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[mozzalu]

Meet Kimi Umeda! (25, she/her)

My most recent OC, she was born two days ago to be exact.

[cabinofimagines]

Friendly Welcome -(Annabeth Chase xF!Reader)

A/N: I did this for Christmas and the gays -Danny

Words: 697

Request: Annabeth x female reader where she goes to the readers home state of nh and meets all of her friends and they’re all goofballs and kinda crazy and annie is shook but it’s cute X

“Gods, I’m so cold!” Y/N shivered, walking out of the cab.

“I told you to put on a warmer jacket!” Annabeth said worryingly, pulling her suitcase out of the car. “Help me with the bags and I promise to make you hot cocoa once we’re home, okay?”

Both girls grabbed her bags and thanked the driver, as soon as he left, they huddled closer together and walked over to Y/N’s house.

“Okay so first you changed into something warmer–”

“Once inside the house I won’t be as cold, don’t be silly...”

“I don’t want you to get sick, because if you get sick then I’ll have to be left alone with your family and you know I can be a bit awkward sometimes–”

“I promise I’ll be fine, it’s not like I’m swimming in the snow, am I–?”

As soon as Y/N said it, a massive snowball hit her side.

“Ouch!” She turned around. “What the hell was that?”

“My bad!” Said a girl, stepping out of some bushes. “Oh, Y/N! You’re back! That’s awesome– HEY EVERYONE, STOP IT Y/N’S HERE!”

Annabeth looked around in shock as at least ten people walked out of their hiding spots, all of them covered in thick layers of clothing.

“You must be Y/N’s girl, right?” The same girl from a moment before asking her, reaching to shake her hands. “Y/N has told us lots about you. Sorry for the rough welcoming, but you’re standing in the middle of our battlefield, you see...”

“What?” Annabeth looked around, Y/N laughed.

“Oh yeah, every year we make this snowball fight but we hide so no one can see where we are and it’s harder to take others down this way.”

“How do you win?”

“If you manage to take down the others without being seeing, of course,” A boy said, coming to a stop next to Y/N. “So, are you going to introduce us, Y/N?”

The girl started to introduce every member of the group to Annabeth and she did her best to keep track, once done they helped them carry their bags until they reached Y/N’s house.

“So you guys want to join us? We’re eating pizza downtown, Cassie is taking us in her truck and all”

“Oh, uh,” Y/N looked at Annabeth with questioning eyes.

“I... er, sure,” Annabeth replied anxiously. “If you’re okay with me tagging along...”

“Are you kidding? We’d love to get to meet you!” Said a girl with curly black hair. “being Y/N’s girlfriend must be a handful, we want the tea.”

“The tea?” Annabeth asked.

“You know, spill the beans on her awkward moments?” said a boy.

“Funny stories?” added another person.

“Embarrassing stuff?” ended Cassie.

“Oh,” Annabeth said with a little amused frown. “I guess I could tell you about the archery lesson that went wrong last week–”

“Don’t you dare!” Y/N blushed furiously.

The rest of the group spoke up and tried to complain, but Y/N hushed them.

“Okay, okay! I’m tired right now, let me go get changed into warmer clothes and let Annabeth breathe for a moment, alright?” She grabbed Annabeth’s hand and pulled her into the house. “See you guys in a few minutes!”

The group talked all at once and waved goodbye as they ran back outside, going to their original hiding spots and continuing their game.

“Wow,” said Annabeth, looking at the scene from a window. “Your friends have a lot of energy at ten in the morning.”

“I’m pretty sure they’re high or something...” Y/N joked. “Don’t let them fool you, they’re crazy.”

“They’re kind of cool,” Annabeth smiled. “They had to be, if they’ve been your best friends for years.”

“That’s sweet,” Y/N scrunched up her nose. “You know, you can go outside and play with them while I get ready...”

Annabeth cupped her cheeks and placed a sweet kiss on her lips, smiling down at her.

“I think I rather stay here with you. But I meant it about going to get pizza with them, if you want us to?”

“There’s nothing else I’d rather do,” Y/N replied.

[yurtletheturtlehenderson]

Dating Beverly Marsh Would Include...

Requested: [I'm sorry I can't remember who requested this or if this was an anon, I'm sorry!] Hey, could I request some headcanons about dating Beverly? (Also if you could add in the reader having homophobic parents 💕)

Warnings: obviously there will be homophobia, [at the end so people can skip if they need to read safely 😊] specifically from the readers parents so please feel free to skip if need be. And remember my blog is a safe space 💕 oh yeah theres also plenty of grammar/spelling errors i'm sure

A//n: This was WAY longer than I anticipated. I just kept coming up with more stuff and holy crap I love writing Bev x readers???? Please request more Bev Edit: this was in my drafts forever and again as much as i have been trying to get requests out in order, it's been pretty tough but at least this way stuff gets out sooner so here ya go.

Okay

First of all..

Y'all make the CUTEST COUPLE, OKAY?!

Like no joke

You know that cliche about girls stealing their boyfriends hoodies/clothes??

Well that goes for both of you and you both are always swapping clothes cause you both love each other's sense of style

Plus, ya know, it's got that great boyfriend girlfriend smell

It's cheesy and played out, but it's honestly so wholesome, and again, you guys each have an interest in each others senses of styles

If you're bigger than her, and her clothes don't necessarily fit you, pfffttt no big deal, she had a million blankets that smelled like her and then you two got together and now she can only find like,, two. But that doesn't mean she doesn't love stealing your clothes!! They're baggier on her but oH MY GOODNESS DOES SHE LOVE THAT. She just loves being able to completely immerse herself in your stuff. Especially when she isn't feeling safe in her own home and you aren't around, the best thing for her is to wrap herself in her your stuff and be comforted by you. Uggh, its hella sweet

But let's start from the beginning...

Both of you knew about each other from school

You definitely heard the many rumors about "Beaver-ly Marsh"

Not that you participated, but you were always overhearing rumors from gossiping girls and bragging boys in your class

Your school wasn't huge but it wasn't small either

But it was kill or be be killed, and rumors spread like the damn plague

It was inevitable

And it was just a matter of time before you overheard the several rumors of the "slut" who did it with every guy in school.

You'd roll you're eyes at the word and the ridiculous insinuations, knowing the massively overplayed game of telephone that ruled your school was not necessary the most credible source of information

And you were positive there were rumors about you, I mean, it really wasn't possible to go to that school without a rumor going around

Everyone had one

Anyways, you never paid much attention to them, but then you met her...

And oh no.

Immediately, it was:

You already never paid much mind to the rumors, but when you got to know each other??

Nuh uh.

