#seb stand fanfiction

[oogalybooglay]

|gentle now…|

(Sebastian gets hurt so you patch our fishy up)

(YOU GUYS ARE COOL, YOU GET MORE SEBASTIAN FANFICTION!)

The day was as simple as the last, Sebastian was waiting in his makeshift shop inside the vents for expendables to come by and buy something, and honestly? Most of them were just there to flash him with those STUPID FLASH BEACONS! (Authors interjections: in this one, he DOESN'T have a double barrel shot gun)

recently, Sebastian’s had to crush so many flash beacons his hand was sore and cut up so it hurt to move, to he’s had to resort to using the smaller arm.

he heard the familiar thumps of expendables walking to his shop, as much as he didn’t want to, he whispered

“pssssst! In here, I got something for ya”

(Authors interjections: TW this area of the fanfic has blood, and a slight description of glass in the hands, nothing to bad but I though YALL should know before you read ❤️)

you and the others army crawl through the vent, you look up and wave at Sebastian, greeting the shopkeeper with a smile. Standing up, one of the expendables with a sly, mischievous grin, unclips a flash beacon from their belt and points it hat Sebastian, who was already getting aggravated. As soon as they pulled the trigger, he shielded his eyes and lifted them up and snarled,

“don’t do that AGAIN”

He crushed the beacon with his sore hand, forgetting it was, as I said, sore. At this point? It was muscle memory, he winced sharply at the large amount of stinging pain as it shot through his arm. The skin on his hand, which was more sensitive than ever, bled. He felt each piece of glass protruding into his hands, he dropped the expendable and clenched his eyes closed. You see the pain in his face and the blood from his hand and rush over, “are you ok?! Jesus- come here, gimme your hand-“ you unclip a med kit from your belt and pop it open.

Sebastian looked down at you and slowly extended his hand, it was slightly shaking.

“Damnit…..ow…. Get it over with… it hurts like hell”

you slowly and gently removed the glass from his hand, whipped up the blood, then started sanitizing it, don’t want an infections do we? Sebastian’s reeled back a little and hissed, you spoke in a gentle voice

“easy now… I know it hurts, but we don’t want an infection alright?”

Sebastian rolled his eyes and grumbled, “I know.. I know..”

The expendable were temped to leave, but waited till you were done patching up sebs hand.

after you finished wrapping up his hand, Sebastian flexed his hand and made sure the bandage was tight enough, you closed the Medkit and mumbled, “gentle now… don’t reopen the cuts.” Sebastian nodded

“…….thank you {name}…..”

THE SECOND ONE IS DONE! I hoped you enjoyed it 😜 again, it’s just my second one, so it’s prob bad (update: ITS NOT BAD PAST ME DAMN), criticisms welcomed (don’t be too mean)

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[fandomfluffandfuck]

I got beaten the shit out of by a really fit guy today (consensually - I’m doing boxing classes) and dear god I am learning things about myself. S this motherfucker beats the shit out of me and then takes his gloves off to touch my face to make sure I’m alright. I HAD NEVER MET THIS MAN BEFORE. I need to be put behind bars I am foaming at the fucking mouth.

Anyways made me think of stucky and/or evanstan sparring or doing stunt training and how much of a dysfunctional mess any of the boys would be on the receiving end of this bullshit and it made me feel better about the fact it is still on my mind after 8 fucking hours.

Oh

My

GOD

"S this motherfucker beats the shit out of me and then takes his gloves off to touch my face to make sure I’m alright."

He WHAT

Anon, baby, you're fucking living the dream. I love this for you.

I am imagining you all sweaty, knocked back onto your ass, breathing heavy, taking a break, with this trainer coming over, standing--towering over you, his hair damp with sweat and hanging over his forehead, but he's not even out of breath as he slips his gloves off to come over and gently take your jaw in his hands, tilting your head up to meticulously rake his eyes over your face, making sure you're not bruised or bleeding even though he was the one just hitting you and he damn well knows he hasn't hurt you--he couldn't. Just look at you. That face. He has to be sure, though. It's definitely that he doesn't just want to look at you more. No. Not at all. 👀

This 👏🏻 is 👏🏻 a 👏🏻 fucking 👏🏻 fanfiction 👏🏻 in 👏🏻 real 👏🏻 life 👏🏻

And this is absolutely something that went down with evanstan. Seb is you, the trainer is Chris.

Thank you for sharing!!

[nicoline1998enilocin]

I have a Sebastian Stan x Girlfriend!Reader request. Ok so the reader admits to Sebastian that she always fantasizes about Bucky doing dirty things to her and Sebastian gives her what she’s been fantasizing about🥵

I came across your writing not too long ago and I just wanted to let you know how much I love it🩵

I think of him when I'm with you

PAIRING | Boyfriend!Sebastian Stan x Girlfriend!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | ~ 950 words

SUMMARY | Sebastian accidentally finds out you're reading Bucky Barnes fanfiction, and even though he's not sure what to feel initially, he's slowly warming up to the idea. When you finally reveal your deepest fantasies, he invites you over to the set of his latest Marvel movie and makes every last dream come true. In character, of course.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Use of pet names (doll, prinţesă), smut (unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), cockwarming).

A/N | Thank you so much for this request, @sergeantbarnessdoll; this unlocked some fantasies I didn't even know I had, so thank you! Also, I want to thank you for the sweet compliment; small comments like that make my day! 🖤

A/N 2.0 | Thank you so much to @avengersfantasies for giving me with this idea; I couldn't have made it into what it is now without you!

Likes, comments and reblogs will be very much appreciated 💚

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''Babe, can I use your laptop for a bit?'' you ask as you walk into the bedroom where Sebastian is getting ready for his half-day shooting.

''Of course, prinţesă,'' he says, and you feel butterflies in your stomach at the name. You adore it when he talks Romanian, which makes your knees go weak instantly.

''Thank you!'' you say before heading to his office and grabbing his laptop, since yours is still at the Apple Store to be repaired. You can't live without Bucky fanfiction, so you're eager to continue reading the series you've been hooked on for a while.

You plop yourself down on the couch and log in to Tumblr, ready to continue where you left off a few days ago. This time, you finish the entire series, and you're about to delete the browser history when someone calls you, and you forget all about the laptop.

Later that day, you've returned to Sebastian's office since yours is repaired again, and you're picking it up right before Sebastian's about to come home, so you decide to grab take-out on your way home.

''Hi, prinţesă,'' Sebastian says as you walk into the door and put your stuff down, ready for a hug and a much-needed kiss, too.

''How was your day? Done anything... interesting?'' he asks with a hint of mischief, though you don't seem to notice it.

''It was good; I did some work and picked up my laptop,'' you say, and he quirks a brow, knowing you've been reading on Tumblr instead of working.

''Work, you say...'' Sebastian says before he opens up his laptop, and all color drains from your face as you see what he's referring to.

''S-Seb, i-it's not what you think!'' you try, but Sebastian gets a smirk that tells you everything you need to know; he's just as much into this as you are.

''I believe it's exactly what I think it is, prinţesă,'' he says as he pushes you against the counter behind you, caging you in as he leans in closer, ghosting his lips over yours.

''Meet me at my trailer tomorrow at 1:30 PM, and I'll give you exactly what you've been fantasizing about,'' he says, and a moan escapes your lips as he attaches his to your pulse point, making your legs feel like jelly under you.

It's the next day, and you're standing in front of Sebastian's trailer with some lunch like he asked and you knock a few times before the door swings open, and your breath hitches as you see him in full costume.

''Come in, doll,'' he says before stretching his hand out for you to grab and walk into the trailer. Your mouth is still open as you take it and look him over because he looks incredible.

