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magicxc · 3 years

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Pressure

Pairing: darkish!Seb Stan x Reader

Summary: A lazy morning in bed turns steamy

Word Count: 1326

Warnings: DUB-CON, Daddy Kink, Slight Breeding Kink, Overstimulation, Spanking

A/N: This is my absolute first story ever written, first smut ever written, first fanfiction or RPF ever written, first everything ever written lol. I’m extremely proud of this piece and even more grateful to @angrybirdcr for being an absolute doll and betaing this for me. I wanted to choose one of Seb’s characters for this story, but there wasn’t anyone that I was really feeling, so RPF it is lol. I feel like this is where the disclaimer comes in about how this story is in no way affiliated to these people and any coincidences are just that. That's how it goes right? Lol idk chile, but seeing as Seb just had a birthday, I like to think of this piece as a gift of sorts <3 Please feel free to like, comment, and drop some feedback if you will!! -Emmy

Sliding his member across my slick heat Sebastian pauses, looking up to me with an intense gaze.

“Ask me to fuck you.” Too into the moment and eyelids heavy, I almost didn’t hear him. But apparently he’d waited long enough. Stopping his actions completely, Seb grabs my chin and forcing my head upwards, he demands again, “ask me to fuck you.” Leaning back into the bed and thinking for a moment, I smirk to myself, all too eager to tease him just a little bit longer. Raising up and locking my hands around his neck I stare him down and softly whisper his name

“Sebastian.” Dragging my lips across the shell of his ear I look up into his eyes and purr his name again “Sebastian.”

Staring at me through a lustful haze, it wasn’t quite what he wanted to hear, but it must’ve been enough as he plunges into me. With a shallow gasp, I grab onto his biceps and throw my head back in pleasure as he starts at a fast, but steady pace. Hips rocking, moans growing, skin slapping, and slick spreading, I find myself very close to the edge. Feeling my core tense up around his dick, Seb takes his fingers and sets a furious pace on my clit. Before I know it, I’m coming with a string of moans falling from my lips. Dazed for a few seconds, I catch myself again only to realise that he’s still going on my sensitive bud.

Raising my left leg over his shoulder and pushing it next to my ear, Sebastian locks my right thigh behind his back for a better angle as he pounds into me. Grunting above me, his thrusting becomes vigorous and soon after, I’ve come for a second time tonight. All I hear is white noise before I'm brought back to reality by being flipped over onto my stomach. Reaching above me for a pillow, Seb tucks it under my belly and positions me on all fours. Still slightly stunned, his smooth caresses on my ass cheeks reel me back into the present. “You this wet for me baby? Just look at you, all fucked out. Who did this to you huh?” Murmuring a soft you I’m almost on the brink of sleep before a sharp slap catches my attention.

I hear the hit first, a stinging sensation quick to follow, but before I can react two more are quick to follow. It hurts so good, and just as I begin comprehend what happened Sebastian enters me once again. Rolling his hips into my ass, he hits my g-spot every time he rams his dick inside me and soon I’m howling like a bitch in heat. Sebs fingers dig into my skin as his pace quickens and his thrusts grow sloppy. Eager to help him finish, I throw my hips back and set off on my own pace of slow whines. But then I hear it again. That crackling noise in the air as the feel of palm to skin finally catches up to me and a burning sensation follows. “You’re squeezin’ me so good babe. I’m about to cum. Can daddy cum in that pretty pussy of yours, hmm?”

Crack. Whimpering, it hits me that his slaps are getting harsher and soon the feeling of hurting so good, starts to fade. Honestly, I’m a little on edge about Seb cumming inside me. I’m not exactly in the best position for him to use me as his toaster strudel, so being his pop tart will just have to do. Throwing my hips back a little more forcefully, I’m hoping to get Seb as close to his climax as possible so I can just spin around and have him cum down my throat instead. Dissatisfied by a lack of response once again, I’m soon squeaking by a sixth slap to my ass.

Amused, Sebastian already figured out what y/n had running around in that pretty, dumb mind of hers. He wasn’t exactly opposed to condoms, but the way her ass jiggled every time it met his hips made him all the more eager to cum inside her and see where they end up nine months from now.

Crack.

Smirking, Sebastian feels y/n start to sag into the mattress muttering a string of incoherent words; a tell tale sign of her submission. But there’s still work to be done. Crack. By now theres a fiery, red handprint on y/n’s left ass cheek and fuck if he couldn’t cum right there.

The stinging is becoming unbearable and my hips have come to a slow stop. Clearly Seb isn’t willing to compromise and the sooner I can be done with this, the sooner I can soothe my sore cheeks. “Cum inside me.” Wrapping his arm around my waist, Seb takes his fingers and rubs my over sensitive nub once again. That, paired with his frantic thrusting and my stinging ass, has my vision fading. “What’s that babe, you want me to do what?” Fucking bitch. Of course he’s gonna make me beg for it. I guess I took too long again because my bruised cheek is met once again with a forceful palm. I throw my head into the pillow as silent tears run down my face and a voiceless scream makes its way out of my throat as I come for the third time that night.

Ready for this to be over with I moan a string of rants, with a voice so hoarse, almost begging him to cum. “Please daddy, cum inside me, please, please. Cum *thrust* in *thrust* me.” With a final sharp slap to my ass and a roar in my ear, I feel a swoosh of Sebs’ hot release flooding my insides and all I can do is groan in defeat as this whole ordeal is finally finished, exhausted from all the pleasure I just received. I close my eyes for a brief moment and before I know it, sleep hits me like a truck. A little out of it, I briefly remember Sebastian carrying me, bridal style, to the shower mumbling some nonsense about being clean and comfortable. Leaning my head into his chest, a cool burst of water splashes my face and now I’m fully awake and pissed. He rests my feet on the floor of the tub and I turn around to smack him clean in the jaw.

“What the fuck Seb?” Grabbing my wrists, he pulls me in close, muttering a string of apologies. “I’m sorry baby, I just want you to get cleaned up while I put some fresh sheets on the bed. You actually made quite the mess back there. That wasn’t what I meant when I told you earlier we should get a water bed” he stated with a smug smirk. The only energy I can muster up is a resting bitch face at his poor attempt of a joke. Chuckling, he clearly finds himself more amusing than he actually is. The water finally warms to a comfortable temperature and beats down on my back which has me all too eager to have this time to myself. Stepping outside the shower, Seb gently grabs my face in his hands and locks eyes with me. I see a whirlpool of emotions in his eyes, but I can’t quite make sense of them at the moment. “I’m sorry if I got too rough with you. Are you feeling okay?” Giving a shaky nod, he gives me a look of approval. “Go get cleaned, I’ll change those bed sheets and leave some clothes out. When you’re done, come on out and let daddy rub some aloe vera on this for you, okay?” he says stroking my ass.

With a light slap to my cheeks and a quick peck to my lips, he leaves me in a heap of steam to wonder where the fuck that side of him came from earlier today.

#EmmyWrites #EmmyTries #Soft!Dark!Seb #SebastianStan #Soft!Dark!SebastianStan #Sebastian Stan x Reader #Sebastian Stan x You #real person fiction #rpf

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f1fantasy · 4 years

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F1 drivers as parents ✨

Lewis - Takes the kids camping so he can teach them about nature and the environment. Super supportive and does the right amount of spoiling so he makes them happy but do not ruin them. Going to the park to play with the dogs and drink slushies is a family favorite.

Bottas - Is the kind of dad that has the picture of his baby daughter in the wallet and wants to show everyone ALL THE TIME. Quiet type of dad but so in love with his baby he would do anything for her. Would definitely wear the #1 dad shirt.

Max - Confused stonks all over the place, does not know how to make a baby bottle, burns his hand, spills it on the floor and makes the kid a fruit salad, discovering afterwards that it was the healthiest way out. Calls the mother EVERY TIME to make sure he’s doing things right.

Alex - Young dad material. Masters every single parenting skill without effort, plays with the kids for hours without getting bored and is a pro at putting them to bed. Afterwards cooks dinner and organizes the toys, perfect guy.

Carlos - Gives balls to the kids even before they are one month old. Teaches a two year old girl soccer and succeeds at it. Mini golf is the go to plan for a Sunday afternoon. The kind of dad that plays sports with kids because he genuinely enjoys spending time like that with them and not because he has to. Hot dad.

Lando - As silly as his kids. Weird faces and dances are his way to make them smile. Super focused on work but when he’s home he gives his undivided attention to the children. A bit overly competitive on videogames but now and then lets the kids win so he feels good at parenting.

Seb - DAD MATERIAL. The kind of dad that sits on the floor and let the girls paint his nails and do makeup and still looks really masculine and lovely. Teaches the kids how to eat healthy but sneaks lollipops and chocolate bars for them without the mother seeing it. Could sit a whole day just watching Barbie and pay attention to the movies.

