “ elizabeth. ” she repeats the word in near mockery. she can’t say she’s ever encountered someone who just decides to call her that ( parents and their scolding tones do not count ). all the more reasons to add onto what appears to be a piling …  fascination of sorts. the fact that he’s obviously a looker drew her in first. and now—— here’s the anchor. his grip is on her hand and she narrows the space between them, gaze not quite faltering off his figure. she’s amused. and, maybe a few years back, she would’ve even been FLOORED ( killing your own sister changes someone ). “ did you go to the shakespeare school of calling someone hot? ” the corners of her mouth angle upward as she leans in, just slightly ;  just for there to be a sense of their breaths mingling with each other. “ i like ravishing. ”
her expression is noted-- there is a lack of words for the thought that he finds her full name more ENTICING. ( there are things of more value, right now. ) like the way he’s holding her and they are on the same wavelength. sebastian has more courtesy when it comes to this, but there’s an important factor. quick glances in the past, coincidences of the same place and the same time. as shown NOW. different dimension. ( he would take that as courting. ) a slow grin makes a way through his lips at her words. “calling you HOT would not compare.” they’re so close now-- his free hand slowly trails a finger from the back of her hand until he reaches her neck. sebastian has always been a teaser, and this is no exception as he lets their lips linger for only a couple of seconds-- the air around them like STATIC. 
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        there’s  a  part  of  him  that  finds  this  incredibly  amusing.  not  one,  but  two  doppelgangers  wearing  his  face  ?   what  were  the  chances  of  that  ?   yet  as  intriguing  as  he  finds  the  concept,  he  also  registers  it  as  a  problem.   if  these  two  idiots  get  themselves  into  any  trouble,  he’ll  be  the  one  who  could  potentially  pay  the  price  for  it.  given  that  he  has  enough  enemies  of  his  own,  he  surely  doesn’t  need  any  more.   so  he  sighs,  undoes  the  fastenings  on  his  sleeves  so  he  can  roll  them  up.    murder  wasn’t  always  on  the  agenda  for  the  day,  but  he  can  improvise  when  the  occasion  strikes  him.     “  i  have  every  intention  of  killing  the  both  of  you, ”    he  explains,  a  wry  smile  on  his  face  as  he  points  between  the  two  of  them.    “  but  for  curiosity  sakes,  let’s  talk  this  out  first.   you’re  the  same  person,  yet  somehow  from  different  timelines. ”    he  shouldn’t  be  that  surprised;    he  had  run  into  an  older,  more  annoying,  version  of  his  boyfriend  this  past  week.   they’d  killed  him  too,  without  any  known  ramifications,  so  that’s  a  plus.    he’d  hate  to  rip  both  of  their  hearts  out,  only  to  keel  over  himself. 
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        at  the  question  from  the  second  other  him,  he  decides  to  answer  it.   there’s  no  harm,  considering  he  intends  on  killing  them  both.   “  the  name’s  vuras,  but  you  can  call  me  v. ”     he  smirks,  hands  settling  on  his hips.   “  —  but  i’m  just  a  parasite,  you  could  say. ”   his  eyes  flash  red,  demonic  in  nature.   it’s  an  easy  explanation  to  a  series  of  complicated  questions.   “   this  vessel  used  to  be  ever  elsey.   annoying  little  sprite,  from  avalon,  wouldn’t  know  fun  if  it  bit  him  in  the  ass.    dead  now,  i’m  afraid;   murdered  by  the  boyfriend’s  father. ”     he  winces,  a  yikes  expression  on  his  face.   “  which,  thank  you  for  the  reminder,  i’m  still  irritated  about. ”     oh  he  might  have  forgotten,  other  things  on  his  mind,  but  he’d  never  really let  it  go.   he  can  hold  a  grudge  like  the  best  of  them.   “   so  while  i’ve  lost  a  few  tricks  up  my  sleeve,   the  arsenal’s  not  completely  depleted. ”       with  a  smile  he  throws  his  hands  up,   knocks  both  sebastian’s  to  their  feet  with  his  telekinesis.    not  an  offensive  move,  but  a  show  of  powers.   (  his  superiority  complex  knows  no  limits.  )
the alternate version was quicker to catch up-- it didn’t take him long to figure out that the one they were facing was someone else ENTIRELY. ( minus the guyliner, it was a completely different person wearing his own face. ) he’d give him point for murdering intentions, something he amusedly smirked at. whereas boxed sebastian didn’t seem AS amused by the implications.   “congratulations, you’re not a complete idiot.” yes, he had overheard that one. ( perhaps he felt certain DISLIKE for the one who wasn’t a version of himself now that the truth was revealed. ) at the moment, he feels like he should be the sebastian in charge. 