''S-Seb-''

''Call me Bucky, doll. I don't know who this 'Seb' is,'' he says in air quotes, and that's when it dawns on you what he's doing. He's leaning into your fantasies, turning you on beyond belief.

He pulls you onto the couch, and you're straddling him, your soaked panties pushing against his hard cock, and you can tell he is as much into this as you are.

''You're beautiful, doll, and I can't wait to know what you taste like,'' he says before attaching his lips to yours, swallowing your moans as you grind against him.

His hands - one warm and one cold - pull up your dress until it's over your head and on the floor, and he can take in the black lingerie you're wearing, Sebastian's favorite.

A deep grunt escapes his throat as he sees the lace adorning your body, and before you know it, he lifts you and takes his cock out, sliding it deep into you with little to no prep.

''Oh, Bucky!'' you moan as you're leaning into your fantasies, only making you wetter.

''Who's making you feel so good, doll? Huh? Let everyone hear who's making his doll feel so fucking good she's going crosseyed,'' he whispers in your ear.

''B-Bucky! You're fucking me so good!'' you say as you keep bouncing up and down, his hands finding your nipples and playing with them through the lace of your bra.

''Such a perfect doll for me, my perfect fuckdoll,'' he grunts as he grabs your ass with both hands and sets the pace, fucking you hard, and you cum quickly after, followed shortly by Sebastian.

''Hmm, thank you for making me feel so good, Bucky. Can't wait to do this again,'' you say as you nuzzle into his neck when you're both coming down from your highs.

''No, thank you, doll, for making me feel special. And say hi to Seb for me,'' he says with a big smile as you keep sitting on his dick, you love to cockwarm him for as long as possible.

You've fallen asleep after Sebastian rubbed your back for a little while, and when his assistant walks in without knocking, he gets the sight of his life.

''Oh, fuck! I'm sorry! I didn't know,'' he starts, but Sebastian cuts him off.

''Don't worry, it's just Y/N, and she's taking a little nap. I'll be with you shortly,'' Sebastian says, and his assistant quickly runs out of the trailer, and when he slams the door shut, you jolt awake.

''Welcome back to earth, prinţesă,'' he says before capturing your lips in a soft kiss, and when he has to go again, he helps you get dressed and plants one more passionate kiss before he leaves.

''I can't fucking wait to do that again because this was amazing,'' he says, and with that, you're on your way home, still recovering a little from everything that just happened.

[gallavichthings]

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From @juliakayyy to @dynamic-power: Breathing Underwater

From @ms-moonlight-inn to @lingy910y: Re-boyfriending

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From @whatthebodygraspsnot to @look-i-love-u: Headphones Encouraged

From @energievie to  @sickness-health-all-that-shit: Swimmin' in my mind (Siena dream)

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[spilltheteawithme]

I noticed that but what can you do, how many will stay once they part ways? /

That’s such a good question. I can honestly tell you that as someone who was an “outsider” looking in for a long time, here are my thoughts:

1) A lot of his “fans” actually hate him because they can’t possess or control him. Their need to write fanfiction about his personal life and force her into every aspect of his being is literally just them trying to exercise some control over his life. It brings them peace to see him visibly miserable with a woman because they don’t feel like they’re missing out on anything.

2) The shippers and other fans who feel obligated to like her subscribe to what I like to call, “uwu rule following culture.” A stupid, clunky name for a stupid, clunky way of thinking lol. It’s basically the idea that everyone in the world needs to act one way in order to be considered “good” or “worthy.” It happens amongst people who are deeply entrenched in fandom culture, I find. These are the people who think that liking the “age appropriate” (read: boring and unattractive) gf will get them brownie points with their fave. These are the people who would clutch their pearls over him seeing a woman in her twenties who has everything in common with him, but jump for joy when he’s with a woman who’s only 2 years younger and is the total opposite of all he’s claimed to stand for. These are the people who compare her to Ale and can only argue that she’s “not problematic” when she’s just as bad, if not worse. FFS, she USES tragedy to further her brand. That’s sick. They make no sense, but they want a gold star for running around the internet yelling at people on his and her behalf, as if they know them personally and have anymore of an insight on their lives than we do.

3) this is a *spicy* take, and it’s also where things get complicated. Bear with me lol:

There are psychos and idiots on BOTH sides of the PR/real argument. There are absolutely the fans who will hate any woman he breathes next to. There are fans who don’t hate Annabelle because she’s actually a jerk, but because she is currently being referred to as his gf. Period. They’re thrilled that there are valid reasons not to like her, but they’re messy af and make the rest of Team PR look tactless and stupid. These ain’t my people because I know that they’ll hate the next girl, too.

On the other hand, I’m going to refer back up to #2 and touch on my UWU Rule Following Culture point: There are people who only like her and refuse to dislike her or subscribe to the PR POV because they’re *not like other fans.* They just want so badly to be the chosen ones to follow Sebastian around with their hands cupped under his ass, not realizing that going along with shit like sheep could potentially be more harmful toward him and not at all what he wants. In short: they will like every rs he’s in, real or not, because they think it makes them better fans. It’s a purity contest.

NOW, here’s where it gets complicated: A lot of the people who typically hate his gfs because they’re his gfs are defending AW like their lives depend on it. Not because they like her or think she’s worthy, but because this is the first gf of Sebastian’s that he has no obvious affection toward or attraction to. And it’s a relief to them. A lot of these people are the same folks who would’ve harmed Margarita with their bare hands because he was obsessed with her. They like that AW is a self-insert. They like that they’re spared the pain of watching him love on a woman. I’d even venture to say that they like that he looks miserable next to her. Because deep down, in their delusion, they like that they can look at that and convince themselves, “I would make him happier.” They drone on about how all of us are sooooo awful and ugly and are just mad that Seb won’t fuck us, but they’re just projecting. Believe me when I say that they will hate the next girl he’s actually crazy about, especially if shes young, talented, and beautiful. And so, some of them will stick by AW because AW will inevitably hate and stalk this woman until every single stringy hair is pulled from her own head.

The obedient UWU rule followers will simply migrate their loyalty over to the next gf. They may be of use in that case if the next girl is lovely and the situation is the total opposite of what the AW situation has been.

Also worth noting that a lot of Seb’s fans hate men and like Sebastian because he’s shown to be a more sympathetic figure toward women (make no mistake: I ADORE that he’s a gentle soul who respects women). It’s kind of like how racist people are just in love with POC who say what they want to hear. They like that, in their minds, he’s submissive and easy to control. Realistically, they are about 2 seconds away from hating him at all times. They are just waiting for him to fail so they can say how he’s awful and just like every other man. A lot of these people ALSO love Annabelle because they don’t think a man should be with a woman he’s crazy about. It’s weird as fucking hell. These are the people who have the nerve to say, “he’s more problematic than she is.” You best believe some of these fuckers will jump ship when they split, and the normal Seb fans will be relieved. Go ride Annabelle’s narcissistic ass into the sunset. Don’t let the door hit you in your way out!

Aaaaand…I think that concludes my novel 😂 some will stay, some will go, some will stay and still ship him with a woman he was never actually in love with long after he’s found someone else. Sebastian said it himself: his fans are a trip!

😳🍿!!

[lydiacallas]

Me, you, forever and after.

Authors note : Hii! This is my first time posting fanfiction on to social media, especially F1 RPF, so pls go easy on me and if there's any comments or such, please, comment as you wish! Also, my first language isn't English, so there could be some mistake in spelling.