Charles - HOT DAD pt2. Would dress his kids in the cutest clothes, like they had just jumped out of a magazine. Would sign then up for horse riding and piano classes and subtly cry at every recital or competition because he’d be so proud and that’d be so pretty. Would now and then show up in a different car to pick his son at school so the other kids would go “WOOOOOW THAT’S SICK”.

Checo - Mexican daaaaaaad. Loud dad, kinda strict but super in love with his family. So proud of his children, would skip job to watch his son’s soccer match even if he stayed on the bench the whole time. Everything would be a valid reason for icecream and taco night. Support and validation would be his way to show love.

Lance - Super loving and caring. Would raise his kids by talking and explaining everything, never raising his voice, so they would understand the things and make their own decisions. EXTREMELY patient with everything, in an almost supernatural way. Would be so happy to throw family parties and tell some dad jokes. Family man!!!! Popular among the daycare moms because he looks so charming and is so polite, popular among the kids’ friends because he’s extremely good at EVERY SINGLE SPORT and is willing to teach everyone.

Daniel - That dad who plays soccer with his teenager son and his friends, wins and laughs at their faces. Gets the teens beer without the mother knowing and is a big time friend. The kind of dad that kids are proud to say they have. Had some trouble with the mom in the early years because he taught the kids how to cuss, but learned his lesson and has a key role in education, not just the fun part.

Ocon - Goes from “Look, that’s my daughter! You look amazing! Spin, ballerina” with tears of joy in his eyes to “Mess with my kid and I’ll kill you slowly and painfully” in 0.0000007 seconds. Would dress up as Prince Charming in Halloween and take his little girl’s hand on his and go trick or treating proudly. Would love everything about the kid and be so supportive even on the weird phases (do you want to go EMO? Let’s paint this hair purple! Dad’s got your back!)

Pierre - Treats his daughter like a baby even after she gets married. Is kinda confused about the parenting stuff in the beginning but figures it out as it goes. Takes A LOT of pictures of irrelevant stuff because he just cannot believe that a perfect little girl like that is his daughter. Spoils her a little too much but she grows up to be an amazing brave and kind woman, mirroring her dad.

Kvyat - Kind of dad that laughs when the son falls and runs to help if he starts crying. Wants the boy to play hockey or football or rugby but when he decides to play chess he goes to every match and cheers the hell out and screams his lungs out in support. Absolutely hates boybands but would (angrily) wear a Harry Styles headband to take his babygirl to a concert and to see her happy.

Magnussen - Punk dad that scares the shit out of his kids’ friends (and their dads too). Tries to be strict but melts whenever his daughter makes puppy eyes and asks for dessert before dinner. Jealous and overprotective, also scares the shit out of the daughter’s boyfriend, but tries to socialize with him because she asks to.

Grosjean - Silly dad material. Would try cooking some weird baby food because the specialists say it’s good for the growth process. Smiley pancakes for breakfast and would always tie the laces of his kid’s shoes, in a sign of how much pure affection he has in that heart. Extremely thoughtful about the well-being of his kids and how they’re doing in school and with friends. Super focused on not embarrassing the kids but now and then lets a “daddy loves you, munchkin” slip.

Kimi - Hates everything kid-related except his kids. School meetings? Hates. Parents reunion? Hates. Father’s day soccer match? HATES. Is the kind of dad that TRULY loves that ugly ass coffee and watercolor paint drawing just because his daughter made him. Has tons of folders to save every piece of art, letter, video or school project he ever received and now and then goes and look at them to feel happy. Values hardwork so much he watches 5 times the terrible theater play his son is presenting only because he rehearsed for three months.

Gio - Popular among the daughter’s friends because HE CAN BRAID HAIR!!!! Cooks the same pasta 4 times a week because is his son’s favorite. Chill and respectful dad, super likable and actually funny, but in a cool way. Cool dad. Helps his kids with school projects but by actually helping and not by making everything himself.

Nicky - Shows classic music and movies for the kids so they grow up jamming to the 80’s songs he himself grew up listening. Takes them on snowboard vacations and surf trips even though he looks like a boring dad. The family has a whole “just chilling” aura but he invests and values education - be it socially (being polite, resourceful, kind) or academically (focusing on school, college and learning in general).

George - No one doubted he would be a good dad but everyone got surprised when he turned out naturally gifted for it. He’s not too serious but also not too playful, he educates his children well but also has so much fun with them. Really into father and son long term activities, like building a car from scratch or fully remodeling the backyard garden.

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k347 · 4 years

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Apparently Seb has no tattoos, at least not to the naked eye. What tattoo do you think Seb would choose to represent Chris? I don't see him putting his bf's name on his body do you?

I love you 💞@loricameback for asking this question. It's so thoughtful and interesting. I have actually thought so much about this, I could go on for hours. But still here are a few of my ideas- (this turned into a long headcanon and I am not even sorry about it 😅)

Sebastian is a fairly modest man. He admires beauty in the simplicity. A minimalist. I agree he wouldn't be the one to staright up get Chris' name tattooed. It would be something more subtle, deep, meaningful. Something that nobody else could decipher easily except for Chris and himself.

He would probably get a small shooting star tattoo on his wrist/ankle/behind his ear. It would symbolify their shared love and enthusiasm for astronomy. Also he'd tease and mention playfully how Chris is an angel fallen on the earth, a star from the skies that was sent to light his way in life. Chris facepalms and thinks Seb is pulling his leg for being a hopeless romantic. But the truth is Sebastian means it. He really does.

The other one would definitely be some eastern philosophical symbol that means peace. It is from one of Chris' favourite books by Eckhart Tolle. It explains the power of presence. Being in the moment, immersing yourself fully into the present.

Whenever his anxieties get too high, Sebastian looks at the tattoo and remembers the feel of his boyfriend's warm breath, ticklish feel of a full beard on the nape of Seb's neck and a hushed calm, soothing voice in his ear.

"This little symbol asks us to take a deep breath in. Let the reality of the moment sink in. Be grateful for existence.", Chris had told him. So he got it tattooed on the side of his forefinger. He looks at it too often when he is on press tours alone. It grounds him. Makes him feel at peace. A safety band aid that he wrapped in his palm forever.

It's like Chris is holding his finger and guiding him through as someone would to a lost child. Sebastian loves having this constant support and guidance. It also reminds him of Chris' being his lighthouse. The guiding light to follow whenever he feels he is lost and life is planning conspiracies against him.

There might also be another small, delicate but detailed tattoo on the back of his shoulder or at the bottom of his spine. Something honouring Chris' star sign. Maybe the Gemini constellation. Or maybe a beautiful tattoo of a single Lavender branch, since lavenders are known as a Gemini's birth flowers.

Sebastian had thought a lot about getting this one. Back in Romania, they used to have lavender festivals in the month of June when the flower fields are flourished and bloomed to the brim.

In his childhood Sebastian had learnt the meaning behind the gorgeous flowers from his grandmother. He might not have thought about the significance of it then but now as an adult he could piece all of it together.

Lavenders have multiple florets on one stem. They grow in different directions and spread their vibrant beauty all around. Similarly, Chris' true gemini heart and soul is blessed with the ability to always find his muse, astonishing creativity and productivity. But it can also get “all over the place” just like the flower.

The memories and comparisons of beautiful, expansive lavender fields Sebastian ran through as a kid fit perfectly with the expanse of Chris' big, strong emotions which he feels so deeply in his beautiful, generous heart.

That lavender tattoo had been his early birthday gift to Chris. A surprise in the middle of one of their lazy-afternoon impromptu makeout sessions. Chris had gotten all choked up with emotion when he realised what it was.

Tears in eyes, unable to swallow the lump in his throat, Chris had just pulled Seb in for another deep, toecurling kiss while his long, deft fingers gently roamed over the still sore skin on the small of Sebastian's back.

There had been obscene amount of kisses placed on that tattoo, with Chris filthily licking and singing praises to the dimples at the bottom of his spine. A lot of whimpering, almost pathetic moans escaping Sebastian's own mouth while his body floated with immense pleasure and rippling shockwaves.

After that they had somehow grown into using a lot of aromatic lavender essence oils, bath bombs and candles. This one little tattoo had opened so many doors of new experiences for both of them.

There's a saying, 'the beauty of Lavender is that it spreads itself far and wide for onlookers to enjoy.' They've used that line as an innuendo in the bedroom way more times than any one of them would care to admit.

So next time, if and when someone tries to tell him floral tattoos are not 'tough or manly enough', Sebastian might actually go and punch the toxic masculinity out of that person's face.

Chris laughs wholeheartedly whenever he hears this. He knows full well that despite of the obvious calm and sweet nature, his Seb has got zero patience for dumb comments and stupid shit like that.