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sebastian is trying to wrap his head around of what’s happening and he LISTENS to both of them, decided on having to draw his own conclusions. there is the PAIN that up to that moment sebastian had been ignoring. ( it was only ironic that this other version of himself who seemed to know just as much as he did, was the one to bring out the reminder. ) his eyes widened though as the other’s face morphed into a DEMONIC stance. when his back hit the ground it took him a moment to get back on his feet when he met the eyes of the other head locking the demon from behind. “come one, BOXBASTIAN. help me destroy this impostor.”  he heard the other say, but what he had failed to feel was the building rash in his wrist and the exploding headache making him lose her balance for a moment as his hands went up to press at his temples. “what-- what is this SORCERY? what are you doing?” whoever it was from the two of them, and instead with a surge of energy, he sped up and pushed forward colliding against the two of them. 
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sebastian didn’t mean to be sitting HERE. one thing lead to another, and he could easily pass as an exchange student of some sort. he didn’t even have to talk too much. and then, there he was sitting right in front of JOSIE. sebastian knew who she was, how could he not? he knew things he had to know. “helps for what?” the topic of COFFEE did pique his interest, though. his easy smile soon showed on his face as he gave a slow nod. “i would love one. thank you.” 
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  There was something so T E S T I N G about the minute issues that seemed to simmer to the surface when you remained as nothing more than a heightened version of yourself, something that perhaps was only outweighed in attempting to MASTER the very nature that wanted so badly to throw her into another challenging loop (and she’d let it, if she didn’t have anything to hold her back). “It’s kinda weird but the coffee just really helps,” she offered with a degree of kindness. “So I can make you a cup too…if you want?”
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“ fortunately for me, ” she chimes in repetition. “ how presumptuous. ” that’s what she says, but she thinks it does sound lucky. it runs more on a hunch, but she thinks she recognizes danger when she sees it ( she’s not the little girl who ADORED her sister anymore ). her gaze falls briefly down to his hand, committing the name to memory, and when her eyes snap back again, her fingers coil around his hand. “ lizzie. ” a small, barely there lift of the corners of her lips  —  and when she releases her grip and retracts her hand, her index finger leaves a lingering stroke in its wake.
“would you say it’s otherwise?” sebastian knew the answer. it wasn’t just his OVERLY CONFIDENT stance but every single thing the blonde did. the way their gazes lingered on the other was a clear telltale sign on that. the attraction was undeniable. yet it was merely a small game of something akin to control. ( if he was sure, he would say she’s equal ) “lovely to meet you, elizabeth.” two could play that game, he figured. just about as she finished the trail on his palm, sebastian took the chance to hold it back pulling her closer. “i was told the outskirts had the best views--. i am satisfied to know there are more RAVISHING than how i imagined them to be.” 
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         “  congratulations  —  you’re  not  a  complete  idiot. ”   he’s  unimpressed  by  the  little  push,  crowds  in  a  little  closer;   just  enough  to  be  unsettling.   he  already  knew  there  was  someone  else  running  around  with  this  face,  thanks  to  a  little  blonde  birdie  who’d  been  more  than  happy  to  fill  in  the  blanks.   he  hadn’t  been  fortunate  enough  to  meet  him  yet  though  and  was  surprisingly  intrigued  by  the  striking  similarities.   it  wasn’t  just  a  strong  resemblance.   they  were  identical.    if  you  put  a  little  more  eyeliner  on  the  other  one,  it  would  be  like  staring  into  a  mirror.    how  interesting.      “  judging  by  the  accent,  and  the  fact  that  you  have  some  semblance  of  fashion  sense,  i’ll  assume  you’re  not  a  reincarnation  of  ever  elsey. ”    there’s  always  the  possibility  he  could  be  a  twin  —  though  that  seemed  unlikely  —  or  another  of  evander’s  bastards,  but  again  it  was unlikely.   “  so  tell  me, ”     he  purses  his  lips  together,  cocks  his  head  to  the  side.   “  why  do  you  look  like  me  ? ”    
there’s only a lift of his eyebrows in a less than amused manner-- the other leaning in closer wasn’t funny. ( it wasn't as enticing if sebastian himself wasn’t the one doing it ). but this near to each other, sebastian could tell they were basically COPIES.  doppelgangers-- the first thought running through his head. he remembered hearing about those in the past. but with what he knew, it was impossible for the other to be one. “i do not recognize this beloved EVER you speak of,” and it wasn’t until his final question was posed that sebastian’s face finally cracked into a mocking grin. HE should be the one asking, but alas. “oh, yes. you see, i would tell you--” he started with a rather nonchalant tone as he picked up the fallen phone and shoved it in his pocket ( he’d deal with the pop-ups later. or maybe other him would help, who knew. ) “if i had not spent the last couple centuries,” a dramatic clear of is throat,  “IN A BOX.” 