The first day Mark Webber met him, was when he had just turned 18, his parents brought him to the palace, to meet the king and queen in the flower garden. He slightly raised his eyes up, out of curiosity when he is standing by. In front of him, besides the famous cold first prince Raikkonen, there was a 7-year-old boy with curly golden hair, blue eyes like glass marbles that commoner children often played with, standing next to him. Those eyes were beautiful. They shone with a wild mischief instead of the cold indifference of the first prince. "This must be the second prince Sebastian." He thought to himself. Suddenly their eyes met, the blue eyes slightly narrowed in a very mischievous smile, a pang of panic set in, he lower his eyes. Could it be that he had offended something? He didn't know, he only knew that after the little prince has left, and on the carriage home, his parents were very pleased to know that he would be appointed as the main knight for the little prince. When he asked why, they just said "because the little prince likes him." Now he knew that this little prince was very arbitrary. Very, very much arbitrary. The next day, he entered the palace to meet the master he would serve for possibly his whole life. He hope that the prince be somewhat pleasant. Before the palace gate could be opened, he heard the screams of the servants and maids echoing in the prince's main hall. Then the gate opened, the small figure of little prince Seb ran out, the cheerful laughter suddenly stopped, because the prince had just bumped into his leg…. Then there was another chaos….. It was almost noon when the little prince finally sat still, even though he was a bit sulky, to let him officially introduce himself. "Your Highness, my name is Mark Alan Webber, a knight from the Webber family. From now on, I will be your main knight." He probably didn't know that from here on, his life had turned a new page, with the pink ink strokes of "love."

11 years later.

The sky was pitch black on this beach on the outskirts of the royal capital. A few small stars twinkled in the sky as if dotted with precious stones, if you looked a little further, you could faintly see the colorful fireworks celebrating the little prince's 18th birthday dying out in the sky.

The sound of waves lapping against the soft white-yellow sand, the sea water splashed onto Mark's bare feet. The thin moon hanging in the sky emitted a gentle ivory light like the other days he came here for the comfort of this place.

Walking on that white sand road, he thought to himself.

This place was usually very deserted. Like a quiet private place in his subconscious, so every day he would walk alone on these seemingly endless stretches of soft white sand, listening to the sound of the waves as if they were soundless, he would hear the sound of the waves lapping against the soft sand in his head, knowing it by heart.

But sometimes, that solitude would be broken by a figure.

His ears caught something from afar, drowning out the sound of the waves in his mind. It was the clear laughter of Sebastian Vettel. He looked up, and a familiar figure fell into his eyes again.

In a simple ivory shirt and soft trousers, that simple, elegant white color was as brilliant as the most sparkling pearl in the midst of the sad black and white background of this world.

Lightly curly hair as golden as ripe wheat in the fields, deep blue eyes, a small face and a beautiful smile, he was like a dot that brought color to his boring world of only gloomy black and white.

He don't know since which night, this prince who just turned eighteen often secretly climbed over the palace fence to appear at his secret little beach.

Sometimes he would wander around humming a melody, running on the waves, picking up shells hidden in the sand, talking to him or absentmindedly sitting on the beach watching the moon, and letting the waves lap at his feet.

During the days of endless stress and worries in his life, he came to the deserted beach more and more. And the number of times this little prince was here increased as well.

"It's not too bad to have another companion, anyway." He thought. It wasn't that he didn't like his presence here. He sometimes even had a little bit of anticipation, even though it wasn't really good for him to be a knight guarding the prince and letting him run free like this.

The boy raised his head from watching the little crabs crawling, his innocent eyes turned and caught sight of Mark standing in the distance. They narrowed into a charming smile that always made Mark feel his heart warm every time he saw it.

A small hand gently lifted the hem of his shirt and ran towards Mark, his hair fluttering around his ears. He jumped into Mark's outstretched arms, the vanilla and flower scent of his wheat colored hair lingering on the tip of his nose. He intertwined his fingers through those strands of hair and stroked his head, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl into a small smile when he saw the mischievous smile on his lips.

His voice, he couldn't hear it clearly over the murmuring waves, but Mark's mind always remembered that sweet voice that chirped like a baby bird.

That nectar sweet voice has made Mark's heart tremble with love. He was afraid, because he realized that he had fallen in love with this little prince. What should he do?

But then when Mark held her lovely face and saw that innocent and genuine smile, Mark felt like he didn't need any answer.

He only knew that he loved this prince, who was as warm and radiant as a flame, with all his heart. He loved every smile, every look, every thing he did.

He loved his stubborn courage, he loved the way Seb's eyes sparkled in the afternoon sunlight when they were galloping together on horseback in the distant fields, he loved the way Seb loved the poor people and wanted to help them.

And he would do anything, anything. As long as he could spend his whole life, wholeheartedly protecting his smile and sincere heart, and protect the kingdom with him.

Thinking, he placed a kiss on his eyelids. A kiss as light as a dragonfly's wing. His cheeks blushed in embarrassment, saying why is he so strange today.

Yeah, why is he so strange?

" I don't know either. Maybe it's because I love you. "

" If you love me, promise to follow me for the rest of my life, do you hear Mark? "

" Yes, follow me, my prince. I will go with you for the rest of my life. Even in trouble, even in sickness or poverty, I will always walk by your side. "

So on that deserted beach, he and the little prince exchanged a shy kiss as light as a butterfly's wing. And from then on, they became destined to be together for a hundred years, forever and ever.

[ Inspired picture :D ]

[lovelylotusf1]

I love these tag games. Thank you @ravenrage27 for tagging me <3

What color are your eyes?

Blue! Sometimes they appear grey if the light hits them weirdly.

Tell me about your pets. Or your dream pets.

I don't own any pets but my family does. We have 10 lovely chickens, 7 of them hatched by us! I also want to have my own chickens someday, they are silly little girls. The named ones are the ones we hatched ourselves:

Cookie & Cream (can't tell them apart)

Toast

Brownie

Snom

Pico

Popstar

Share some interesting facts about yourself:

I have been to 7 countries already (if you include my home one 8)!

What was the first fandom you were a part of?

Actively? F1.

Passively munching on fics? Probably Yu-Gi-Oh.

Do you have any phobias?

Can't stand getting my blood drawn.

Are you a picky eater? If so, what food can't you stand?

I am so sorry to everyone who knows me in real life. I am a very picky eater🫣😔 Certain textures just don't vibe with me and I'd rather stay withing my comfort zone than risk throwing up at the dinner table. (That's why Lando is my pookie ❤️)

Do you eat the burger and fries at the same time? Or one after the other?

I don't really eat burgers. The thing that gets close would probably be Schnitzel? There I eat them both together.

Winter or summer?

Winter babyyyy

What fanfiction tropes are your favorite?

Anything fluffy sprinkled with a good amount of pining. Preferred: mutual pining but they both think the other isn't.

Are you studying or working? What did you study, what is your job?

Studying to become a teacher! Which is why I bury my real identity under a whole lot of different emails😎😭

What is the last country you visited?

Hungary! Specifically Budapest, last summer.

What country would you move to after retiring?

I'd like to stay in my home country, Austria.

Who was your first crush?

Proud aro-ace person here so I never really had one! The only experience I can tell is the following: There was this one guy in middle school who like 5 girls had a crush on. I convinced myself sooo hard that I liked him like that as well. Turns out: Not everyone has to try really hard to have a crush.

How did you get into F1 fandom?

A friend of mine used to play the F1 game during class. He got obsessed with it, then got me and another mutual friend into watching the races with Miami 2022. Almost a whole year passed and I was just casually interested, not really thinking too much about it except watching it regularly.

But then I got curious and wanted to know if there even are any fics for this. Turns out: There are! A ton! And I fell into a rabbit hole and don't want back out.

I'm a bit sad that I wasn't as into it in the beginning because I missed a whole lot and didn't appreciate everything enough😭 Seb's last season? Seen, not appreciated. Oscar's silly season? Didn't even see it. Nico Hülkenberg commentating for the TV station where I watch the races when he didn't have a seat? Thought he was just a regular guy aaaaaaaa

Anywayyy, my taglist:

@wisteria-wisteria @borntogayz @charlclerc @laura1633 @piastrology & everyone who sees this and wants to participate!!