Seb would never get in dumb frat bro physical fights despite of what he cutely rambles, but he would surely throw some sass and smart-subtle insults with deadass intimidating glares along that person's way. Rightfully deserved. Chris is only proud. And maybe even a bit turned on by the idea of that.

These small, permanent tattoos are a very well-hidden secret. Not for the world to know. Or the purpose of putting on a show.

They are promises exchanged between just the two of them. Silent declarations of love.

The fake/temporary ones Sebastian got for filming though, they're a constant topic of long running jokes.

Like that medal ribbon tattoo he had to get for the bronze. It had to stay with them for two long weeks and Christopher being the smug bastard that he is, had made probably a thousand inappropriate jokes about it.

Not just about the medal. Literally anything and everything he'd see hanging in anywhere. It had been an interesting week to say the least.

When Chris had himself admitted he couldn't shut up about it no matter how hard he tried, Sebastian had managed to do just that (by offering him the prize). So it had all actually worked out real swell in the end. For both of them.

The destroyer tattoo, when he got his mom's photo on his bicep, Chris had gone on and on about how much he admires Seb's love and devotion to his mother.

To the point, where seb had to remind him that the purpose of the tattoo was to make him appear as an intimidating, dark-ish guy not a nice, sweet mama's boy.

Chris chose to plainly ignore that comment and continued to gush over him. His own mom had texted him back only regarding how good she looked in the picture instead of freaking out over the flashy tattoo as expected. (Till this date, he suspects Chris had something to do with it). And Sebastian still couldn't be more thankful for having these amazing weirdos in his life.

It's really fortunate to be able to love and be loved back. The tattoos, they're here to stay. Just like their relationship. Forever.

After some heavy action and a few good rounds of going at it non-stop, his exhausted boyfriend loves to give him a light spank and say it'd be great if they ever got 'Property of Chris Evans' tramp stamped on his cute butt. Sebastian plays along and replies mischievously that someday he'd do just that and the look on Chris' face would be priceless and a sight he'd love to watch.

"Too bad you wouldn't get to see it then. I'd have your head buried in the pillows while you make all those pretty little noises for me, sweetheart", Chris muses darkly and Sebastian can't help the deep shade of red that spreads all over his skin.

Tattoos. Something Sebastian was originally never passionate about. Not that he hated them. He had just never thought about it before meeting and falling for Chris.

Now they mean so much to him. Hold a great importance. Make him feel special. Loved. Treasured. They're a source of inspiration too.

"Wear your heart on your skin in this life", Seb types out before closing the doc file that contains his yet unpublished story.

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Note- I don't know jack-sh*t about astrology and star signs. Just googled a few terms for writing this. If you are an expert and any of these are wrong, kindly ignore and forgive the mistakes.

#evanstan #headcanon #Seb's tattoos #I hope the mentions of smut didn't ruin the emotion I wanted to put in it #either way #I'm just so happy I got the chance to write this.#THANK YOU Lorie 💞💞#You're the best #rpf #tattooed on my heart

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weeeeeeeyoooooo · 3 years

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𝓘𝓽'𝓼 𝓨𝓸𝓾

Written for @nightbirdssidekick as part of the Seblaine Gift Exchange!! ✨🏳️‍🌈💕

A/N:

In this story, Sebastian is a Senior at Dalton, and he’s recently confessed his feelings for Blaine, but he is yet to come out to his family. At first, both Sebastian and Blaine are devastated, but at his final Show Choir Nationals Competition, Sebastian decides to change things last minute when he finds out that not only is Blaine in the audience, but his family is too. This is pretty much a complete AU Oneshot that kind of came to life on its own! Lisa, you pretty much gave me free rein to write almost anything, and I really hope you enjoy reading this! ❤️

Summary: To make Sebastian's final Nationals Show Choir Competition with the Warblers even more memorable, not only has he been given a solo, but he also spots a familiar face in the audience. But with his family in the audience, does he have it in him to show them what he's made of, or will the one thing stopping him from falling in love find a way to stop him from reaching his happiness all over again? @seblainegiftexchange

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Wes asked as he followed behind his friend, a concerned look etched on his face as they entered McKinley's auditorium for Nationals of the Show Choir Competition and made their way to their seats. "What? No- Yes! Yes, I'm sure." Blaine assured, along with a feeble attempt of a reassuring smile, turning his attention away from the older male as they took their seats. Scanning through the programme to see how many more choirs were on before The Warblers.

"Sebastian and I's most recent conversation may not have ended on the best of terms, but I promised him that I would be here for his final competition no matter what," Blaine exclaimed with a soft sigh, anxiously biting down on his bottom lip as he turned to look at Wes. "You think I'm making a mistake, don't you?" He questioned, the man he considered his best friend letting out a soft chuckle as he shook his head in response before speaking, "no, I don't think you're making a mistake, I just– it's still a raw situation. You're at the point in your life where you're out and proud, and you want to settle down eventually with the man of your dreams, whereas Sebastian– Sebastian hasn't even come out to his parents yet... I think you're both at such different points in your life, and coming here fresh from an argument may not be the best idea right now. But you're my friend, and if this is where you want to be, you know I'll be right by your side to support you through it."

As much as the truth hurt to hear, it was the one thing Blaine had always been able to rely on Wes for. No matter what, Wes was the type of person who never hid from the truth.

As much as the truth hurt to hear, it was the one thing Blaine could always rely on when it came to getting advice from Wes. No matter what, Wes was the type of person who never hid from the truth. "Thank you, Wes." The younger man said softly, feeling himself suddenly become anxious as he spotted Nick and Jeff walking up one of the seating isles; Blaine finding himself forcing on his best attempt of a smile as the two Seniors gave him a small wave of greeting as they went past.

"Oh my God, Blaine's here!" In a whisper to his boyfriend, Jeff exclaimed, Nick, nodding in response before stopping in his tracks. "Oh my God, we've got to tell Sebastian!" Without another word, the two quickly rushed backstage to find their friend.

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Sebastian had been replaying the argument around in his head since it happened, at a crossroads between the man he loved more than his own life and his family. While he knew the pain of losing Blaine would be the worst pain he would experience in his entire lifetime, he also knew the type of repercussions that could arise if his family were to take the news of his sexuality negatively.

"Concentrez-vous, Sébastien..." The brunette mumbled to himself, pacing the school hallway as he tried to get out of his mind, suddenly being snapped out of his thoughts as he heard two frantic voices calling out his name and running towards him as if they needed rescuing from a rabid dog.

"Sebastian! Seb! Oh- Oh my sides..." Jeff groaned breathlessly once he came to a halt, grabbing onto his friend's shoulder as he rested his other hand on his boyfriend's back. "Seb- I- We-" He mumbled, Sebastian, beginning to lose his patience as both his curiosity and concern started to grow- either Jeff was stalling, or something had happened that both teens were afraid to tell him. "What?!" Sebastian finally snapped, both Nick and Jeff suddenly catching their breaths as they looked at each other before back towards their friend. "Blaine's here..." Nick confessed, the sadness instantly becoming evident in Sebastian's eyes.

He remembered.

"I- your parents, too. Blaine and Wes are sat right behind them." Jeff confessed, suddenly becoming unnerved as Sebastian turned away from them and went quiet.

"Go get the others... I've made my decision."

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“Please put your hands together for the Dalton Academy Warblers!”

Taking a deep breath, Sebastian forced on his confident exterior as he made his way onto the stage with his fellow Warblers, the group performing an Acapella rendition of Ariana Grande’s One Last Time without a hitch. But as the audience came down from their high after the first song, it was safe to say that there were more than few puzzled looks in the crowd as the group took a step back into the darkness while the spotlight shone down on Sebastian.

Unlike their typical performances, this was unlike anything the Warblers had ever done before; a single piano beginning to play with subtle sounds of accompanying violins, Sebastian started to sing.

“My feet are aching And your back is pretty tired And we've drunk a couple bottles, babe”

Seeing the man he was so deeply in love with step forward for the solo Sebastian had told him so much about during their Skype Calls, Blaine found himself looking down at the ground as he struggled to look up at Sebastian as he sang. The aching of his heart almost becoming unbearable as he struggled to keep his composure. But something was telling him to look up, so he did. Tears instantly welling up in his eyes as the two locked eyes with one another.

"Oh my God..." Blaine whispered to himself, realising Sebastian had changed the original line from girl to boy. It was at that point that Blaine started to truly sob, not once breaking his eyes from Sebastian's as he savoured a moment that he had always dreamt of. For so long, all Blaine wanted was to be enough for someone, and now, despite every obstacle that once stood in their way, Sebastian Smythe was that someone.

“And here it is, our final night alive And as the earth runs to the ground Oh boy it's you that I lie with As the atom bomb locks in Oh it's you I watch TV with As the world, as the world caves Oh it's you that I lie with As the atom bomb locks in Yes it's you I welcome death with As the world, as the world caves in.”