No way

Not Beverly

No no no no, no

She was way too sweet, and shy, and beautiful, and awesome, and funny, annnd oh no the damn butterflies were back and shit she made you feel things

And you??

Bevery had no clue she was into girls until you came along...

You were her gay awakening and her being so used to all those nasty things people said about her and all those boys??

Even though it wasn't true, any of it, she still always expected that eventually one day she'd get her first boyfriend, to love and cuddle with and everything normal

Again, then you came along and her heart was all like

BOOM BOOM BEECH

You both danced around each other a lot. Seeing as you were two precious little gay beans that lived in a conservative town in the 80s, it wasn't exactly the most accepting environment and you guys didn't know if the other was into girls at all

On both sides it was "does she like me or is she just really laid back and friendly???"

It took way too long to figure out you were both into each other

If I'm being completely honest here, y'all were like the female reddie

Two girls who became best friends and always bickered like crazy to hide your feelings

The way you two found out you had feelings for one another was bumpy and awkward but silly and cute nonetheless

It came off in a passing comment that just slipped out

The two of you were having a sleepover like you did every Friday night you were available

and you two were laying on her bedroom floor talking about anything and everything staring at the ceiling

Her radio was playing in the background and the two of you were surrounded by various snacks you had been munching on all throughout the night and the conversation drifted to gossip about your peers at school

It went a little something like this:

Y: "Did you see so and so today??"

B: "Yes!!"

Y: *laughing* "Yeah, what the hell was that?"

B: I have no idea what goes on in her head...

B: but I guess I gotta give her some credit, she's always super confident and I'm like, 90% sure that's what makes her the most desirable girl in the 8th grade"

Y: "I guess that makes sense"

B: "I do wish I had her confidence. Maybe I'd have better luck romantically"

Y: "Oh please, like you need that. You're infinitely more attractive than her"

B: "What?"

Y: *panicked* "What?"

B: *slowly sits up with smug ass smirk on her lips* are you saying you find me... attractive?"

Y: ..."what?" *sweating*

B: *still smirking* "Wait,"

Y: "WhAT?"

B: *stILL smirking* "do you-?"

Y: *full on gay panic* "No!"

B: *smirking and blushing*

B: *lays back down* "well, I think you're pretty attractive yourself, if it's any consolation"

She's still so nervous though so it comes out in a whisper

She's 99 percent certain you just accidentally revealed your crush to her but her heart was p o u n d i n g anyway

What if it just came out wrong and that's why you panicked???

Had she just revealed her crush to you by mistake???

But no

You both were a blushing mess and it did not go unnoticed by either one of you

You're hands kinda accidently brushed and you both just had a heart attack on the spot

But the connection you two had that night

You both just... knew

You guys kinda just... happened

After that you both were aware you liked each other

But it was kind of unspoken

At first

It's not like you guys never talked about it, but you two definitely became more touchy and flirty

Holding hands when no one was looking

Shortly before you guys happened and before that night, she had introduced you to losers and they just totally accepted you as one of their own

You got along especially well with Richie (wonder why)

But Bev wasn't too happy about this particular fact...

Especially after you two got together

She wasn't necessarily jealous, especially cause she already had a sneaking suspicion about his feelings for another loser, but because he took up a lot of her time with you

But then, to her chagrin, Richie found out about you two

the eight of you were hanging out in the clubhouse, and Ben had to make some adjustments so him and the others left momentarily to help him get the resources

Except you, and Bev

You two volunteered to hold down the fort [literally]

aaaaaaand you two wanted to have a few minutes alone together too,

Nothing scandalous or anything like that, but you two didn't get be close around the losers

Then Richie returned way earlier than expected [turns out he was doing more harm than good and they sent him back]

He was just outside the entrance and he overheard you two

"I wish we could tell them,"

"I know. And it's not that I don't think they'll accept us, it's-" *sigh* "I'm just not ready... I'm sorry"

"Don't be. It's okay, we can tell them when we're both good and ready."

"Thank you, Y/n."

Richie just kinda stood there thinking about what he just heard

I mean, it made sense, you guys were really close, but then again, that's just how he thought all girls were

But everything else kinda made more sense the more he thought about it

And, it honestly reminded him of him and Eddie

More specifically, how he felt about his best friend

Now naturally this was a very emotional moment, but Richie Tozier being Richie Tozier wasn't about to waltz in there and give some sappy speech about he accepts you guys and he's here for you no matter what

No, no, no

He laid down on the forest floor, sticking his head in the clubhouse scaring the shit out of you two and said

"You guys should really be more quiet, Ben may be a suspiciously good overnight kid architect sensation but he has yet to soundproof this baby"

He then stuck his arm inside the clubhouse, patting the ceiling, shaking a couple spiders loose from his his hand in disgust

"Richie...!"

You two jumped apart and you about nearly shit your pants

"Relax, I'm not gonna tell anyone,"

You both were startled as hell and absolutely disgruntled but the two of you looked at each other, simultaneously breathing a sigh of relief

He got up and joined you two in the clubhouse, and began lounging in his usual spot in the hammock, arms behind his head

"So, this means you two are both into girls, huh?"

Once again, you looked at one another and back at him, nodding shyly

He plastered on the most mischievous smirk you had ever seen and nodded his head, his huge eyes squinting slightly from behind his glasses

"niceee"

This of course was followed by simultaneous eye rolls, Bev even threw her gum wrapper at him but you laughed

It was a relieved laugh

Here you were, exposed and unintentionally outed to Richie "Trashmouth" Tozier and sure enough his reaction was "nICE"

It was honestly a relief and kinda hilarious

You guys just kinda broke out into laughter

It was nice moment

***TRIGGER WARNING FOR [PARENTAL] HOMOPHOBIA BELOW***

And for a while, everything was great. That was, until your parents began to take note just how much time you were spending with Bev

They kept an eye on it at first

Then they started asking questions

You knew this day would come one way or another

Hell, you grew up with them after all, you knew what they thought about people like you and it broke your heart

It terrified you

And it's exactly what you heard every night when you tried to fall asleep, their voices speaking to you clear as day; how disgusted they were. They weren't really there of course and it wasn't until you became a loser that you found out what that voice was...