(feel free to ignore though)

[thesocietyporg]

Okay I’ve watched Ghosted and here are my thoughts!

(that nobody asked for 😅).

Disclaimer, this movie gets a pass because it reunited Chris and Sebastian (and Mackie) and because Chris is SO DARN PRETTY with that beard and fluffy hair. 🥵

Firstly I’ll start with what I wasn’t so keen on and get that out of the way:

( don’t go into this movie expecting high art, don’t think too deeply about anything on screen and you won’t be disappointed)

- Almost all the problems I had with the movie I attribute to the bad script and bad direction (Sorry Dexter and co 😬).

- Unfortunately the character Chris is playing is let down by the writing, at times he’s just an unlikeable character.

- I wish they could have found a better plot device to get him to London and involved with Sadie’s mission without resorting to him stalking her . I think it would have been better if Sadie and Cole had been kidnapped near the end of their first date and Cole was just dragged along for the ride (and just ditched the whole ‘Ghosted’ concept- the title didn’t really pay off anyway)

- They made Cole a walking red flag 🚩 basically

- And I’m sorry to all the fans of Chris and Ana together, but I just don’t see the chemistry that all the other characters are talking about. Note: if you keep telling the audience that they have chemistry and sexual tension it doesn’t make it more believable 🫣

- I know it’s a rom com, but at times it’s just really saccharine and cheesy, especially at the beginning.

- The wigs are terrible and very distracting at times 😅

- Overall I think the movie just takes itself too seriously, it would have been much funnier if they had gone down the route of being a spoof and satire.

Okay now onto the things I loved about this movie :

- Chris is unbelievably hot, he looks really good here and I can’t wait for all the talented people on tumblr to gif it to death

- I think Ana and Chris did the best with what they had to work with. I think they could have given much better performances if they had better material.

- I think Chris showed good comedic ability at different points throughout the movie (and with stronger direction would have been really good and consistently funny) I think he was plenty believable as a fish out of water, naive and slightly goofy, small town boy !

- Seeing Chris as a farmer really did things to me 😩 why does he look so hot in waders standing in water?? In a beekeepers outfit ??? Seriously this man can make anything look hot 🥵

- I thought the actress who played his sister was really good 😊

And the main event !

Drum roll 🥁 we got a SEBASTIAN CAMEO !!!

The movie is at its best when they aren’t taking themselves too seriously - that’s why the part with John, Seb and Anthony is personally my favourite part.

Seeing Sebastian back on screen with Chris, looking like a stucky AU was like fanfiction come to life (that’s why this movie gets a pass regardless of messy plot holes 😂) . I don’t know what else to say that hasn’t already been said, but it just makes me so happy 😁

Seb proved again that he’s good at the comedy schtick! (I really hope his action-comedy movie happens now🤞🏼) and he also looked sexy as hell with the tousled hair and bangs. They both are truly too beautiful for their own good, on screen together they are powerful and overwhelming (that’s why he had to die so quickly 😉) PLEASE release behind the scenes of this!!! Dexter, I know I called your directing crappy, but pretty please 🥺

Also wtf was the Ryan Reynolds cameo?? It wasn’t even funny and completely unnecessary

[nullbutler]

One of my favourite things to do about season two (aka Alois and Claude) is to think of a scene that would be IC for Ciel and Sebastian, usually dialogue between the two (pre-existing or made up), and then put Alois and Claude in their stead.

And made it IC. And then just sit back and stew in how different the two scenes now are. They could take place in the same setting, under the same circumstances, and yet it is so. Fucking. Different.

And it’s like “yeah, they’re completely different characters” but no. I mean, yeah, they are, but the whole point of Alois and Claude’s creation was to compare and contrast with Ciel and Sebastian (season two is just one big English GCSE gone horribly wrong), that canon did not deliver they way that they’d probably intended. With what the characters needed (although Claude’s character is essentially just a rehash of Will with more sadism, but we don’t talk about that).

Claude and Alois’ situation/dynamic is so much colder, and sadder, than the one between Seb and Ciel, and it was actually your sickfic on AO3 (although until recently with that Alois & The Triplets fic—which I am planning on giving an analysis on because it’s living rent free in my heat at the moment—that I realised it was you) that a post of mine to briefly gush about / realise how much I love it was in reference to.

Yeah, sorry for the long ask. I just… yeah. The way you write the two (fanfiction and now s2 rewrite alike) is just… incredible. I love you for it (/p) - so, thank you. You’ve given me a new appreciation for Claude and Alois (particularly Alois, but otherwise mostly together, rather than separate, because really, who likes Claude as a stand alone character?) over these past couple of months.

Keep up the excellent work. You and your work are amazing <3 (and sorry for the long ramble. Hope you don’t mind. You can just… ignore it, if you do. Or even if you don’t! I just… had to say something, because apparently a stand alone post wouldn’t do.)

That is literally so sweet I’m going to tear up aaaaAAAA

Claude and Alois are, in a way, xeroxes of Ciel and Sebastian. The natural extreme of the concept of a demon and an abused child. and simultaneously worst possible end route. I find them just so damn fascinating! And I get that little mental exercise so well — if you replaced any Sebastian Ciel scene with these two, it would be so dramatically changed in context the implications would be - most likely - very very painful. Like — my go to thought was Sebastian teaching Ciel to dance. With them, it’s cute, reluctantly parental, and sort of funny. With Claude and Alois…oh lord. These two exist in their own messed up toxic little domain, and their dynamic is so fundamentally different, it’s infinitely fascinating.

I try 😭😭😭😭 I’m glad you enjoy my work. I like to expand on things that were implied or established, but never properly thought out. And no worries, it’s such a sweet ask I don’t mind at all…I saw your tag a few days ago and I’ve been shaking silently ever since with anticipation. Like YES ANALYZE ME ID LOVE THAT

[cyberphuck]

Welcome to Hell! Welcome to Hell!!

My name is Jack Daniels “Jaydee” Mizutani, Cyberphuck on Tumblr and Suicidesauce most other places. Pa/tre/on: Suicidesauce Ko-Fi: Jaydeefaire I write erotica and fanfiction, sometimes at the same time. I also draw something stupid (almost) every single day.

Aro/Ace (I’ve tried both and liked neither) I refer to myself as ‘nonbinary’ but the real answer is that my gender is complex, here’s a link to someone who explains it better than me: What Is Magnus Sonitus? About mental illness and ableism: I suffer from a couple of nasty mental illnesses, severe enough that they prevent me from working. They’re not the sort of diagnoses that well-meaning teenagers write positivity posts about. Thus voicing my support for people with people who experience psychosis, intrusive or inappropriate thoughts, or paraphilias is something I do a lot and is one of the things that will sometimes create a shockwave that flattens every tree in a sixteen mile radius. About “Kink Tomato” or “Proshipping”: I do own and wear a Rainbow Meatie pin, because I do very much agree with the concept of writing whatever the hell you want and reading whatever the hell you want and making or enjoying art however the hell you want. The Proshipper community, however, leans hard toward abelism towards paraphiliacs as well as other people dealing with mental illness and it makes me go a little Oppenheimer.

I post shitty pencil drawings of fandoms I like, boring stories about my misspent youth, shitposts, and occasional angry rants.

@luckyhammer​ is my reblog-blog.

Here is what I look like:

Note the wonky glasses, lack of eyebrows and hair that is just doing whatever.

I live with Sebastian (Seb):

(Seen here trying to appreciate the wall but there’s some stupid drawing in the way. Seb is definitely smarter and nicer than I am and likes to draw pictures of people having sex.)