By the end of his performance, Sebastian's tears were cascading down his face, a genuine smile growing as he looked out to his soulmate. He could see his parents talking and looking at him, but right before he was about to walk off stage, his mother and father stood up to applaud him along with the rest of the crowd; they knew what he had meant with the song, and they accepted him unconditionally.

As Nationals came to an end, The Warblers were crowned with a first-place victory, but there was no denying that Blaine and Sebastian were the true winners that night. As soon as the competition had officially come to an end, Sebastian ran down the steps at the side of the stage and ran up to Blaine; the two instantly embracing one another before finally pressing their lips together for a passionate kiss.

Pulling back after a moment, they both blushed before saying in unison.

"I love you."

#seblainegiftexchange #seblaine au #seblaine fic #emma writes stuff

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extremelyblackandwhite · 4 years

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i wanna know what love is - drabble #3

Pairing: rockstar! sebastian stan x writer!reader

Warnings: fluff

Summary: Y/N’s pregnant with the second baby, sebastian has been on tour for a few months and hasn’t seen her bump yet, fluff follows.

A/N: is this another pregnancy drabble? yes. do i like pregnancy drabbles? i do, also sebastian and a baby bump in endings beginnings.

(gif not mine, credit to creator)

- Jess. - Y/N walked into the bedroom of her oldest son, finding him surrounded by a bunch of toys. She smiled, rolling her eyes at the amount of toys the three year old had. Between her family buying him every single new toy that came into the shelf and Sebastian being the weakest parent in the world, surrendering to his son whenever he pouted and asked for something at the shop. She normally used to joke that they would need a whole new house just for Jess’ toys and now with the new baby on the way she wondered if she would need to buy a storage unit just for her kids’ toys. Despite all of this, what has found fun was how her son took after her when it came to decisions, ever the indecisive one and right now he was trying to decide which one of his new toys he was gonna take to show his dad. - Jessie, baby, didn’t I tell you we need to hurry?

- But mum, I don’t know what toy daddy will like more. - he waved his little toddler arms around the various toys scattered around the floor. She smiled and crotched to the floor, cuddling her son next to her.

- Why don’t you take your Millenium Falcon Lego Set so you can build it with daddy?

- But you said a small toy, mummy.

- What about Lego Set and Hugsie? - Hugsie had been a gift from Sebastian to her once she got pregnant with her second baby as Y/N was a big Friends fan and when he found it in a shop during their daily walk, he couldn’t help it but give it to her. However, Jess had taken a liking to the plushie and Y/N being the softie she was gave it to her son.

Jess nodded, walking away from his mum to put the lego set on his little yellow ducky bag and to grab Hugsie. Job done, Y/N thought to herself, leaving her toddler’s room to go a grab her carry on. Being pregnant with the second baby was surely easier, not only was the baby calmer but the bump was significantly smaller than Jess’ was, which meant she did not wobble as much. Jess came running into the living room, suitcase bouncing side to side and Hugsie on one side.

- Let’s go see daddy. - Jess opened the door of the penthouse, walking with a purpose, something he clearly had gotten from his dad. Flying with a toddler was something Y/N had gotten used to, between travelling due to work reasons, to see her family or to visit Sebastian whenever he was on tour, Jess liked flying more than playing. Going through the airport checks while pregnant was somewhat traumatising however. In less than three hours they were walking into the Las Vegas hotel where she had first kissed Sebastian. Jess ran in front of her, pushing the doors of the hotel suit open before screaming Mary’s name. Y/N rushed over to see if he was alright only to see him hugging his godmother. - Look mummy, it’s Mary.

- God, almost gave me a heart attack. - Y/N dropped her bag by the side, smiling at her friend.

- Look at that. - Mary pointed at her bump. - Baby 2 is making its presence known.

- It’s almost like blowing up a ballon, just appeared in this last month. - Y/N thought she was the luckiest woman alive when she reached 30 weeks and little to no pregnancy symptoms and then out of the sudden she got a bump. It was still better than her pregnancy with Jess but it still left her with no room to sleep at night. - Is Sebastian here?

- Him and the boys went out for a meal, should be here in a bit.

- Think you can look over Jess for a while? I really need to sleep before baby decides to kick again. - all she wanted was to sleep but with the baby constantly kicking , Jess being a three year old, and the bump being uncomfortable all she did was stay awake. Mary nodded, grabbing Jess’ hand before he could go around and break everything he found in sight. Y/N took that as a yes and made a bee-line to the bedroom with the really nice mattress and really soft sheets.

Sebastian came back from lunch wanting nothing but to go back home. He always thought that he’d be the cool dad once he became one but he was more of a softie always wanting his kids sort of dad. It only took a woman to walk in with a baby while he was having lunch that made him immediately miss his wife and Jess. He walked into his hotel room to be greeted by a slippery toddler hugging his legs. He looked down to see Jess in his swimming costume, holding his legs while Mary followed soon behind.

- Y/N said no running when you’re wet. - Mary did not like to play the bad cop so whenever she made a rule with Jess, she always added Y/N or Sebastian had made them. Sebastian rolled his eyes, crutching down to pick his son up making him giggle. - That’s your slippery problem now.

- Daddy, daddy, me and mummy brought Legos. - he pointed at his little ducky bag on the floor. - We brought Hugsie too but he’s sleeping with mummy.

- Have you been a good boy to mummy and the baby? - Sebastian had told Jess before he left that it was his task to take care of his mum and sibling, something he was extremely proud of. Y/N had even sent him a picture of Jess trying to hoover the carpet.

- Yes, daddy. - he cuddled against his father’s neck. - Let’s build the Legos, please, please!

Sebastian nodded his head yes, putting his son of the ground who went to grab the Lego box, sitting in the middle of the living room. If someone had told him before that he would be a very proud dad of a beautiful boy, a baby to go and a husband to one of the most beautiful and smart women, he would never believe it. He went over to start building the Lego’s along with his son, laughing at just like Y/N he would get frustrated when the pieces didn’t fit and pout, sometimes even throwing them against the wall ... that he had gotten from him.

Y/N woke up with the baby kicking again, she groaned and rolled to the side, lifting her torso before getting off the bed to go check on Jess. He normally used to come and cuddle next to her and since he wasn’t in bed, she had started to worry. She walked out of her room and into the living room stopping at the entrance to look at what he thought was the sweetest thing she had ever seen. Her husband lying against the coach, Jess on top of him, both sleeping surrounded by a half done Millenium Falcon. Y/N walked over to her husband, pushing the hair away from his forehead and placing a kiss there. He shook in his sleep, opening his eyes to come to sight with his wife.

- I’m sorry baby, I didn’t mean to wake you up. - she sat next to him, pushing some legos to the side. - You two just looked very cute.

- I missed you. - he leaned his head down to place a sweet kiss on her lips, his eyes going down to her bump. - Wow, where did that come from?

- I think it’s your daughter. - she smirked, looking at the surprised look in his face. - I know we were supposed to wait like Jess but I just couldn’t wait and I had my guesses and I wanted to prove myself right.

- God, we have one of each. - he placed his palm over her bump. - And I get to pick the name.

- Oh no. - she giggled, looking at her bump. - I’m sorry baby girl, your name is probably gonna be Jewel or Crystal.

- No, it’s gonna be Marion just like I told you. - he leaned slowly as to not to wake up his son so he could kiss her bump. - You really think we can do two kids and not entirely mess them up?

- Well, I think that one is turning up just fine. - she pointed to Jess. - And this little one will turn out just fine. We make a great team.

- You do realise no one is ever gonna be good enough for our little girl, don’t you?

- Hey, when I said that about Jess you called me mamma bear.

- I guess I’m papa bear now.

- Yeah, we’re a bunch of old softies. - she cuddled against Sebastian’s side, hand going to rest on top of her son’s back. - We’re gonna be fine, Seb.

- Yeah, we will.

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Salt Air And The Rust On Your Door- Saturday, March 20, 2021

Para: Salt Air And The Rust On Your Door

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Seblaine.

Blaine: @andersoncharm

Sebastian: @smythesm

When: Saturday, March 20, 2021

Location: Marblehead, Massachusetts- Blaine’s gifted beach cottage.

Notes: Blaine and Sebastian spend the weekend putting together Blaine’s new sacred space.

Warnings: This RP includes; Mentions of death. Parental Death (Blaine’s Mom), Mentions of toxic past relationships. Mentions of brief past Klaine. Depression. Anxiety.

Extra Warnings: (This RP is not Kurt Hummel friendly. You’ve all been warned.)

Under cut for length and some sexy talk. Work is mostly unedited as usual.