The point is, your deepest fear was being realized so you did what you could do

Lie

And it seemed to work. Briefly

Your mother had come in to check on you two for the fifth time - usually she checked on you two four times since their suspicions - and found you two snuggled up on top of your sleeping bags

Your mother screamed, scaring the crap out of you guys and you jumped apart

Your mother was thrown into hysterics and went to fetch your father, wailing like a damn baby

Needless to say that night was a long one for everyone

And as if things couldn't get any worse, just days later you found out that Beverly had been taken by It

Immediately, every doubt, every fear, every inkling of shame your parents and your community had drilled into you was forgotten and all that mattered was getting her back

You and your friends literally went through hell to get her back

Needless to say it was a terrifying ordeal but you all had each other's backs and everyone came out okay

When you left Neibolt, you and Beverly were hand in hand

You couldn't give a flying fck about it, you just fought a shape-shifting demon clown you could face your small minded parents

And more importantly you knew even if your parents didn't support you, you had other people who did that and that was enough

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Hope you enjoyed, sorry it's so long and again this is out of order of who requested it so I'm sorry to those of you who had stuff in before this, but I've just been stuck for too long and I needed to get things moving again. Anyways, I hoped you guys like this and again, omg I love writing Beverly!!! I would not be offended if you guys asked for more Bev fics/hc when I open up requests again

[winterknight1087]

Flower from the Fae (ch 3)

Chapter Title:  Blooming in the Sunrise

Summary: Virgil likes plants, but when he goes to investigate a plant his friend, Remy, tells him about, he doesn’t exactly check out the plant. Little does he know that the handsome man he meets there is a fairy who is about to challenge the world Virgil knows.

Word Count: 2207

Chapter Warnings: anxious thoughts, mention of fighting

Pairings:  Eventual Romantic LAMP, Moxiety

AO3 Link      My Writing

A/N: this is chapter 3, so read the first chapter here!

Patton sat at the base of the sequoia, watching the sky become lighter. This was his favorite part of the day. Birds happily chirped to one another, the early morning dew made the grass almost sparkle, and even the sky turned magnificent colors. Of course, Patton wasn’t paying too much attention to it today. He was picking at the bottom of his dress.

It was his favorite dress by far: it stopped at his knees and when he wiggled, the dress would move with him. It was a pretty shade of blue. It had been the dress he wore when he had met Logan, and eventually Roman. His wings were hidden away with just a dash of magic so that anyone looking at the young fairy wouldn’t know that he wasn’t human. Even Patton’s giant circle glasses had received special care for this meeting: a nice polishing and deep cleaning from a flustered Logan.

He wanted to make a good impression on this human, not just for himself but for LoLo. He loved meeting people, but Logan had fallen hard for this human, so Pat wanted to make sure that he didn’t mess with that for the socially-awkward scholar. Pat smiled, thinking about how Logan had gushed about this intelligent boy. At least until a voice cut through the calm morning.

“Remy, I swear! I’m not dropping however much on some shirt I’d wear only once when I could use that money on expanding the greenhouse. Yes, I am aware... No, I do not care about your hurt fashionista ego. I am not contributing to your caffeine addiction either, Remy. I got to go... No, I don’t see anyone… I’m done listening to you whine, that’s why! Talk to you later.”

Virgil groaned as he turned his phone onto vibrate. It was too early in the morning for Remy to be griping about his wardrobe. He sighed as he looked around. Patton was very aware of the human but remained hidden on the other side of the giant tree, suddenly nervous to meet him. Virgil became focused on the tree though.

“Oh no, I didn’t see that yesterday.” He said softly to the tree, moving over. “Of course, I didn’t see much other than… Whatever, that’s not important to you, huh, big guy? Let’s get rid of some of those dead bark scraps so you can heal properly.”

Other than some scraping sounds, it was fairly quiet. Virgil started to hum, finding the silence to be a bit unnerving. Patton found himself falling for this unseen human already and quickly realized just how badly Logan had fallen for him as well. Patton was almost terrified to show himself now, for fear of the other not liking him.

“There we go. You should heal a lot faster now, old guy. I may even have some yummy fertilizer for you. Let me see.”

Patton’s heart was a mess. Of course, this being has some fertilizer for some random tree!

“Oh, um… Hello?” the voice pierced Patton’s thoughts.

Both look over each other and realized that they were screwed. Patton realized just how accurate Logan had been; Patton’s heart was thundering as his eyes took in this very attractive human. On the other hand, Virgil was wondering just how many more hot men were going to randomly appear on this random hill and why is this was his life and whether this was all some elaborate plan by Remy and/or Dee.

“Sorry! I was lost in thought! You must be Anx! LoLo told me about you! I’m Pat, he/him!” Patton jumped to his feet, excitedly.

“Uh… Yeah… Nice to meet you, Pat.”

Pat hummed cheerfully as he moved a bit out of Virgil’s way. He caught the silent message and continued to sprinkle the fertilizer around the giant tree. He knew it wasn’t much for such a huge tree, but it would be a little bit of help, at least. Yet, his thoughts were running, wondering how much this hot stranger had heard him say. He was used to speaking to plants, but most people thought it was odd.

“I can hear your thoughts from here and that makes it official. I am now adopting you and will physically fight you if I hear one more negative thought from that head of yours.” Patton stated, arms folded and a small pout on his face.

Virgil couldn’t stop the laugh that escaped him. “You sound like one of my friends, Emile.”

“If I sound like one of your friends, then you must be used to it and so I will go full-on dad mode and fight you for thinking badly about my child!”

“I wish you luck with that, Pat.”

Patton could still feel the negative thoughts coming from the human. All he wanted to do was to yank the guy into a tight hug, wrap him up in his wings and cuddle the anxious bean until the thoughts were gone. Yet, Patton couldn’t do that as Logan had told him that he had made no indication that this poor human had walked straight into a fairy circle and was dealing with actual fairies.

What he could do was distract him, though. “Lo told me that you were looking for a plant! Do you know what kind it was? There isn’t all that much to look at up here.”

“Oh… right…” this man is going to be the end of him. “One of my other friends told me that they saw a purple flowering plant up here.”

Patton hummed as he plopped himself on the ground in front of the grass. “Come, watch!”

Virgil’s brain didn’t even think about questioning the request. He sat down on the ground right next to Patton. The fairy fought to keep a squeal in as he pointed at the patch of grass they were sitting in front of. Virgil carefully leaned in and looked over the plant, as Patton looked over the human.

Almost as if the sun were waiting for Virgil to stare at what appeared to be grass, the first tendrils of sun escaped over the horizon. Patton’s heart may have skipped a beat seeing a couple early beams of light touching this mysterious human’s face, but he wasn’t about to let that worry him as Virgil’s mismatched eyes went wide. Before their eyes, the strands of grass bloomed into beautiful purple flowers.

Patton could hear the human muttering. “What is that, kiddo?”

Virgil jumped before relaxing. “Oh, sorry. Wait, kiddo? I’m not a kid?”

Patton couldn’t help but giggle. “You’ve already forgotten that you’ve been adopted? What were you saying?”