And my Dad:

(seen here standing in front of the apartment he accidentally burned down trying to grow weed. There’s a song written about him. I promise this link does not lead to a bird noise video.) And my dog Boo Boo:

(Seen here in her natural state, which is “lounging in weird positions.“) This link is where you can visit my AO3 to read my horny stories and a metric asston of Final Fantasy Tactics fanfiction.

This link is where you can go to my ko-fi and give me money to not be poor, or because you liked my work and you also don’t want me to be poor. Now you know me as well as anyone knows me. The rest is shrouded in mystery and the smell that comes from the refinery I live next to.

[chrisevansonly]

With Stan is just in the past! I don't think he says that anymore!

Okay, thank you, I don’t know if this is the same anon, but if it’s not thank you for letting me know.

The one thing about me is that I don’t tolerate hate of any kind on my page, racism, bigotry etc. I’m hoping you all know that and I wouldn’t stand for that. Again i’m not familiar with Seb so I wouldn’t have known this.

That being said, whatever he did say or comment on was not appropriate in the slightest and i hope he apologized for it and rectified the situation.

I don’t want to tie that into Baby Bug AU at all, in my eyes writing fanfiction is just making the person out to be the idealized very you have of them in your head. I don’t condone behaviour like that, and I never will.

Fanfiction is just an escape to me, and I want it to be for others too, for now I will continue to do so as I see fit, and within the framework I made this fake AU’s..i hope everyone can understand💗

[buckysgoldenheart]

F-Buds: Seb Stan x Reader

Summary: You and Seb are friends with benefits and Seb has had enough.

Words: 2345

Warnings: Cursing some. Not proofread. 

Your fist pounded hard against the door belonging to the one person you could turn to in your moment of need after an undesirable crisis.

“Seb, open up!” Slow footsteps could be heard on the other side of the wood panel and you groaned loud at his lack of haste. “Seb, seriously, open the damn door!”

Your clenched hand paused mid-air as the door swung open to reveal your disheveled friend. He rubbed his eyes with one hand as the other ran through tousled locks.

“Finally!” You said, throwing your hands up and slipping past him into his large apartment. You tossed your purse on the couch as Seb closed the door, his body still half asleep.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” He asked, finally meeting your Y/E/C eyes that held nothing but frustration, though not intended for him. No, your anger was directed toward the man you had spent hours, hours, with only for him to leave you alone by the end of the night, sexually unsatisfied. He was a rare man looking for commitment which was not something you were ready to give.

“It’s 2 a.m. Are you aware of that?” Seb said, folding his arms across a solid, bare chest, finally taking in the full view of you. “Well, look who’s all dolled up. Big date?”

“Oh, shut up.” You groaned at his sarcastic tone. “You know I wouldn’t be here at this hour if my night went the way I wanted it to. Seriously, when did men start wanting relationships? Isn’t it supposed to be all sex, sex, sex with you guys?”

Seb rubbed the back of his neck. “I guess it depends on the people and, ya know, timing.”

“Timing.” You scoffed as you slipped out of your jacket and set it over the back of a barstool. “One of those things desperate people make up to make themselves feel better about getting dumped.”

Seb rolled his eyes and puffed out a breath.

“’Oh, well, he was nice, but the timing wasn’t quite right.’” You said in your best ‘ditsy girl’ voice. “AKA, ‘he dumped me and broke my heart, but I’m not gonna tell you bitches that.’”

“Why are you so cynical? God Y/N, do you ever want to find someone?” Seb asked as he watched you kick off your skyscraper heels.

“I’m not going to go scan the city with a metal detector so I can settle for some scrap of a man just to say that I have one.”

Arms still crossed, Seb leaned against a wall and watched you place your heels by your bag. “Yea, well what if there was a man that really cared about you, but you brushed him off because you didn’t give him a chance?”

Your face pinched. “That’s stupid.”

“Oh, really? Because you go around looking for men to fuck, and even when they want you for more than your body you completely shut them down. Then you come running to me to satisfy you.”

You whipped your head to his at the judgement. “So, what?”

“So, what? Y/N, you’re scared of love, of even the possibility of love and it hurts me to see you go through life like that.”

“I’m not fucking scared, Seb. Don’t be ridiculous.” You whined, then after a few seconds of silence between you, smiled your best suggestive smile and swayed your hips as you strutted over to blue-eyed man.

He held your eyes with his as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, but he portrayed no emotion at your behavior.

“C’mon Seb, I don’t want to have this conversation. Can’t we just kiss and have our amazing sex and just call it a night? I’m stressed and I need release. I need you.”

Seb wasn’t grabbing you. He wasn’t holding you close to his body or making any move to kiss your lips. He just stood there while you hanged off him, his arms at his sides as you pouted.

He sucked in a deep breath and you instantly got excited for him to give in to you and make a damn move. A smile replaced your pout as you felt his hands graze your hips before trailing up the length of your dress, along your curves until he made his way to the arms clinging to him. Rough palms grasped firmly on your forearms.

Slowly, he untangled your limbs and placed them back at your sides, holding them there for an extra second to make sure they stayed in place before releasing you and taking a step back.

“No,” He sighed, struggling on the word. “I can’t.”

“What?”

Seb sucked in a breath and swallowed. “I can’t—I can’t keep doing this with you. It’s not…fair anymore.”

You crossed your arms and planted yourself steady, your posture straight like a wall ready to block out the coming assault. “Fair to whom exactly, Seb?”

A dead chuckle shot out of his mouth, stinging your ears. “Are you fucking with me right now?”

“What!”

“God, Y/N!” He nearly shouted, fisting his hands in his dark brown hair. “I let this go on for too long. I really did. I only allowed it in the first place because the woman I’m in love with threw herself at me, repeatedly, claiming that I was the only one that could satisfy her. I didn’t have the willpower to tell you no, to ask for anything more from you because I knew you would end what little we had.

“I was stupid, and weak, and I’ve wanted you so bad for so long and I felt like I finally had a piece of you, but that’s not enough anymore. It’s time for me to step back from this, because otherwise I’m gonna go insane.”

His heavy breathing was the only thing that could be heard throughout the apartment now. That, and the agonizing pounding of your heartbeat in your ears. “You love me?”

Seb scoffed and crossed his arms, the muscles budging more, it seemed, than an average humans should. “You fucking knew that.”

“No, Seb, I didn’t.” God, if you had known…

“Just go.”

“What?” You recoiled as if he had hit you, tears stinging your eyes.

“Just…please, Y/N, I can’t, just go.”

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Next Day:

 You groaned around your ice cream spoon at the knock on your door. You didn’t want to deal with anyone; at this hour, it would most likely be the old bat next door who always complained when your TV volume exceeded five. If she knew what was good for her she’d turn herself right around and go back to that doily museum she calls an apartment. God, you were mean when you were hurting, but who disturbs someone fifteen minutes before midnight anyway? It’s the time when the most miserable of people binge-watch brain-cell-killing reality TV and eat cookie dough ice cream topped with full snickers bars and m&ms. What asshole would dare interrupt that?

Yea, you weren’t answering that door. Or, you wouldn’t, if whoever was on the other side would leave you in miserable peace.

“Agnes!” You yelled as you harshly set the ice cream carton on the coffee table and walked to the entryway. “If you go away now, I’ll turn the volume down to a respectable seven, but that’s it!”

You waited a moment to hear if the tiny old lady’s footsteps would retreat, but then the knock came again. At the sound, you huffed out a deep breath and whipped the door open. “Son of a bitch.”

“Who is Agnes,” Seb asked. “And why does she deserve the hard end of your wrath?”

Somehow the frown on your face grew deeper at the casual nature of the joke. “Don’t worry about my relationship with Agnes, ok? Just mind your own business,” You snapped, then turned on your heel and went back to the couch.