Para Title taken from- August by Taylor Swift

Blaine’s POV:

Blaine bit into his bottom lip in concentration and ran his finger down his checklist one last time. Everything seemed to be in order, then again he couldn’t be sure with all of these things scattered the way they had been after his life had been uprooted. It was so hard for him to believe that he’d been exiled and forced to pack up every single thing he owned only four months ago. It both felt like a lifetime and no time at all. He’d done his best to keep each vial and each book and each seed or herb safe, even the magic ones that he’d managed to sneak off of LeFay grounds with the help of his dearly missed friends David and Nick. Everything had either been dumped at his new sacred space or was hidden away in his side of the closet in his and Seb’s bedroom. The thought of everything so messed up and moved around without a home made Blaine’s skin feel itchy.

His father had gotten him the Marblehead beach cottage as a parting gift, a way for Blaine to stay connected to his old world, a reminder that he still belonged… He’d even picked a place that was less than four miles away from Salem, where part of his legacy had begun. But Blaine had yet to spend any time over there, had only really looked at the place once through bleary eyes as his dad helped him drop off various things from his old home, his dorm that was more than a dorm. And this new place was, well, new. It was a painful reminder that Blaine wasn’t supposed to see his dad anymore. Wasn’t supposed to talk to David or Nick or any of his other Witch friends. It hurt to think about spending time at the little grey cottage all alone without anyone there to talk to. Sure, he liked to practice alone, but sometimes it was nice to look up and see his dad trying to look proud, or to laugh at something David or Nick said to break him of his concentration. It was all too much and Blaine had been putting it off for a month now. He’d been feeling so good for weeks and yet the cottage still stood mostly empty with only boxy and dusty books to keep it company.

Plus there had been talk- thanks to Hunter and Tony that this was a place Blaine could see them, his dad and friends, again. It was risky, and maybe he shouldn’t try, but gods he missed them. Maybe he’d only get to see them once or twice a year, but that was still more than what he was seeing them now. The knowledge that he could sit and have a cup of tea with his dad and maybe give him a hug was what kicked Blaine into gear. He’d spent the last eight years miserable, thinking his dad resented him and now that he knew the truth, how he’d helped Blaine and Seb and how much he really loved him, it was too late and Blaine had been forced to leave him behind. If this cottage could get him a few minutes of Will’s time without trouble he’d take it. What better day to set up his new space than the Vernal Equinox?

Almost all of his instruments were already there, all of his books and ingredients. Seeds to start a new garden, and all of his offering jars and trinkets. He’d brought over the things for his mother’s altar, hoping he could make his new one bigger than the one he had at his dorm. He kept only his guitar and an assortment of everyday things he used in practice at Seb’s- no, it was their apartment now, had been for years if he were honest, he just needed to remember that he actually only lived there now. The two of them had also decided that their Aphrodite altar would stay in their bedroom, it seemed like it belonged there and it was for both of them after all. He’d been sick for months after his trial, his wrist still burned when he thought about it too much, his scars still seemed so ugly and harsh when he ran his thumbs over them, and his body still felt bone deep weariness when he used too much magic but he was better. He needed to do this, needed to build himself a sacred space, a space that he got to practice and live like a Witch even if it was only for a few hours a day.

Ras was already at the cottage, glamoured away and running amongst the rocky shore as a grumpy Freya dutiful and lovingly looked on. All that was left was for Blaine to take Sebastian and himself. The place was shrouded in magic and therefore travel by a car wasn’t really ideal. They could drive to the quaint, picturesque town, but Blaine would have to magically travel them all there from a parking space and he figured it was safer to just leave from their apartment. He was getting stronger each day and the task of getting Ras there left him only a tiny bit winded and tired. He smiled up at his boyfriend and tipped the usual anti nausea potion into his mouth and gave Seb a moment to adjust to the taste and then he pulled him close, pressing Seb’s face into his neck so he wouldn’t get dizzy from the movement. He thought of where he needed to go and then they were moving. The scent of springtime rain, and the strike of lighting against damp earth filled his nose and then their feet were touching the rocky ground before he knew it, the sounds of gulls and gentle waves filled his ears and he held onto Seb to not only keep him steady but to get his own groundings, something he’d never had to do before but the trial had really done him in. He hoped it wasn’t permanent, another secret punishment they’d forgotten to mention.

The sea worn grey wood flaps of the small, plain but pretty house almost blended in with the grey of the New England sky, the Atlantic only a few shades darker. Only the white trip of the windows and small porch helped the tiny cottage stand out. The sun was trying its hardest to peak out behind the stormy clouds of the ocean but Helios apparently wasn’t welcome today. The place smelled of magic and mischief with a side of whimsy and a calm that only came to Blaine when he was near comforting, magical things. It was so private. So calm. He could see people off the peninsula, but they seemed far away in a Spring pink glow of another world. The wards his father had put up around the place were stronger than anything Blaine could come up with. It was so hidden that he was honestly surprised Seb could see the place at all. He was sure no human should be able to, then again Seb wasn’t just a human. He was Blaine’s Fate. Blaine reckoned that maybe Seb could only see it because he was Blaine’s. The only humans that should be able to see through the magic were hunter’s but here Seb was, looking out over the ocean with a small smile as Ras crashed through the gentle waves while Freya watched like a worried mother. Blaine reached for Seb’s hand, slipping their fingers together.

“It really is beautiful and peaceful here, isn’t it?” He smiled, his heart thumping as if it knew he’d like it here as he watched the pup and his guardian. No, it wasn’t his home, his home was with Seb, but this could be something special. A place for the both of them to enjoy. He could see himself inside the cottage, windows open and curtains gently blowing in the sea breeze as he practiced, his fingers crushing and mixing while Seb and Ras played in the waves and Freya watched over all of them in the glow of the sun.

He smiled bigger. “Something tells me you’re going to want to be here a lot…” He grinned, knowing how much Seb loved the beach. Come summer the sun would be beating down most days and even if it were Blaine would make it so for Seb. “You know we could even vacation here… Less people, more time with just us.” He was teasing, he would never expect Seb to give up his annual trips to the island, but they could come here for alone time. No one would ever find them. The thought made Blaine smile even more.

“We’ve got to get it presentable first. Should we mess around with Ras first or do you want to start on the inside first? Or we could have the lunch I packed. It’s up to you, you’re the guest here.”

Sebastian’s POV:

Sebastian had grown a little more used to the magic travel. Blaine still made him an anti nausea potion every time and he was thankful for that. Magical traveling wasn’t meant for any old human, the swiftness felt like whiplash and the fast arrival at a whole new location was disorienting. It was extremely convenient, though and Enjolras had even started to grow accustomed to it (maybe even enjoyed it a little.) It was very handy now that Blaine’s father had secretly gifted him a cottage on the coast. Blaine could pop in there to work on his craft and be home again on the same day.

Sebastian had promised his boyfriend that he would help him set up the new place and make it comfortable for him. He was thankful that Blaine would have a little space where he could still feel connected to the world he was pushed out of. Seb knew that Blaine loved the apartment but he couldn’t deny that something was missing. As much as the other man had felt trapped at LeFey, he missed the sprawling gardens and dusty rooms and most importantly, his community. He encouraged Blaine to spend as much time at the cottage as he felt he needed and assured him he was okay with him leaving the Aphrodite altar and his random bottles and bundles of herbs around.

He didn’t have much time to think as they held onto each other and arrived in a rocky patch of marram grass. The first thing Sebastian noticed was how big the beach they were on was, and then Ras frolicking in the foamy wash of the ocean. He turned on his heels to see the grey cottage.

“Yeah, B. It’s beautiful out here. I’d definitely spend more time out here, if you’ll have me that is.” Sebastian reached over and took Blaine’s hand, “We could do that. You had me at ‘less people’.” The island was great but Seb felt like he had maybe outgrown it. He craved privacy and the quiet but still missed the ocean so this was a perfect fit.

“Let’s eat real quick. That way we can concentrate and I’m sure Ras will head over when he sees the food. I’m excited to see the inside of this place, though.”

Blaine’s POV:

Blaine smiled as he watched his boyfriend take in his surroundings. He knew how much Sebastian loved the beach and the ocean and he could see him lying out on the sand with a towel and a book while the waves crashed around him and Ras snored in the sun next to him. That was Blaine’s favorite part about their trips to the island, getting to play and lay exhausted and a little burnt in the sun with Sebastian next to him smelling of sunscreen and the salty breeze of the ocean air. For a moment, being exiled and forced to do his craft in a place like this didn’t seem so bad at all. He could set up a garden on the porch and get them chairs for their private beach and he could even make it so Seb could enjoy the place in the dead of winter.