“Oh…” Virgil went bright red. “It’s just some things I’d like to note about the plant later in my journal.”

“Ohhhh… Like what?” Patton asked curiously.

“Just things like this plant having Photonasty movement, height, things like that. Bartram’s Ixia is fairly rare; it’s in fact listed as an endangered plant species… but you probably aren’t interested in hearing about the specifics. I’m just a weirdo who enjoys studying plants.”

“Hey, kiddo, what did I say about that negative thinking?”

“Uh…”

“That I will physically fight you for thinking badly about my child!” Patton giggled. “I know I am not as intelligent as LoLo, but I do love learning and I also love plants. I’ve been watching over this little plant since its first bloom here. I’d love to hear specifics about it! LoLo said you were an incredible teacher when you taught him about those cool mushrooms over there!”

Virgil went bright red hearing that but decided to focus on the fact that didn’t send his poor gay heart into a frenzy. “You’ve been watching over these flowers?”

“Yup.” Patton popped the ‘p’ proudly. “They bloomed a couple of weeks ago for the first time and when I asked Lo about them, he did some research and found out that they are dying out, so I’ve kept an eye on them!”

“Oh…” Virgil shifted awkwardly, before suddenly asking. “Since you’ve been watching them, I guess I should ask you if I could study them then?”

Patton blinked, before smiling at him. “Of course, you can, silly! Anyone who wants to protect pretty flowers should be able to study them! Lo said you wanted to take them to someplace where you could keep them out of danger.”

“Well, that would take a little bit of time as I would have to have clearance from the government first. Stuff about ensuring that I have the facilities to properly care for them, no ill intent in tending to them, that sort of thing. If you would rather me not start that process, I totally understand. You’ve been watching over them so it would be wrong of me to do something that you wouldn’t like.”

Patton knew it was a bold move, what with the human panicking and them being strangers, but he reached out and gently pulled the man into a hug. Virgil was shocked but something about the hug felt right. Almost like home in a single person. Patton ran his hand up and down the human’s back, waiting for him to calm down.

“I… uh… Sorry.” Virgil finally said, sitting back.

“Nothing to be sorry about, kiddo! Sometimes everyone just needs a nice hug!” Pat answered. “Now, if you wanted to study the Ixia, you might want to get started! They tend to close up before lunchtime. And while you study them, you should tell me a bunch of cool facts! This way I can go and show LoLo that I can learn things!”

Virgil knit his eyebrows at this as he went to grab his bag. “Does Lo think you aren’t smart?”

“No, he says that RoRo and I have our own intelligence, but Lo is absolutely brilliant! It’s sometimes hard not to think you aren’t that smart when talking with him. He has his heart in the right place though, so it’s OK.”

“RoRo?”

“Oh, Ro is Lo and my third partner! He’s very interested in meeting you, Anx! LoLo was super excited telling us about your discussion yesterday and anyone who can make our precious nerd chatter like that has to be incredible! I should probably warn you though, RoRo can be a bit much. He’s passionate about things he cares about and that tends to be shown in loud bursts of love. One time, Lo was upset about something, I don’t even remember what it was anymore, but Ro’s idea of making things better was publicly trying to fight whatever it… OH! Right! Lo was furious at something he’d read! Ro was shouting in the square for the person who hurt his love to step forward. Lo finally threw the book that angered him at Ro and Ro promptly burned the book.”

Virgil chuckled, which Patton decided he needed to hear at least three more times in the next ten minutes alone. “Great, you three are starting to really sound like my group of friends. Dee has dressed up in some fancy lord costume before just to be able to dramatically pull his glove off and swat me with it for suggesting we get tacos over hamburgers.”

The two of them continued to talk and joke as Virgil gathered physical properties abut the flower. He showed Patton some things that he said he would tell Lo. Patton pulled the stops out of his dad joke and pun repertoire, thrilled to hear more laughs from this man. Not that the other would know, but Patton and Virgil were falling deep for each other. Virgil had the unfortunate ache in his heart knowing that the two men probably weren’t interested in adding someone into what sounded like an already extra group of people.

“Shit…”

“Language!”

“English.”

“Anx!”

Virgil laughed before moving. “I accidentally caught you in the picture.”

“Let me see!”

Virgil turned his camera to the excited man. Patton saw his silly self peeking out from behind the flowers. It was a nice picture of him, but that wasn’t what his eyes decided to focus on. He was shocked to see just how in love he looked while talking with this human. It was the look Roman’s dad insisted showed that how he felt towards Logan and Roman was different from other beings. Obviously, Virgil had to have noticed and now obviously thinks Pat strange.

“Hey, if I’m not allowed to think negatively, neither are you,” Virgil said. “I can easily delete it. No proof of whatever caught your worry.”

Before Patton could come up with anything, Virgil pressed a couple of buttons and showed him a message saying ‘item deleted’. “See, no issue. Sorry for getting ya.”

“It’s no problem, and I didn’t have an issue with having my picture taken,” Patton answered quickly. “It was just a passing thought. Hard to not pause when you notice something about yourself that you wish you were a bit better at hiding.”

That caused the man to pause before quietly saying, with his eyes looking away. “I don’t think you have anything you should hide, Pat.”

This time, Patton couldn’t help but squeal and yank his new friend into a tight hug. Virgil just laughed as he accepted his fate.

Next Chapter

[symphonic-scream]

Good Advice is Hard to Find (Next Gen)

I really can't remember a time without my so called cousins. We're not related at all, and I even have two bio cousins that I see way less, but these people are essentially family at this point. Which made this whole situation much more awkward.

"What do you mean you like Tadashi?" Toshiro squinted at me, putting his old Gameboy down. "Aren't y'all friends? Did you hate him or something?"

"What?" I responded, genuinely concerned that my third year brother is this dense. "No, like, I like him like you like Reo."

He scrunched up his nose, digging his fingers into his wild hair as his ear jacks twisted together. "But we're dating, not friends. Did you mean Ryoko?"

"No, stupid!" I exploded, burying my face in my hands. "I have a crush on Tadashi!"

"Gross." Toshiro muttered, sticking out his tongue at me. "He's like my brother. And you're my brother. That's kinda like theoretical incest."

"Why did I even come to you?" I muttered, making a quick exit. Obviously my older brother was too dense to help me out, so I had to find another option. Luckily, my little pseudo-family wasn't so small.

-

My next attempt was Uraraka Machiko, as she is in a relationship with Tadashi's older sister, Ryoko. She had to be able to help me out.

"Machi?" I asked, knocking on the door to her dorm. The door wasn't locked, but I would have no idea if she was changing or anything. "Are you there?"