“Ok,” Seb started, “You didn’t slam the door in my face so I’m going to assume that I’m allowed inside of the apartment.” When you didn’t respond, he continued. “Is this a fair assumption?”

Without looking at him and his annoyingly handsome face, you grabbed the carton and began to dig in again, then made a small noise that neither agreed nor disagreed with what he said. You couldn’t decide if you had made a mistake once he finally entered your apartment and shut the door behind him. When he chose to block your view of the awful reality show, you realized you definitely had.

You took another bite of your dessert. “I don’t know if you know this, but you make a better door than you do a window.”

“I do know that,” He said, sloughing off his leather jacket, tossing it next to you on the couch, and aggressively rolling up his long sleeves just above the elbow.

“What, are you gonna fight me?”

“Depends on whether or not you plan to actually listen to what I have to say.”

You pretended to contemplate for a minute, staring him down as you continued to eat more snickers. “My boxing gloves aren’t here, so rain check on the fight.”

“Alright.” He groaned, then took the remote off the table and clicked off your show.

“Hey!” Seb held the remote out of your reach then turned and threw it through the open door of your bedroom. “Are you fucking with me?”

Seb walked closer to you and bent down at the waist, planting is arms either side of your body on the couch and forcing your eyes to meet his. You could feel his breath against your lips as he spoke. “You are going to listen.”

“Oh, yea?” Your eyebrows rose and you crossed your arms in the small space between your bodies.

“Yea.”

Your eyes remained locked as you moved to stand, not caring that his body was blocking yours and so forcing him to lean back until he stood tall in front of you. “So, you just get to be the biggest hypocrite in the world, do you? You get to get mad at me then force me out of your place when I try to talk to you, and now you come over here and demand I listen to you speak?”

“…Yes.”

Your shook your head and rolled your eyes, then went for the kitchen. He followed. Grabbing a soda out of the fridge and opening it, you said, “Alright, fine then. Go for it.” You took a sip.

Seb’s eyes widened a bit as if he didn’t expect to easily persuade you, but they settled back into determination. “Ok, look, I know asking you to leave—”

“Yelling at me to leave.”

“Fine. I know that yelling at you to leave was a dick move, but…” Seb paused and stepped towards you. You head jerked back at his sudden movement, but your body remained planted in its spot. “I didn’t expect to get so upset, ok?” He said. “Well no, that’s not true. I knew I’d be upset. I got pissed every single time you only came to me for sex, but I didn’t think I would lash out. It’s just…it’s been a year.”

He sounded exhausted and you finally understood. You finally saw just how long you had been in denial, and how long you had been hurting more than just yourself. You looked away and to the blue tiles of your kitchen floor. Seb grabbed your hand and you jumped a little at how fast he managed to move to you. “Look at me,” he whispered and squeezed your fingers. With his free hand he took the soda out of yours and put it on the counter, then grabbed that hand as well. “Y/N.”

You took a deep breath and met his eyes. “Seb…”

“I’m sorry.” He dropped your hands and placed his own on your cheeks, brushing away the tears that began to fall at some point. “I didn’t mean to—”

“It’s ok, Seb.” You cut him off. “I wasn’t trying to hurt you. I didn’t think I was. I knew what I was doing to myself, but if I thought I was making you feel the same, I never would’ve—”

Sebs eyebrows pinched together. “Doing to yourself?”

“What?”

“What exactly were you doing to yourself?”

You flinched and sighed. As you tried to lower your eyes, Seb’s grip on your face held firm. “Damn it,” You whispered to yourself, then said to him, “Why do you think I keep coming back to you every chance I get; why nothing ever works out with these other men? I tried it, finding someone else to sleep with so I could stop torturing myself, but it never worked. At the end of every date, I turned them down just so I had an excuse to be with you.”

Seb’s jaw dropped and after enough agonizing seconds of silence, you brushed his hands off your face. Deciding to keep your ice cream from further melting, you moved around Seb’s body, but he turned and grabbed you around the forearm. “What exactly are you saying?”

“It’s not clear?”

“No.”

You shifted your body back in front of his. “You’re really going to make me say it?”

He smirked then. “I said it to you. It’s only fair.”

You rolled your eyes and ran a hand through your messy strands. “You know I’m not good at this stuff.”

Somehow, he got closer to you. “Yea, I do.” He placed his hands on the sides of your neck and stroked the edges of your jaw with his thumbs. “I can wait. I have absolutely nowhere to be.”

“Oh, really? You have nowhere to be at midnight on a Tuesday? I’m shocked.”

“Y/N.”

“Fine,” You sighed, closed your eyes for a moment, then looked at him. “I love you.”

Seb smiled and touched his forehead to yours long enough for you to smile as well and place your hands on his chest. “I love you, too,” He said, then tilted your head back and touched his lips to yours.

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[nicoline1998enilocin]

Advice from a stranger

PAIRING | Sebastian Stan x Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 1.3K

SUMMARY | You've been on Tumblr for several years and have gathered a large following who often come to you for different advice. When Sebastian joins Tumblr and finds your blog, he can't help but ask for advice, too, and the two of you meet one day, which is a huge surprise for you.

WARNING(S) | None.

REQUEST | @formyexperiments | Sebastian Stan x reader where they both encounter each other online (Tumblr) for a random advice from a stranger, Seb does not reveal who he is but he asks for different types of advice from reader which reader is able to give and they eventually meet each other but only Seb knows her as she sent him a pic

A/N | Thank you so much for this fun request! It was a hoot to work on this one. And for those who are interested, there is a recommendation at the bottom of this fic that you should definitely check out if you enjoyed this! 🖤

A/N 2.0 | In this fic you might see 'Y/U' a couple of times, which stands for 'Your Username'. Seb will be adressed as 'Seb' or Sebastian throughout the fic.

Likes, comments and reblogs will be very much appreciated 💚

Divider is made by @firefly-graphics | 18+ only banner is made by yours truly

Main Masterlist | Sebastian Stan Masterlist

Sebastian got home from another long day at a film set and went straight to his shower to relieve himself of some tension that was building up in his shoulders. The hot water running along his neck, shoulders, and back always makes him feel calmer.

When he's done and dried off, he slips into a pair of joggers and an old t-shirt before walking to his kitchen and grabbing some dinner he prepped earlier this week.

With a sigh, he sits on the couch and eats his dinner while watching a Netflix show that's been on his watch list for too long, but he can't seem to focus on it, so he starts scrolling through his social media instead.

When he's scrolling through Instagram, he suddenly sees some fan art he's tagged in, and his interest is immediately piqued, so he goes to check it out and sees that there is more on this website called 'Tumblr.'

This could be fun to check out, he thinks to himself, and he gets up to grab his laptop, ready to step into the world of Tumblr that is unfolding right in front of his very eyes.

The account is made quickly, and he looks up the account that he saw his earlier artwork on, and he quickly gets lost in all of their works, not only of himself and his characters but lots of other people and their characters.

After deciding to follow the account, he scrolls some more through Tumblr and suddenly spots a post called ''Advice from a stranger | Masterpost. His curiosity won this time, so he clicked on it.

He sees many links to different sorts of advice ranging from making friends and advice about love/relationships to how to find a job and everything in between.

After reading through some of them, he realizes the advice you give out is good, so he decides to give it a whirl and ask you for some as well, something pretty simple to begin with.

''How to make friends on Tumblr''.

He makes a quick request and decides not to send it anonymously; there are tons of people with a similar username, so there's no use in that he decides.

Not even an hour later, he gets a notification that you have answered his advice, and once again, it's pretty good advice.

Hi!

First, welcome to Tumblr; seeing you have found us is good. 😉

To make friends here, reblogging posts are always a good place to start. This could be fanfiction, fanart, or all other sorts of posts! Although people don't mind you liking their posts, a reblog helps them out because it spreads their posts to more people on this platform!