“You know, I had a feeling you would like it here. I promise the sun won't always be hiding like it is today, Spring is trying its hardest.” He turned and looked up at him for a second before tip-toeing up so that he could press a kiss to his lips, he savored the feeling of Seb’s lips against his, their arms around each other while Ras yipped at Freya and the gulls cawed around the happy pup. The breeze lifted their hair and their clothing and Blaine felt a moment of complete satisfaction. “I have ways of coaxing the sun out, since we’re all alone and no one can see us. I could even make it so that it was warm here in the winter just for you. You could catch the rays of the winter sun instead of summer for once. It’s a big bit of magic but you’re worth it. We’ve never really had a place like this where I could do things like that for you. Not even the apartment. Maybe this is all a good thing… ” He paused, pondering if this was part of the reason his dad had picked a beach house out of him, because Will had been watching him and Seb for years now and he had to know that Seb loved the beach and Blaine loved working the sea winds and sand and salt water. It was almost so perfect. If only you didn’t have to give up the rest of it for this small bit of sanctuary…

“I didn’t do too much, I figured I’d cook a big dinner when we got home tonight, but there’s a selection of cheese, French bread, olives, tomatoes, some cured meats and sparkling water. I made strawberry cake for dessert. You have to have dessert, right. Oh, and some chardonnay. So we could drink at our new home away from home.” He had said it wasn’t much, but he had made the whole cake from scratch, he was pretty proud of it. He grinned as they made their way into the house. The air was a little too chilly for them to eat outside, and Blaine wasn’t in the mindset to warm the space up just yet. He’d have to practice that a bit.

The small cottage was filled with happy, magical clutter. It featured one giant room with a kitchen nook that was filled with open shelving, almost as if it were built for a witch, and who knew, maybe it was. There was a two seater worn light blue wood table placed in front of a huge curtainless window so that they could look out at the beach where they could see Ras and Freya frolicking about. Off the living space was a doorless opening that led into a small bedroom, he could just the the end of the queen sized bed his dad had put there- and an even smaller bathroom off of that. It was pretty and simple and small and Blaine didn’t know if it was sad that all of his magical items plus a few other things to make it livable would fit in here, or if it was perfect and he couldn’t wait to set it all up to his liking.

“Sit, baby, I’ll set everything up for lunch.” He pulled out the wooden chair for Seb and started to set out everything. It looked like a picture from a beachy catalogue by the time he was finished with it complete with the prettiest model they could find. Seb looked like he belonged here and Blaine, without comment, pulled his phone out and snapped a few pictures of his boyfriend as he sat there with wind blown hair and cheeks sipping from his chardonnay glass and cutting and sneaking little pieces of smooth Camembert He grinned and a little laugh of awe left his lips.

“Gods, you are just the most beautiful person no matter where we go…” Seb heard the compliment from him all the time and he didn’t expect him to say much, but Blaine never tired of telling him. Especially when it made him feel so good to know that he was his. Besides, this was a new and beautiful place and Sebastian’s beauty only made it that much better.

Sebastian’s POV:

Sebastian sat at the small kitchen table and immediately dug into the cheese. Blaine always knew what he was craving or in the mood for. He wasn’t sure if it was because he was a witch or because he was extremely attentive. It was probably both. The moment felt pretty great, the smell of salt in the air and food spread out on the table, Ras barking playfully on the beach, B smiling and snapping pictures.

Seb smiled and tilted his head. “Well, I think you’re the most beautiful so it looks like we’re at an impasse here.” He lifted his wine glass for a toast, “here’s to your new space. I can’t wait to spend more time here.”

After they had eaten too much and cleaned up the table, it was time to start unpacking boxes and filling the shelves. Sebastian wasn’t sure where to start when it came to unpacking magical things so he settled on a box of books. He loved to organize, it was so satisfying when things were in alphabetical order or arranged by color. Seb didn’t admit it out loud but he was sure B knew that he had been looking forward to this. He found satisfaction and calm when it came to sorting and cleaning. Sebastian headed to the bookshelf and laid out the books before swapping them around in order from A-Z.

He let Blaine handle the herbs and his instruments while he focused on sorting papers and arranging empty jars and bottles by size. Sebastian refused to touch a specific box that rattled and picked up a wooden crate that started to emit dark blue smoke, which made him jump drop it on the floor. Blaine laughed at his reactions and assured him that he wouldn’t let him touch any of the dangerous materials.

“Dangerous?!” Seb jumped as the smoke’s tendrils swirled around his ankles. B shook his head with a cute smirk on his face and kissed him on the cheek.

Time passed by quickly as he hummed to himself as he dusted and wiped ancient books down and meticulously kept everything he worked on in order. Sebastian felt exhausted but satisfied when the cottage looked pretty much complete. He dusted himself off and looked over the small space.

“How do you feel, B?”

Blaine’s POV:

Blaine’s cheeks still heated up every time Seb paid him a compliment and being called beautiful made him blush even harder. It made him feel giddy inside and he surprised him still even though they had been together almost three years now. They’d been through so much, including almost being torn apart by death but Seb smiling at him with that damn smile and calling him beautiful was enough to make him feel like they were brand new. He playfully rolled his eyes and joined Seb with lunch. He enjoyed himself- the two of them watching through the windows as Ras, who usually came running in at the faintest whiff of food, rolled around in the sand and water while Freya tried in vain to lick the saltiness out of her favorite pain in the asses golden fur. They’d come in soon enough when their bellies were growling or Freya finally mothered the poor pup into it. They had too much work to do to worry about when they’d eat and besides, Freya knew where the food was and had her ways with how to give it to Ras when they came back.

Blaine lost himself in the flow of sorting through bundles of herbs and flowers tied with twine, glass jars covered in parchment paper held in place by various wax colors. Scrolls and notebook pages filled with notes form the time he was three all the way up now. Writings filled the pages and not just his own, but his family and his friends and even some from Freya and his parents' families. He took so many trips down memory lane today that he forgot for a second that he’d been exiled and just enjoyed the moments he’d made with his father and mother and friends. He found himself tearing up over a few little notes and fixes in his work from his mother, but it was soon replaced by a fond smile. Now that he had this little place he’d always have a place he could go to visit her, not just her altar or her empty gravesite.

There was teasing and laughing and Blaine played a little with candle magic, causing the ones he’d sat out all over to flicker and sputter out only to seemingly turn back on by themselves. There was a mishap with a mysterious, very charmed and protected box that Blaine would have to check into later, as he had forgotten what was even in there. Did his dad leave him with a magical creature to take care of? He wasn’t supposed to have those outside of school, would Will really break that rule? He shouldn’t, not even for Blaine. He made a note to himself to come back alone and check. Did Will give him a tiny sea serpent to watch over their new second home? The problem with them was that they didn’t stay tiny long. Gods. He wouldn’t… would he? He’d been joking about danger because the blue smoke spilling from the wooden crate was a side effect from a sleeping potion gone off and it was always fun to tease Seb, but the shaking box could very well be something dangerous. He pushed the box out onto the porch, noting the scent of salt and wondering if it were just the ocean and knowing it was directly from the box. He hoped Freya would help him out. He stole a small kiss from Seb to reassure him and the two of them went back to work in companionable silence. Blaine forgot about the box for a moment.

Once he finished with his portion he moved on to his instruments and set them up in the corner of the little living room nook. Most of the small home was dedicated to his craft, but this was to be a place he came to visit, a place he and Seb could come to when they wanted to get away and not have to worry about what they spent or how they looked. A place for him, but also the two of them. He spent a fair bit of time making the couch and the little wooden coffee table as cozy as possible. Tweaking the colors and fluffiness with his magic, impressing himself a little as he hadn’t gotten winded or overwhelmed with his magic once today, that had to be a first in four months. When he was finished, the couch was a deep shade of navy and was draped with dark maroon blankets and two giant pillows to match. It was lumpy and comfortable and he knew he could spend weeks in this new little palace and not miss the television once.

His boyfriend was methodically putting every single book magical and normal on the shelves lining the walls around the living space and he seemed to be in a world of his own, the little crease between his eyebrows on full display. Blaine could feel how content he was there and watching him so lost in thought made him smile and he wanted to walk over and pull Seb into his arms so he could release the bottom lip Seb had sucked into his mouth and had trapped between his teeth. Blaine could see it there between his teeth, cherry red and swollen from Seb’s worrying and Blaine could just imagine how good it would feel against his own lips. He just shook his head though, knowing that would just mess up Seb’s concentration, Blaine took the image of lips and teeth and furrowed brow and tucked it in his pocket for later- he’d kiss Sebastian properly when it was all finished. It would be his reward. He excused himself quietly and made his way into the tight and cozy bedroom that only had enough room for a queen sized bed squeezed against the wall and a small bedside table and a narrow door leading into the smallest bathroom. He did the same bit of magic and used the same colors. Making the small room just as fluffy, comforting and inviting as the living space.

There wasn’t much that could be done to the bathroom, it only had a sink, stand up shower and toilet. He turned the rug the same blue and left it at that. He entered back into the living space to find Seb standing in the middle of a fully completed living room and library hybrid looking extremely proud of himself. Blaine couldn’t help but smile. A real, face splitting smile that left him feeling light and airy like he might actually fly away if he wasn’t pulled back down. They’d done it. They’d made Blaine his very own LeFay. One that he got to share with his person. He made his way over to Seb and wrapped his arms around him partly to be close to him and partly to tether him to the ground. He was scared to feel so happy after feeling so damn hopeless.