"S'open." Her voice called out, obviously layered with sleep. Makes sense, she's never been an early riser. I quickly ducked into her room, only to let out a squeak.

Machi was indeed still in bed, just not barely asleep as I had thought. She was curled around Ryoko, who was typing away on her laptop. Damnit.

"What do you need, Hibiki?" Machi asked, meeting my eyes over her girlfriend's shoulder. They were both fully dressed, so at least the only awkward one was me. Heaven forbid I interrupt something. That would be truly horrendous.

"Nevermind!" I squeaked out, nervously messing with my hair as I backed out the door. "I must've forgotten what I needed! Silly me, oh look at the time! Gotta go bye!"

Two down, and I was no closer to solving my problem. Maybe I was asking the wrong people. They were too close to Ryoko, so maybe I should try someone that isn't best friends or girlfriends with Tadashi's older sister.

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The Midoriya twins were the next most available option, as they were just a floor up. Another benefit to the UA dorm system. A quick knock on Hatsuko's door, and I was in.

Hirano Junko, her girlfriend, was there, but it looked like the two girls had been playing Smash before I entered, and neither were related to Tadashi, so this was already much more successful than my last attempt. Sachiko was also there, which was an added bonus.

"What's up, Little Jirou?" Hatsuko called, starting up a new match.

"I actually need some advice." I admitted, taking a seat in the abandoned desk chair. "Relationship advice."

"My strong point!" Hatsuko laughed, nudging Junko with her foot. "Better not ask this one though, she's awful at it!"

Junko rolled her eyes, ending their match with one final move. "My, what strong fantasies you've been having."

The two laughed away, so I turned my attention to Sachiko. She was sitting on her sister's bed, English notes spread across the bed sheets. "Can you help me out, Sachi?"

"Sure thing." She nodded, taking off her glasses and rubbing her eyes tiredly. How long had she been studying? "What seems to be your problem?"

"Well, I think I like Tadashi, but he's my best friend, and we've known each other since we were babies."

"I didn't hear a problem in there." Junko adds, looking over from her bean bag. "Sounds like you like your boy there, Jirou."

"That's the problem." I sulked, hanging my head in shame. "He's my best friend, and there's no way for this to end with everything staying the same between us."

"Isn't that good?" Hatsuko asked, coming over to sit on her desk. "You like him, and he probably does too, so you guys just like date."

"It's not that simple." I muttered, playing with the beaded bracelet on my wrist, specifically the black and red bead labeled with a white T. "If he doesn't like me and I tell him, our friendship becomes awkward. If it doesn't work out, friendship awkward. There's no option except amnesia that ends with us both staying best friends."

"But you don't want to be friends." Sachiko points out. "You want Tadashi to me more than just your best friend. You want something romantic, not platonic, and you're worried you'll lose the relationship that made you realize your appreciation for him."

"That's exactly it!"

"Just hero up and tell him, little man." Junko huffed, finally joining our ring by sliding up next to Hatsuko on the desk. "Tadashi's a reasonable dude, it's not like he'll hate you."

"It went so well for us!" Hatsuko adds on, laying an exaggerated kiss on her girlfriend's cheek. "Either give up, and move on, or just go for it."

"Thanks guys." I smiled, getting up from my seat. "This was a big help."

I couldn't help but think that I still needed convincing on the matter. Maybe I was being irrational, but when am I not? Maybe a fifth opinion is the best course of action in this case.

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"You're making a big mistake, JH." Hoshiko hums, floating back into her hammock/nest lazily. "We're far from the ones who should be answering your questions."

"I already talked to Toshi, Machi, Hatsuko, Junko, and Sachiko. It's not like you two were my first choice." I roll my eyes, sitting beside Fumiko on the carpet. "Besides, I need insider knowledge."

"Kazuya can give you that." She snarked back. "Or even Hiroki. Neither of them would spill."

"You say that as if we would, darlin." Fumiko laughs, scribbling more background details onto her character sheet for our D&D campaign. "We can help you out, Hibiki, don't worry."

I let out a sigh of relief, letting my posture go slack. "Thanks gals. I just need a closer, outside look on it."

"No worries, outside looks are what I do best." Hoshiko drawls, rocking her bed space. "The way I see it, you should just get it over with and tell him. The boy is very emotionally dense, tell him as it is. Don't wait."

I ponder this for a moment. "You're making sense, I just don't know if I can go through with it."

"Where's the confidence we see in hero training?" Fumiko jokes, nudging my shoulder with her tail. "Put on that Alchemist swagger, boyo. It'll help."

"Is that what you did?"

The two girls laugh, as if the idea that Fumiko embodying her demonic hero personality to ask out Hoshiko is the funniest thing they've ever heard.

"No way!" Hoshiko snickered, smirking at her girlfriend. "I spent weeks during D&D last year leading up to the drunken wedding scene, and it made her snap after that session."

Huh. I guess that makes sense, all things considered. "Well, thanks. I'll let you know how it goes."

All this advice was finally sinking in. Maybe the best course of action really was to Alchemist up and fess up to Tadashi. My dumb gay pining was only going to get worse, after all.

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It's years later, lounging with my new husband on our couch that I realize how dense I'd been. Was I so insecure that I needed seven people to help me make a decision? Well, either way, I was glad I actually built up the courage, otherwise I doubt I'd be where I am now.

[salmon404]

I’m gonna regret posting this but uh have a story

(it doesn’t really have a name so if you think of a name plz plzplz tell me)

Chapter 1

: Long Lost Somethings

Baboom Baboom Baboom The bass was going insane in this song, causing me to bounce around even more than I would normally do. A young man I was dancing with accidentally touched my boob, normally I’d let it slide but he lingered a little too long. So I slapped his hand playfully and gave him a smirk. I turned to another boy and ground my hips against him whilst drinking from my wonderful bottle. From under the haze of vodka I heard the boy from my Last dance call me a slut. Normally I’d let that slide As well, but, I was under the influence so… I beat the shit out of him. I awoke On a couch Not my own, It was probably Some guys, I looked Around and saw I was Surprisingly still at the party. God, I was wasted, I prodded My face remembering the fight, It Appeared I only had a small black eye People were still dancing, I looked around and Remembered that this was my party, and this couch Was mine but covered in everyone's jackets. I saw on The couch across from me there was the boy I beat up, he Was not much older than me, probably a senior, I got him Good… One of his fingers was at an awkward angle… cringing I turned away from the carnage. I tried to sit up but Sera pushed me down. “You got really drunk Svea…” “Lemme up, and I’m sure you know by now, that’s not my name.” “What isn’t? Svea.” Cringing again as she said the name, I turned away. “Please…��� Pity filled Sera’s eyes. “I’m not her anymore, so I don’t need you to say her name, nor do I need your GOD DAMN PITY!” I shoved away the nausea and Sera, and got up. I grabbed a bottle from a nearby counter “I think it's time you leave my party, Fina.” I told her looking over my shoulder slightly but not at her. It was a low blow at what her mum used to call her, but at least she knew her mum had loved her. “Please stop drinking Sam.” Then Serafina walked out the door. Normally I would regret what I said and run after her. There was a lot of stuff I normally did that I didn’t do anymore.