Another trick is to react to people's posts since you also end up on people's radars. And usually, one thing leads to another, and you become mutual here! (A mutual is when you both follow one another 😁)

If you ever need a different kind of advice, please look on the master post, and if you can not find it there, don't hesitate to ask again 🖤

Sebastian reads it several times and takes your advice to heart, reblogging and commenting on people's posts, but mainly your advice.

Telling you how he related to that piece of advice, asking you for more advice, all that sort of thing, and you noticed him slipping into your activity tab more and more.

It started with more and more reblogs and comments under your advice, sometimes giving some of his own in response as well, and that turned into him helping you make up some advice now and again.

In the meantime, almost a year has passed, and Sebastian has gotten pretty close to you via private messages, though he never told you everything. Though you didn't mind, you devised a plan one day.

Y/U | You live in New York, right? I'm going there in a few weeks for a work trip! If you want to, I would like to meet up, and we can think of some advice in person if you're up for it.

Seb | Hm, I'd love to meet up; when will you be in New York? Because I'll be away for work soon!

Y/U | I'll be there in 3 weeks and staying for a week. Will you be available then?

After Sebastian confirms he is available that week, the two of you make all sorts of plans from where the two of you will meet, what you will do, and all that good stuff.

There's only one small problem: he knows what you look like, but you don't know it's the Sebastian Stan you've been talking to and getting to know all this time so that it will be a great surprise.

The two of you have openly talked about how you're such a big fan of his, and even though he felt weird about it, he quickly got used to it and even told you some secrets, not many people know.

You're in New York for your work trip, and the last few days are your free time, and you're meeting up with Sebastian today. The weather is very nice for the time of the year, and you've opted to wear a White and blue striped sundress combined with white sneakers.

Sebastian told you about a coffee shop near Central Park, so that's where you're waiting, your laptop safely in your backpack, a steaming cup of tea in front of you as you wait for Sebastian. You told him you would be there earlier and sent him a photo so he knew how to look for it, and his heart skipped a few beats as he saw the picture.

He opted for a floral shirt, leather jacket, and dark jeans to stand out only a little. He doesn't like that, but he spends an extra few minutes in front of the mirror to ensure everything looks perfect for you.

So now you're waiting for a mystery man, all you know is his name and that he's good at giving advice, but other than that, you won't know who you're waiting for.

Suddenly you're pulled from your thoughts as the bell of the coffee shop rings, and none other than Sebastian Stan walks through it. Your jaw drops slightly, and you feel yourself staring at your celebrity crush.

What are the odds that he would be in the same coffee shop as you?! Well, those odds are more significant than you could ever have thought because he's walking over to you with a smile.

''Y/N?'' he asks, and you feel like you're in a dream. One where he knows you exist, but that's when the realization hits you. You've been talking to your celebrity crush for almost a year and never knew.

''S-Sebastian?'' you ask as you get up, unsure if you should hug him or shake his hand, but he spreads his arms to pull you in for a hug, which you gladly accept.

''I-I can't believe it! I've been talking to you this entire time. I have given you advice... On multiple occasions... This feels unreal,'' you say with a nervous chuckle, but he tells you it's all true. It's been him this entire time.

The two of you sit down, and after you've gotten over your initial shock, you hit it off and spend a few hours in the coffee shop talking and writing advice until you have to leave for a dinner reservation with your colleagues.

''I know I'm not exactly in the position to ask for favors, but could you do me a small one by taking a selfie together?'' you ask, and Sebastian agrees.

When you leave the shop, he goes with you and walks you to the restaurant for your dinner reservation, which is pretty close, and when you finally say goodbye, you give each other a big hug.

Sometimes, the universe rewards good behavior, and that is nothing short of true for you.

I want to give a small shout-out to @imyourbratzdoll and the amazing fic she wrote called a tumblr obsession (NSFW). If you liked my work, please make sure to check out her fic as well, it is totally worth it! 💚

[insideline]

people Outside sports fandoms are often surprised at the concept of sports rpf (see everyone shocked abt hockey rpf atuhors) but i think it makes a lot of sense! sports lends itself particularly well to fic for a few reasons: (longish text under cut)

1. lack of an author & externally fabricated narratives

fanfiction is an extension of the story world, for example prodding into plot holes, imagining an alternative ending, providing different perspectives than the original author's narrative. the thing with most (well-written) stories is that they're already complete and there isn't AS much material to extrapolate from. comparatively, there isn't any central authority on what is/isn't canon in sports, thus there's a lot of room for imagination and evolution!

narratives within sports are created communally. there's a fanspace agreement on what each athlete's "story" is, extrapolated and manufactured through championship standings and media interviews. those sources of info aren't really linked together at all, they're reports on Things that Happened without any kind of teleology. sports news sites and fan accounts coming up with narratives of teammate infighting, or redemption arcs is essentially a form of creative writing, which then clearly leads to rpf.

2. evolving stories and publicity

books and movies are limited. there's a certain finality to it each series- these three books in the trilogy is all that you get, and there's nothing further created. sports are a never ending story. you have the same narrative arcs played over and over again with different people (ex. young rising star unseating the established champion a la kimi/seb -> seb/charles etc.). this means that the fandom can't really die out after a season's over like other media fandoms die- there's another season of racing to come, another series to follow, or vintage races to watch.

there's also just so much more content available to extend on! "canon material" can mean anything from the races themselves, pictures of the drivers together, news reports... these many avenues provide different access points for a broad variety of people interested in the sport, inviting more authors into the space!

3. character "space"

in rpf, there's a multiplicity of characterizations and media sources available. athletes show a "public self," and authors fill in the distance between the public self and the private self. different scenarios reveal different traits (ex. a drivers personal social media vs. them in team publicity videos). in other forms of media, there is only one "self" of each character as there is only one official distributive source for information. this constrains the possibilities for characterization. however, in sports rpf you see a lot of competing understandings of each athlete as people interpret media sources in their own way! this ultimately leads to more fic written as different readers/writers are attracted to different characterizations.

i think all these characteristics lead to especially good writing in rpf fandoms that i dont see in others!! purely anecdotal of course, but all of the most Literary fanfics ive read have been from sports rpf.

this is all just me thought-dumping after reading real body, fake person: recontextualizing celebrity bodies in fandom and film which i recommend reading!! its a comparative analysis of the similarities in biopics and rpf, i cant remember who exactly first shared the link but shoutout to them

[luminalunii97]

Kurtbastian Fic Rec

Since Covid took over our lives a couple of years ago, I refuged to the fanfiction world to escape my non-existent life and I surprised myself by finding shelter in a ship that used to be just a fun idea to me. the more I read about this non-canon couple, the more I fell in love with them. so here's my KurtandSebastian fic list. make sure to check the trigger warnings supplied by the author for each fic before you read it because some of these could be triggering.

1.Glitter and Grease by scifigeek14

by far, this is my favorite dynamic between Kurt and Seb. I love it when Kurt stands up for himself. and I love it when Sebastian is not a knight in shining armor saving the damsel in distress but just simply a companion. someone who loves and is there for you. bonus point: Kurt strip dancing in black leather and lace. the visual it brings me is so aesthetically satisfying.

2. It's Hard To Be The One Who Stays + The Presence of Absence by romantic_drift (part 1 & 2 of Defying Gravity verse)

One of the greatest takes on the soulmate concept. from the moment you meet them to where it takes you. this is the story that made me want to fall in love.

3. Matchstick Dreams by egoistoh

Rom-com but the writer is a genius. never read a better description of these characters before. the characterization is just on spot. it's a fun and heartwarming story too.

4. Breathe Me (3 parts) by cacophonylights

Hot. that's the main quality. Hot as Hell. angsty and sexy.