“I feel…” He paused, looking around the room, taking in the tinkling of the low lights hung around the room, the sun setting behind the sea leaving the room in a whimsical darkness and candles reflecting prettily off of glass jars and the musty, pleasant smell of books. The spicy scent of the magic still residing on the blankets he’d fabricated for them. Ras and Freya were curled up by the little kitchen table now, but of them snoozing with full bellies. He swallowed hard and took a deep breath.

“I get to share my sacred space with you, Seb. I’m so happy right now, it’s fucking perfect and I couldn’t ask for much more.” He laughed a little as he looked into Seb’s eyes, their green sea and flecks of blue flickering in the candlelight. “I know I can't go back again, I know I’ll never see LeFay or anything like it again, but in a way this is better. It’s almost what I wanted, you know? I wanted my magic and I wanted you. Well, I needed both and now I get to have it.” He took a deep breath and lifted up so he could kiss Seb, not the proper one he promised himself, but a sweet, slow thing that made his toes curl with delight.

“How do you feel? Oh!” He freed one hand from Seb to point to the couch, “Look, I picked blue for you and red for me. And you can add things here too, you could bring your work here when the city gets too loud. I’ll bring you whenever you want.”

Sebastian’s POV:

Seb watched Blaine as he took in the space. Sure, there was more work to do but, it really was something. As soon as you walked in, you’d know it was Blaine’s space. The glittering lights, the candles everywhere, the jars filled with herbs and colorful liquids. “It really is perfect.”

He reached out and squeezed his boyfriend’s shoulders, a small smile resting comfortably on his face. “I think this was meant for you. I know that you’ve been through a lot. But, you deserve this. You can be yourself here, no stuffy shit. And you’re right, we get to be here together. No hiding or jumping through hoops.”

Sebastian leaned in to the soft kiss. A thrill ran up and down his spine as he settled his hands on the other man’s hips. He smiled into the kiss towards the end as the thought of kissing unabashedly in a room full of magical supplies was actually happening. It seemed like Seb would never fully be a part of that world, that Blaine would always have to step in between his and LeFey. But, here they were. Finally they had it all. No more dashing behind two different curtains with very different stages.

“I feel good. I like the blue and red. I could bring some law books for the shelf, there are a few gaps that I’m itching to fill in. It’ll be nice to escape here sometimes.”

Sebastian’s hands were still on Blaine’s waist. Their bodies were close, he could smell Blaine’s signature spicy scent and salt in the air. He could feel his boyfriend’s warm skin and the happiness radiating off of him. Sebastian bit his lip, “So….when can we christen the place?”

Blaine’s POV:

Blaine tried to fight his smile as he listened to Sebastian talk, but he quickly lost the battle and just let it happen. Sebastian was completely right, he didn’t have to hide when he was here. Sure, he was able to do things inside of the apartment, but it was always separated from his time at LeFay. Now Blaine had gotten to bring his little piece of LeFay and his world to a new place, plus he got to share it with his person. He could just be himself here. The protection spells were up, one could only get here with Blaine’s permission and only by magic travel and Blaine would have to let them in. Well, his father could come and go he supposed, he’s the one that had gifted it to him, and maybe that was a good thing. He liked the thought of his dad coming here to hang out when he wasn’t around. Maybe he’d feel closer to him since he wasn’t supposed to see him.

“You’re right, baby. I think maybe it was meant for me and maybe it was supposed to be like this all along. I just had to go through the motions before I could get here, to this place, with you.” He paused, giving himself a moment to collect his thoughts. “I mean, I know I’m always going to miss that life a little. It was all I knew and my mom and my dad helped put me through it and helped me become who I am and the kind of Witch I am but… she’s not here anymore and he wants to be where she is. I fear it’s a matter of time before he joins her. Oh, that sounds upsetting, I’m not trying to dampen this mood- I don’t think it's going to be tomorrow or anything. But, I know he misses her like his own heart is gone, because it kind of is, and I don’t blame him. I don’t think I’d have survived half the time he did if something happened to you. Once again, I’m seeing now that he stayed for me and I how blind to it I was…” He sighed, still upset with himself that he hadn’t been able to see what he dad was doing for him. “Anyway, once my cousin is trained, I think he’ll go and then this is all I’ll have for that part of my life.” He swallowed and pulled Seb a little closer, trying his best not to dwell on his father. He wanted to enjoy this incredible and magical night with Sebastian.

“Getting to share all of this with you is the most important thing to me. It means the world and now this is part of ours.” He smiled, a real one, one that reached his eyes and he shined with happiness. “Of course you can’t wait to fill in the gaps, I wondered when you’d say something about them. Yeah, I think you adding your books here is the perfect addition. Your craft mixed with mine,” he laughed. “And neither one of us understands each other’s work. That’s alright, maybe you can teach me something one of our getaway nights. And I mean, I’ve already done my magic on you so I think you understand it as much as you’re gonna.”

He felt the subtle shift in the room, noted the way Seb’s eyes grew a little bit heavier and his voice dipped down, the raspiness and slowness that came with his affection and want intensified and he knew that they weren’t going to make it home in time for Blaine to make any kind of proper meal. That was okay though. He loved the way Seb was looking at him right now, like he was the only one that mattered mixed with a touch of I can’t want to feel you inside of me and Blaine wasn’t one to deny Sebastian when he got like this. Blaine watched as Seb bit his bottom lip, an echo of his concentration earlier, and this time he tiptoed up and sucked Seb’s bottom lip between his lips before licking into his mouth, finally giving Seb the proper kiss he’d been wanting all night. He smiled into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Seb’s hips and walked backward towards the little bedroom, he turned them as the entered and positioned them so that Seb’s legs were against the foot of the bed and Blaine only had to press Seb back- one hand on his hip, one on his chest- and his boyfriend was lying out in front of him. He smiled as he crawled over him, his lips and teeth tugging on his shirt playfully as he kissed up and answered his question.

“Tonight’s the perfect night...”

Sebastian’s POV:

Sebastian wanted to melt into the floor every time Blaine walked him to bed, their bodies pressed together as their legs worked in tandem. He let him gently press him into the new bed, it was plush and had lots of pillows. The small window was open, a soft breeze swept over them and made the shivers running down his tummy and the trail of his boyfriend’s kisses more evident. The smell of the ocean mixed with incense and herbs swirled around the room, the sound of seagulls and lazy waves crashed outside. Sebastian thought that he could definitely get used to this. He tugged at Blaine’s shirt with greedy hands. Clothes were pushed to the side, some on the floor and some still on their tangled bodies.

Sebastian let his legs fall open and pulled Blaine down into a deep kiss. The evening passed with lips and fingers everywhere. The two of them moving together, breathing, getting lost in this small secret place. They christened the bedroom, the floor, the small shower. Seb couldn’t wait until their bodies got to bless every single inch of the grey cottage. He always felt close with Blaine but this felt just a little different. There wasn’t a doubt or worry in his mind for the first time in a long time. They were finally where they were always meant to be.

/fin.

#seblaine #seblaine para #Seblaine 1x1 RP #seblaine witch rp #salt air and the rust on your door #smythesme #andersoncharm #sebpara

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jjustcallmejuliett · 3 years

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2020 creators wrapped

rules: it’s time to love yourselves! choose your 5 (or so) favourite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. (Thanks to @laeana for tagging me)

Okay, it’s kind of hard for me to top them, so without any specific order, here I bring you my favourites fanfics...

♦ Heaven is a place on earth with you (Sewis, Carlando and more...)

This is by far, my longest and most elaborated work. It’s an Angels and Demons AU, with different relationships and where every character plays his part, and makes you empathise with all of them (almost). It’s dramatic, fluffy, and has a surprising ending. I very proud of this.

♦Je t’aime (Sebchal)

This was my very first Sechal. Wasn’t very elaborated, in fact I wrote it in two hours, and posted it without being sure of it. But had a very good reception! more than any other of my works, and definitely more than what I could ever expect. This work is special because reassured me to keep writing and trying new things.

♦Because you live in shades of cool, your heart is unbreakeble (Sewis, past brocedes and Jenson/nico)

Well, this is a very heartful saga, short but emotional... or at least, that’s what I tried. It’s not very popular, but it’s fluffy and one of my favourite plots: love letters, music inspiration, and moving on from a past relationship in good terms.