I walked away even though it hurt, She had been drunker than I had ever seen her, her accent so thick I could barely understand her words even without her slurring. Svea truly wasn’t the same person as she used to be, the person I climbed up on top of those bleachers with. I walked through the bushes to the house next door. We were no longer what we were, we weren’t even acquaintances. I didn’t know what we were before, but now… I didn’t know her at all. “How was it?” Myla asked, we had been having a sleepover before the Bjornar party started. “I saw an old friend,” Myla was the only friend I had since coming back from Britain. “You make it sound as if that's a bad thing.” “Yeh…” “What. What happened? Okay, something happened.” “Naw, I’m fine, Just really really really stressed.” I plopped down on the side of the bean bag chair Myla was using. Myla shoved me off so I laid on the floor. And gazed at the pocked ceiling. “Don’t worry, we can figure it out!” “She isn’t t' same person as before.” I moaned dejectedly. “Who was it?” I hesitated but decided to tell her. “ It was… ugh, it was Sam.” “Oh..” I couldn’t understand the look on her face, how did she know who Sam was, I mean she was always pretty popular, but Myla was a new student who knew the last name of maybe a total of ten kids. “Yeh…” “Well, you did miss a lot of st-” “Yeah! I see that,” I suddenly snapped, who was Myla to know anythin' about Jo! She didn’t know her! “Sorry, sorry, I’m just saying that I think you should find out about what you missed before trying to be her friend again.” “How do you know I want t' know her again? Say I did though, want to be her friend again, I should find everythin' out from her. N' sorry I snapped, I’m just really stressed. ” It was hard to stay angry when everything was this sad. “It’s ok, and I can tell by the way you said really three times. So what I was saying is that she will not trust you anytime soon, if you did want to be her friend again. Shit happened, I heard she's basically an orphan now. She drinks. Hangs out with like all the bad people. She’s got a drug addict as a best friend. You’ve seen her.” She made a hand gesture, that I was pretty sure meant I have a ton of other gossip about her, but I’m guessing you don’t really wanna hear it now, but don’t worry I will find someway to gossip with you soon, Damn, how can someone convey a whole compound sentence with just their hands? Without using ASL of course. But I hadn’t heard about any of this “What happened? And how d' ye know this about her? Last I checked you never talked to Sam.” “Honestly, everyone’s heard the rumors about her, even the new kids like me. Also we have band together!” She smiled cheekily, I sighed. I originally wanted to avoid her when I came back. But she was a black hole. Also it’s kinda hard to avoid her when we have nearly all our classes together, pass each other all the time in the halls, and live next door. “Ehhhh…” I moaned “...Maybe I should’ve just stayed in Britain.” “Then you wouldn’t of met me! Silly!” I laughed and we went to our sleeping bags. It was hard not t' be optimistic with Myla, but tears still pricked my eyes as I listened to the bass thumping through our neighbourhood... I didn’t know what to do. I had spent two whole years trying to forget about Svea, Sam. And now here I was, already basically stalking her and trying to figure out how to get her to like me again. I deserved her hatred though, I abandoned her. The splotchy purple designs around my room did nothing to calm me, and I drifted off to a fitful sleep.

I hate her I’m just trying To console Leah but I keep seeing Sera staring At me. I purposely ignore her And look down at the shit lunch the School hands out. Too stressed I throw Away my lunch and focus on Leah She’s having a bad day today, she Doesn’t touch her food and I Feel scared. I hate myself More than I hate Sera. I can’t even help My best friend. Leah starts to shake For seemingly no reason, I look around and see A teacher with dark Hair, it wasn’t Her dad who’s walking by, But Leah is terrified of him anyway. Her PTSD taking more control of her, I want to hug her and comfort her, rather than worsen it I Gingerly touch her hand and draw her attention. She looks at me and I motioned my head towards The bathroom across the hall. Leah nods and I get Up, thinking that I was going over to her Sera giddily Hit Myla and Myla gestured for us to come over as well. I turned away, not even being able to look at Sera for More than a moment. I thought I was over her, I guess I was wrong, I need to work on myself More, I don’t have time for feelings. The first time I had seen her in two years had been when she barreled into me after turning a corner. I had instantly tried to help her before realizing who it was. She never even hinted she was coming back from Britain, I guess she didn’t have my contacts anymore, but still. We realized who the other person was at the same time as I handed her her notebooks, we stared at each other for what seemed like forever, everything was still around us. Then in a flash I got up and ran.