5. Shape My Edges and Broker My Assent by lilinas

Let's just say it's not the fic category I normally read. but this story is just...Magic. the angst, the hurt, the message, the storytelling, everything about this fic is perfect. I cried a lot reading it and couldn't finish it in a go because it's a traumatic story but the sadness was addictive so I couldn't not finish it as fast as I could. it will live rent-free in my mind for a long time for sure. it's not for everyone though. Mind the TWs.

6. everything this author writes: Lady Divine (DivineLady91)

honestly, I'm not joking. no matter what fandom or which ship, this woman never disappoints. I've read a good amount of her fanfics and Loved them all. to mention some of my KB favorites: Deliver Me 'verse, A Memorable Easter Eve for Kurt Hummel, A Thousand Ways to Fall, Private Dancer, Kurt's Bucket List, When You Come Around, and Twenty Minute Love Affair.

7. Handle Me by flipmeforward

very kinky but actually very cute. Explicit but so romantic. The general sense of acceptance and body respect.

8. Kurt Hummel Has Mail by erisgregory

A cute rom-com, where dumbasses make mistakes but they'll get their happy-ending eventually.

9. This Will Be Our Year by iaminarage

A sports AU, Ice skating to make it better, banter happens, love happens, and you'll have so much fun reading it.

10. A New Way to Fall Apart by thelegendofjenna

This is one of those fics that take place in the summer and proceed to make you feel it's actually summer. There's also this fantastic OC that makes you fall in love with the story ten times more. so much drama, so much friendship, basically teenagers being teenagers.

11. Going Through the Motions by JWMelmoth

This one holds a special place in my heart because: ✨Asexual Character!✨

12. A Little Late by cacophonylights

I'm a sucker for misunderstanding tropes, so...! apart from that this is actually quite lovely. valentine AU.

I didn't think putting A Change in the Weather and A Drop in the Ocean on the list would be necessary. that AU is fandom culture. another famous awesome fic is Barista Confessions that I love a lot.

I can't think of anything else for now. I hope these recommendations help someone. have fun.

[munstysmind]

FOURTH OF JULY - Maddison - An Original Story

WARNING/S: Mentions of panic attacks, alcohol

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{JULY 2013}

"If it gets to much just find me and we'll go, OK?" Sebastian tells Maddie as they get out of the car. They’ve just arrived up at Chris' for the Fourth of July barbecue he’s having.

"I'll be fine, I love parties" she tells him. It’s true, before everything happened she was the life of the party. If there was a party, she was there. She’s been looking forward to this since Chris invited them a few weeks ago.

"I know you do Mads but a lot’s happened in the last week. You had two panic attacks yesterday" he says as they head towards the house

"I know you're worried about me and I love you for it but I really wanna forget about everything... just for a bit, please" she asks, giving him the puppy dog eyes he’s never been able to say no to.

"OK... but the second I see you're not OK, I'm taking you home" he tells her. He means it too. As much as he wants her to have fun he's not going to let it be at the expense of her mental health.

"Fine" she huffs before knocking on the door in front of them. It’s not long before Chris answers.

"Hi, come in, come in. Scott's just started grilling the meat" he tells them, standing aside to let them in.

"Smells good" Maddie says before hugging him. She lingers for a moment before giving him a quick squeeze and letting go.

"How you doing?" he asks. He hasn't seen her since the night she told him about Travis because she’s stayed away from set, needing time to decompress.

"I'm OK" she tells him with a small smile, grateful that he’s checking in with her. 

"Oh thank god there's another woman here" Scarlett says racing over. She practically drags Maddie away from the two men.

"How's she really doing?" Chris asks Sebastian as soon as Maddie is out of earshot. genuinely wanting to know how she is.

"She's OK as she can be. Opening up, talking to you really helped but it also triggered some stuff. She's working through it. It's just gonna take some time" Sebastian says, watching Maddie and Scarlett talking. He’s glad she’s making friends.

"Have you seen Evans?" Scarlett asks, handing Sebastian a drink. She isn't blind. She's seen.

"Yep" he says, popping the p as he has a mouthful of the cold liquid. Over the past hour he’s noticed Chris watching Maddie, a lot.

It's not the first time he's noticed either. He's caught him watching her on set more than once over the past few months, but not in a creepy way. In fact it’s the opposite of creepy.

They watch as Chris goes over to Maddie and they start talking. After a few minutes Maddie lets out a loud, genuine laugh. A laugh Sebastian hasn't heard in almost a year. He can't help but smile.

This is the first time he's seen her really let go and enjoy herself since that night. His Maddie is starting to come back.

"Seb keys" Maddie yells out. She’s about to take Mackie up on his bet that he can finish a beer before her. He has no idea what he's getting himself into.

"Here we go" Sebastian says quietly to himself before pulling his keys out of his pocket and throwing them to her.

He watches as she shotguns a beer while Mackie tries to chug his. Unsurprisingly, she wins. He knew she would.

She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and crushes the can before looking at Mackie with a grin.

"Told you I'd win"

"You have an unfair advantage"

"How?"

"You're Australian"

"Now you're just taking the piss"

"What!?"

"You can't keep blaming everything me being Australian. It's not my fault you're jealous of my drinking skills"

"What?" Maddie says, noticing the way Sebastian is looking at her. Does she have something in her teeth?

"Nothing" he says, a smile spreading across his face.

"Then why are you looking at me like that?" she asks, squinting at him.

"I've missed you" he tells her sincerely. She frowns at him, clearly very confused by what he’s just said.

"The happy, carefree, fuck what people think Maddie. The Maddie he took from me. She's starting to come back"

"Seb..."

"I mean it Mads. I've really fucking missed you"

She lets out a small hum and leans into him. This is the most relaxed she's felt in a long time.

"I'm starting to feel like myself again"

"I know you are... I can see it"

"Maddie" Scott calls out before holding up a ping pong ball. He’d promised to play beer pong with her. She's never played before and he offered to show her, but that it's a hard game to begin with.

"Coming"

Three rounds of Beer Pong later and Maddie makes her ways over to Sebastian, basically sitting on his lap when she sits down on his chair.

"Maddison"

"Sebastian"

"You're drunk"

"No... I'm not" she says, frowning. Sebastian just laughs, she’s drunk. He can’t help but think back to the night they got drunk in his apartment, the night before everything happened. It had been a night filled with laughter. They had no idea what was going to happen the next day.

"You having good time?"

She grins at him and nods, scrunching up her nose in the process. He's missed her nose scrunch. She used to do it all the time when she was happy. She really is starting to come back.

"I'm glad you're having fun Mads"

"Mmmm... you want a drink?"

"No"

"OK"

She gets up and goes to get another drink but Sebastian decides it's time to cut her off. He quickly follows her, getting to her just as she grabs a drink from the ice bucket

"Nope" he says, taking it out of her hand before she can open it

"Hey" she protests, trying to get it back

"No more alcohol Maddie"

"Seb" she whines before pouting at him

"No, you want a drink you can have water or Coke"

"You suck"

"You'll thank me later"

"Pffttttt"

"Hey, has anyone seen Mads?" Sebastian asks walking inside. He hasn't seen her in a while and is starting to a little worried.

"Yeah, couch" Chris tell him from the kitchen. He looks over and sees her curled up fast asleep. He smiles at the sight. She always looks so peaceful when she’s sleeping.

"Thank you for today" he tells Chris, joining him in the kitchen. Chris gives him a very confused look.

"She needed this, something to take her mind off of everything. Even if it was only for an afternoon"

"She seems like she had fun"

"She did. It's actually the first time I've seen her like this since everything happened, really let go and enjoy herself"

"I'm glad she enjoyed herself, she deserves it"

"Yeah she does"

"I'll tell you what, she can hold her alcohol well"

"Oh trust me, this was nothing"

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