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"A BOX, you say?” sebastian interrupted whatever was going between what he assumed to be another version of himself and... another? please, he wasn’t an idiot. he could easily hear what had been going on around the city and to say that he was interested was definitely an understatement. not that he’d freely go around looking for his other versions but the familiar voice as he took his midnight snack was more than enough. “not even if my WILDEST DREAMS would i had thought two copies of me going at it would ever turn into a reality. PLEASE, do not pay attention to my presence. continue.” though, despite his words, a couple of seconds later and he was right in front of them yet again. “yes, just excuse me for ONE moment. satisfy my curiosities.” a point in the obviously outdated version, “so YOU got shoved in the coffin. let me guess, she didn’t make it.” it was a BITTER and TOUCHING matter-- yet sebastian barely felt it anymore. it was more conscious than actually emotional after so long.  only then did he turn to the unlabeled sebastian, “what does that make YOU?”
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learning to adjust to this new ERA was a challenge. ( fortunately for him, he liked challenges. ) he had already perfected his STARBUCKS ORDER. he now had a phone ( stolen by one of the men he fed on ) and started to learn how to use the contraption. there were still a lot of things he needed to learn, like... how to stop random notifications popping on the screen. HE DIDN’T WANT THOSE-- but that would be the least of his problems when suddenly he felt his back hit a surface, and as he focused on the person before him, he did a double-take: why was he looking at HIMSELF? “well, hello there.” his hands found the other’s collar and gave a push to give some distance. “i know for a fact you are NOT me.” @vurasisms​
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sebastian wasn’t a fool-- he knew by now this wasn’t the city he had been the previous night. in fact, he was starting to doubt his reality was the same. he’s been hearing the whispers and theories around. it’s not like he has to worry about anything. situations were merely that when he happened to find the brighter side. ( as ironic as that might seem. it was after all, HIS brighter side as opposed to others. ) vampires came and went, it was almost like an infestation and this point. sebastian couldn’t help but wonder for a second if this, if there had been MORE what could have stopped humans from growing PARANOID. ( well, he gave them a reason soon after cassandra’s demise. ) a slow clap. dramatic? yes. he dabbed on that. “i’ll give you points for SAVAGERY. not so much on the excess of words. what are you trying to do? sweeten their ear?” 
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things had taken a sharp turn,  maybe she didn’t expect to be in a different location when she left a bar she’d been drinking at  —-  one minute she was in chicago and the next,  somewhere unrecognisable.  but she’s got too much else on her mind to care,  probably some fucking magic screwing things up.  she’d come across witches before,  not often,  thankfully.  they had their uses.  no,  instead she has something much more appetising on her mind,  she had to taste the bouquet the town had on tap,  and that was why she held the person before her in a vice like grip,  not a single CARE in the entire world.  “  now you,  you’re going to help quench the thirst that this shitty little night has left me with,  with ANY luck, you’ll be just as delicious as i hope.  don’t scream.  ”  she compels,  the smirk that’s laid on her features curls back,  fangs protruding as a growl leaves her throat and she darts forward to plunge fangs into their neck.  she never WANTED this life,  but she wasn’t in a position to even be bothered anymore,  as someone without emotions, it was perfect.
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“ until proven otherwise, it’s called the TRUTH. ” or overcompensation. who knows at this point, honestly? she hasn’t been able to separate her emotions in a couple of years. she’s just a perpetual bleh mix of everything. of nonsense. ( of crazy. ) his lingers, her gaze lingers, and she decides she can get out of her cozy car for this. she steps out, fingers trailing along the edge of the car as takes a SLOW stride in advancement toward him. “ nice everything. ” maybe she IS a narcissist, because she feels like it’s not really the car he’s ogling. not that it matters. she has eyes. and thoughts. and boldness.
“fortunately for you. i have never been good at LAWS.” or rules, but going around stating how much he breaks rules just happens to be absolutely boring. he’s not some teenager who’s starting to go through his phase of rebellion. she’s quick to catch on and just like that they’re on a same page. the curiosity strikes on if they would continue come that page is tuened. “i believe we have not formally met.” their close now. enough that either could make a move to try and snap the other’s neck. it is only a matter of choice and agility-- but that is the last thing across sebastian’s mind in that very moment. he knows he’s not looking to do that, and something tells him. ( perhaps the fact she seems to be as interested in this little encounter, that she wouldn’t do it either. )  he extends his hand, in what seems a mock formality. he’s not a complete savage ( on special occasions. this one is fitting. ) “SEBASTIAN.” 
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We loved with a love that was more than love.
Edgar Allan Poe, Annabel Lee (via booksqouted)
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