I got up, I thought Svea had been heading over to me but instead she went to the bathroom. I knew I shouldn't follow her, but I just couldn’t stay here anymore, I needed to talk to her. I felt Myla try to pull me back down but it was too late I was already getting up. I could smell the smoke before I even got in the bathroom, someone was smoking some major shit. I prayed that it wasn’t Svea. I walked in and saw a sallow faced kid and Svea standing on the toilets passing a blunt over the stall walls, when they heard me they both ducked. “You smoke now, too, Sam?”I put as much emphasis on Sam as I could, I immediately regretted doin' that, I was better than that, but Svea just caused my brain t' go haywire. “Fan ni Sera.” “Vad hände?” “I see you learned some Swedish, ya kuk.” “Just that, I googled it t' period before because I wanted t' ask ye in yer own language.” “Pronunciation sucks.” “I’ll just go, it was a mistake for me t' come in here. it’s clear you don’t care about me…” “Helvete Fin, you are the one who doesn’t care!” The door to her stall opened up and Svea was fuming. “You left ME!” Her face crumpled as she realized she said the thing she had been trying so hard not to say. A whimper sounded from the other stall and Svea looked down and saw that she still had the blunt. Glaring at me, Svea knocked on Leah’s door, she waited a bit while glaring even harder at me. The door opened and Svea gave the weed to Leah before stepping into the stall and closing the door behind her. “Det ar dags att lamna.” “I’m guessin' you just asked me t' leave?” I got no response. “I missed you Sam.” I sort-of whispered, but I knew she heard. I stood there a little too long. I finally walked out of the bathroom only to run straight into Myla. “JESUS, SERA! You can’t run off like that! You need to control yourself! Come with me.” Myla grabbed my hand “ We are going to make a plan.” Myla dragged me into the empty swimming pool room thing, and then into the locker room. She still didn’t think this was enough and went to the storage room where they store… stuff… sorry I didn’t inspect the room from floor to ceiling, I was busy trying t' figure out what Myla was doing. “You're gay.” She didn’t ask, she just said it matter of factly, like that wasn’t my whole life. I had tried to hide it but clearly not well. “What? No...“ I said too sheepishly “Don’t try to deny it. I know it. And I know that you and Sam used to be more than friends, don’t ask me how I know that you are gay, I just have a really good gaydar for some reason. “But how did you know about me and Sam?” It still felt weird to say Sam. “I’ve seen you staring at that short haired, high cheek boned goddess all day. You also left our slumber party to go to her party and then were sad that you saw her.” Svea was some kind of Nordic Goddess, she was even more beautiful than when I left, she had grown into her little body and looked more like a small viking finally, instead of just a really short blond haired chick. I was surprised to see she had cut her hair into a boys style and bleached it when I first saw her, but it looked fantabuloso on her. I still had my black bob and green eyes, my body was still fairly lanky. She looked so much hotter than me. “Frick.” "Yep, I got you good girly.” “How are you ok with me bein' a lesbian when we live this far down south?” “Not everyone down here is religious and backward.” “Just most…” I said half joking. “And my family is originally from Hawai'i, and they never really had an opinion on gays.” “So what was it that ye wanted t' plan or whatever.” “Well it's clear that the both of you are still soulmates so I want you to woo her back.” “But what if she hasn’t come out?” “I mean she never specifically said it, but I’m sure no one would be surprised.” “What about t' incident?” I remembered how Myla had heard tons of rumors about Sam already, had what we had done gotten out to everyone? “What incident? I only moved here a year ago so I haven’t heard about any ‘incident’.” She used air quotes when she said incident. “ That's good, that means that it didn’t spread everywhere.” I breathed a sigh of relief and gagged as I smelled the rancid jerseys probably growing mold in the back of the room. “But what is this incident? “ When we were freshmen, fourteen year olds. We kissed on top of t' gym bleachers once and we got caught. It was my first kiss with a girl, same with Sam. T' gym teacher screamed at us about bein' sinners. He shouted about us bein' faggots and dykes and whores, that we were goin' t' hell and would burn there for eternity, we were mistakes and God hated us. “I ran away and convinced my parents t' take us back t' London, we were already going to be moving back at t' end of the school year, but I convinced them t' do it right then. I was too scared t' even think about what would happen t' us. We lived there for two years before comin' back here again this year. “I didn’t even think about Sve-Sam until we were on t' plane, on our way t' Britain. I abandoned her.” I slipped on her name almost calling her Svea, it didn’t matter t' Myla but I felt I should respect her wishes “When I got back she was like this and I don’t know what t' do, I don’t know what happened t' her. I almost didn’t recognize her in t' halls, especially when she goes by a different name.” “fuck.” “Yeah.” We sat there for awhile just staring at the musty old storage room around us and the old swimsuits before eventually starting our plan of wooing Svea back.

I was Walking down The hall like normal Heading to class again, Leah was to my left, I noticed Someone else next to me, I turned Slightly and saw beautiful Raven hair I walked a little faster I did not want to talk to her Now or ever, she didn’t get it. I Saw that she also picked up speed So I slowed down, she also did. “Ok, what do you want?” “To talk to you.” “I don’t want to.” “Please? We haven’t talked in two years Sam.” “Oh, and that's My fault?” “No.” I pulled at my hair and rushed away from her and waited At the next class for Leah. I hate her.

“Plan doesn’t work, time t' give up.” I said to Myla, eye-fockin' Sam from across the lunchroom. “ Stalking her in the halls once doesn’t count as a try.” “Yeah it does! I did a lot of hard work!” “You walked next to her for two minutes and then asked to talk, then she turned you down and you left. Hmmm, yes, I see, you just won over her heart.” “Grr.” “ Just say hi, give her a friendly wave. Start out platonic and work from there if she ever bothers to talk to you, and that's how it should be, her talking to you. Please don’t go up to her and start a heavy conversation again.” “I technically never really had a conversation with her.” I said with a smile “Or try to.” Myla responded not moving an inch (figuratively, we were walking). ”Also don’t go crazy, you are really awkward around her. Don’t go overboard on a simple wave.” “Come on, have some faith in me!” “Ok, she is looking over right now, just smile at her.” I tossed a smile over t' Sam but Myla smacked me in the back of the head. “You look horrendous! What kinda smile is that?” I rubbed my neck and glared at Myla. She didn’t have to do it so hard. Myla gestured back at Sam again who was holding back laughter. I made a face at Sam and she quickly tried to look serious. But we both ended up laughing. It seemed like a great start but then I saw the druggie whisper something to Sam and she immediately stood up and carried both of their stuff as they left the lunchroom. The next days were mainly the same, sometimes Sam never seemed to see me, or anyone besides the druggie. Just staring, into the void, the blue in her eyes was silent and screaming at the same time. It hurt me to see. On other days she just glared at me. But slowly the days where she smiled back, however meekly, started t' outnumber the glares. I still didn’t know what t' do about the void though, no matter how much progress I had with the glares, she was still fifty-fifty with the darkness. It was my fault that she was like this, we shouldn’t have kissed, I shouldn’t have left her to herself, to the world. She faced it by herself and lived, she did not overcome it though, and it was all my fault. We should have faced it together, but instead I left her. I abandoned her.

“I’m going to regret this aren’t I?” “OMGOMG! No! Of course not! Sit, sit!” “Sera, you need to stop. I’m Myla by the way.” I shook Myla’s hand “Sam, but you probably’ve heard About me before…” I trailed off, I knew I had a reputation. “I’ve missed you so much!” the normally really still Sera Bounced a little in her seat for some reason, “She’s Been waiting for this for a while.” Myla explained “Hey! Have not! I just finally got my friend t' Sit next t' me at lunch!” Sera tried to say. “Exactly Sera.” Sera frowned and looked Down at her lunch “What happened to you Sera, I was always the hyper one. You look like You downed two coffees!” I joked even though it Hurt that she wasn’t the same little girl hiding in a corner with A book. “Speak for yerself! I barely recognize ye!” I smiled with Sera even though it was the truth. I didn’t even recognize myself in the mirror. “How’s yer family doin'?” Myla kicked Sera under the table and she immediately tried to take it back, but my face still crumpled and fell for a moment, I recovered as fast as I could, Feelings are for the weak. I interrupted Sera before she could stumble around for five minutes trying to think of something to say, I was always the talker and when I was quiet, she tried to Be the talker but she would always fuck Up just like this. “Ma and Papa are in Sweden right now.” I weakly smiled and forced myself to make it look real. I hurt again as I realized I had Become quite good at this. “Leah decided to stay Home today.��� “That’s yer Friend wh-that's the Friend you normally sit With right?.” Sera almost said The one who smokes. I used to get mad Whenever someone said anything like that but By now both Leah and I had gotten used to it. “Yeah she is, she always sits next to me, And yes she does marijuana.”

[mchqsebastian-blog]

Character Information

Full Name. Sebastian Adrien Smythe

Age & Birthday. 16, July 26

Gender Identity. Cis-male

Preferred Pronouns. He/Him

Romantic Orientation. Homoromantic

Sexual Orientation. Homosexual

Hometown. Originally from Chicago, recently moved back to the US from Paris, France, where he’d spent about three years living with his grandmother.

Family Information

Mother. Natalie Smythe

Father. Adrien Smythe

Siblings.  N/a, only child

Pets. None currently, though he had a betta fish as a child named Ollie, after Oliver Twist.

Other Family Members of Importance. Émilienne Cordier - Grandmother, mother’s side, lives in Paris; Gregory Cordier - Grandfather, mother’s side, deceased; Anna Smythe, father’s side, deceased; Richard Smythe - Grandfather, father’s side, deceased

Financial Status. Upper Class

Please describe your character’s family dynamics. Sebastian has never had a close relationship with his parents. Things became even more distant between them when he came out at the age of thirteen, and, after not getting the support he was hoping for, Sebastian moved to Paris for three years to stay with his more accepting grandmother. He’s only recently moved back, and while, from a push by his mother, is trying to work on mending things, so far they the three of them haven’t gotten much further than polite, yet awkward, pleasantries.

Personality Information

Positive Traits. Charismatic, Intelligent, Determined, Witty, Athletic

Negative Traits. Callous, Shallow, Pretentious, Cynical, Hedonistic

Star Sign. Leo

Likes. Classic novels, red wine, coffee, rainy afternoons, his grandmother, hot guys

Dislikes. Being talked down to, mediocre sex, getting rejected, losing, jelly beans

Pet Peeves. Loud talkers, people who can’t keep up with him

Most Embarrassing Memory. Not just one particular memory, but several incidences where kids used to mockingly call him gay, before he came out, in middle school.

Hobbies. Reading, dancing, journaling, cooking/baking, revenge

Guilty Pleasure. Mint chocolate chip ice cream, pop music, kissing

Unusual Talents. Juggling, ability to wiggle his ears, sleight of hand tricks (mostly just pick-pocketing)

Habits. Smoking (cigarettes and marijuana, particularly when stressed), using sex as a distraction

Schooling Information

GPA. Sebastian takes his grades seriously, and has straight A’s. He’s very bright for his age, skipped a grade when he was younger, and is in several advanced placement classes. Since he was a young child he has been praised for his intelligence, and was frequently referred to as “gifted”. After graduation he plans on attending an Ivy League school, and getting a degree in law or business.

Extracurriculars. New Directions, Lacrosse Team, Debate Team

Character Development

Canon Integration. The little we know about Sebastian’s canon life outside of Dalton Academy is more or less the same, like his father’s job and his time living in Paris, though  I have added lots of details to his story and filled in blanks.

Lived in Paris

Promiscuous behavior

Played (and will continue to play) lacrosse

Enjoys nights out at bars and clubs, and uses a fake ID to get in

His father is a state’s attorney

Sebastian’s commitment issues/lack of respect for commitment in terms of relationships: On the show, Sebastian had no problem chasing after Blaine despite him being in a relationship. When he found out that he was, without hesitation Sebastian replied “Doesn’t bother me, if it doesn’t bother you” and “He doesn’t need to know”. I think this shows that the examples of relationships he’s seen have also not been taken seriously, which could mean that one of his parents is unfaithful, and he’s aware of it. I do, however, see him as being loyal, if he were to ever actually enter a committed relationship.

Sebastian’s relationships with older men: On the show, Sebastian mentioned that the “man of his dreams” was a man he met at a bar, meaning that he has had at least one “relationship” with a (presumably) older man. He does have an attitude of someone who sees himself as being above silly high school romances, (and some daddy issues) which may be why he seeks older men out.

Plans for Development

I would like for Sebastian to work on his relationships with other people, to let himself trust and open up more to them, as well as being less selfish.

For a plot from canon, I would like for him to have a moment of clarity, like in On My Way, where he realized that his words and actions towards other people have consequences, and for him to try and be more conscious of the way he acts towards others.

Other. N/a.

Character Biography

Sebastian Adrien Smythe was born on July 26th, 2002. The only child of Adrien and Natalie Smythe, Sebastian was incredibly spoiled since day one, but mostly with material items, and not the attention from his parents that he so craved and needed. With their demanding jobs, his father a lawyer, and his mother an event planner, Sebastian was raised almost entirely by a series of nannies. However, when his parents were around, they always pushed him to not only do his best, but to be the best of every group he was in. And as the rewards for Sebastian���s achievements were often family trips all around the world, he worked hard to make sure he got nothing less than first place, even if it occasionally meant having to play a little dirty.

When Sebastian was in middle school, he discovered that he wasn’t looking at girls the same way his friends were, and eventually realized that it was because he was looking at them that way. The day after his thirteenth birthday, he came out to his parents, but when he didn’t get the reaction he hoped for, he made plans to live with his grandmother, in Paris. Shortly after arriving there he started to experiment with other boys, and by the time he left, had declared himself to be quite the expert at it. It took nearly three years of his mother trying to convince him to come back to the United States, but eventually, once the school year had ended for him, shortly before his sixteenth birthday, he finally decided to come back. He’s been living back at home all summer, and though things haven’t quite been fixed yet, he has noticed slight progress in his father, and more in his mother, in their acceptance of his sexuality.

However, one thing Sebastian definitely isn’t happy about, is the fact that his parent enrolled him in public school this year. The reason they gave him is that they want him to have more “real life” experience, but Sebastian doesn’t buy that, and instead believes that it’s a way for them to try and get him bullied out of being gay, or at least punish him for it. He finally agreed to it once his mom offered to buy him a new car for his sixteenth birthday, a BMW, if he would at least try it out. So, even though Sebastian isn’t thrilled to have to attend public school, at least he knows that he’ll be the envy of the other kids as soon as he arrives. And, at the end of the day, that’s all that matters, right?