♦ Something about the boy (or poor little Charles) (Sewis, one sided Sebchal and Piarles)

Okay, this started as a joke, a big joke, after seeing those popular videos about Seb and Lewis being in their own bubble and making everyone feel like a third wheel and thinking “poor charles, he def. loves Seb but he only has eyes for Lewis”. But I ended up having the time of my life writing about a jealous Charles sabotagging sewis and failing over and over again (but he gets his happy ending of course)

♦Carlando Christmas Special (Carlando)

Okay, my first NSFW work. Again, I wasn’t very sure of this one. I thought it was a bit too much, and the fact that the person refused the gift didn’t help... but I’m happy with the result and the acceptance it had. This work inspires me and gives me confidence to write more of this stuff (which I def. will next year)

♦I'm your Biggest Fan (Follow you 'till you love me) (Sewis, hinted Piarles)

Okay, I had to mention this work because it took me a lot to write it, and I’m very very very proud of it, because I wrote it entirely for me, not for hits or kudos, just to please myself. The plot, eventhough its very specific, it’s a cliché: A Ferrari Academy Student Seb who’s in love with pop star Lewis and with the help of his roomie tries to meet him in the stadium where he’s giving a concert. It doesn’t work, but their luck changes when they invite a model friends with Lewis to dinner and he’s willing to make the favour.

Well, that’s it. To be honest I don’t know who to tag, but if you read this and want your fav creator to do this, reblog and tag them^^

Happy Holidays.

#AO3 #longlivefanfiction

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twoblueheartslocked · 4 years

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Mini Para: August Flashback(s)

Rating: PG-13?

Pairing: Seblaine.

Sebastian: @colorsicantsee

Blaine: @twoblueheartslocked

Time: Four and a Half years before the events of ( Hold On To The Memories, They Will Hold On To You ) Start of August before Blaine’s Senior Year and Sebastian’s Junior Year. Blaine (almost 17) Seb(16 as of this Para).

Location: Westerville, OH- Sebastian’s house.

Info: A look into the month of August and the progression of Sebastian and Blaine’s relationship. Sebastian celebrates his 16th birthday with Blaine on August 27.

Warnings: Kissing teens and cussing.

Extra Warnings: (This RP is not Kurt Hummel friendly. You’ve all been warned.)

Notes: Some canon events remain in place while others have been changed. Some things may even be out of order. You can consider this sort of canon divergent AU. A few changes are that Blaine’s parents are different from the show (His mother is Filipina), he didn’t cheat on Kurt or date Dave and Sebastian is younger than Blaine. Feel free to send a message if you have any questions!

Blaine’s POV:

The month of August had been a bit of a whirlwind for Blaine; Sam had come back from his trip so he’d spend a few comic book and video game filled evenings with his best friend. Sam had been a little floored when Blaine had told him about him and Kurt. But, when Blaine mentioned all of the problems they’d be having; the fighting, the way Blaine spent almost all of his time insecure when it came to Kurt, how he always felt like he needed to dull his shine around him- Sam actually surprised him by saying that Blaine should have done this a few months ago. Much to Blaine’s surprise also was how Sam was not surprised at all that he’d been hanging around with Sebastian for weeks. He’d rolled his eyes and simply said the word duh, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Blaine had spent the rest of the night wondering if maybe, just maybe his feelings for Sebastian had possibly influenced his final decision in breaking things off with Kurt before they got too bad. He wondered if it made him a bad person because he knew now that it was so much more than just friends that he felt when it came to the tall, green eyed boy that had been taking up occupancy in his mind the last couple of months. He tried to ignore it when his brain yelled at him that Sebastian had, in some way, been there since they met, almost a whole year ago…

They’d spent almost every single free day they’d had together. Diners with shakes, and the county fair where Blaine had bought them terrible fair food and eaten too much cotton candy and Sebastian had charmed his way into a golden teddy bear to make him feel better. Blaine had dubbed the bear August as a reminder of their day. It was still sitting on his bed. They’d taken long night time drives and had gone to see a few blockbuster movies where Sebastian had gotten them giant buckets of popcorn slathered in butter and salt and sticky, sweet sodas. Blaine couldn't remember the last time he’d had so much carefree fun and every night he went home smiling and wondering what would come next.

And last weekend, Blaine had driven the two of them to the city- Columbus had one of those preserved old Movie Theatres' that looked like it had been frozen in the 1950’s. It was the kind of place that still tore your paper ticket and only showed movies that were before 1995 and only on 35mm film. The kind that still had a red velvet curtain, and ushers and they even made you watch a little cartoon before they showed the feature and good god, Blaine thought it was absolutely perfect. The film was Jaws this time, the theme being A Summertime Nightmare and they even sold little sugar cookies in the shapes of sharks with a painted on leg and shiny red icing for blood. Blaine bought them two. Sebastian wasn’t a big fan of horror films but once Blaine had playfully promised to fight the big bad monster off for him he seemed to calm down a little. Even if it was just because he was laughing at the thought.

Sebastian had been doing well until the ominous music started up and then he caught the first sight of the massive creature and Seb jumped so hard he almost tipped their popcorn, his body automatically curling towards Blaine’s as if he really could protect him. Blaine’s response had been to smile, chuckle softly and reach out for his companions hand, his fingers sliding easily between Seb’s. Seb had squeezed his hand back, face unreadable in the dim light of the old film light. But, he didn’t pull away and his grip told Blaine that he wanted to do it just as much as he did. And it was so natural you’d think they’d done this so many times. That they’d been a couple for years. Blaine had spent so damn long fighting this feeling, the -what are we- over and over that he just didn’t have it in him anymore. It was like the harder he fought against his feelings for Seb, the stronger the magnetic pull towards Sebastian grew.

And so the hand holding became a regular thing over the last seven days, so much that Blaine’s stomach flipped each time he thought about getting to do it. And it was almost laughable to him because Blaine wasn’t some green boy anymore. He’d been sexually active with Kurt over the last year,(He tried not to think about how insecure those moments left him, too.) but for some reason those times with Kurt didn’t seem to hold a candle to moments where he was just holding Sebastian Smythe’s fucking hand. And so every time they sat in a diner or took a drive under the stars to some park just to talk and walk or swing, he would find himself reaching for Sebastian’s hand and sometimes Seb reached for his. Blaine was in his feelings and he wasn’t sure what it meant, all he knew was that he’d fight the moon just to see Sebastian smile the way he did when their fingers were linked together.

...

Blaine bit his bottom lip, pulling himself from the memories of the past month and tried to concentrate on getting the six of the big 1-6 he was writing on the very pink cake in leafy green icing. It was Sebastian’s sixteenth birthday today and Blaine got to spend it with him. He’d baked a homemade round strawberry cake, complete with fresh strawberries adorning the sides. Even the icing was homemade and Blaine was rather proud of himself as he stepped back to look at his handy work.

“Almost like it came from a bakery, Blaine.” His head turned to the entrance to the kitchen where his mom stood, cute and compact with an empty mug of tea to return to the kitchen. She made her way in, setting the mug in the sink before making her way over to Blaine. Her dark lashes framing her inquiring gold eyes. She turned him and put her hand on his shoulders, tilting his chin down just a bit so she could see him. “Is Sebastian your new boyfriend, sweetheart?” Blaine blushed hard and bit his bottom lip. Icing from the cake still clinging to his fingers as he let his mom hold onto him. Blaine gave a shrug, unable to answer and afraid to know the answer himself. Imelda had just smiled, soft and knowingly before lifting her shorter body to kiss Blaine gently on the forehead. “Well, whatever he is to you your smile is radiant when he’s here.” She laughed a little. “And so is his. So, if you’re worried that he might not want to be with you, I don’t think it’s necessary.” Blaine bit his bottom lip. His emotions swelling in him as he spoke honestly to her and, for the first time out loud.. himself.

“I like him so much, mom. It’s crazy. I didn’t really realize, I mean, I truly didn’t know it until now, but I think I have for a long time. Does that make me a bad person? Because of Kurt...” She shushed him and shook her head before pulling him into a tight hug. “You can’t help how you feel, and now you’re free to feel the things you do, honey.” She pulled back enough to look at him again, her honey eyes, the ones he’d inherited, smiling. “Any boy that makes you smile like that is a keeper, Blaine. Don’t let him get away.” and then she stole a few leftover strawberries and was gone out the door before he could say anything else. He wondered if other people were seeing what his mom had seen. He still didn’t know what they were, but he hoped it was more than just friends.

He packed up the cake into a plastic cake container and made sure he had all the ingredients of the pizza he was going to make for Sebastian. Extra onions and extra bacon, sauce, cheese, crust… Yeah, he had it. He hadn’t gotten Seb a gift because he wasn’t sure if that would be inappropriate or or too much or what. But now as he looked at his spread he thought maybe it was too much anyway and old insecurities about doing too much or being too over the top started to trickle in. He made himself shrug it off. Sebastian had never made him feel like that, he had no reason to think he would now. He took the dark blue cake box and loaded it into his green SUV along with the pizza stuff. He felt under dressed, his curls loose for once and his feet in flip flops. He was wearing red swim trunks with little navy sailboats on them and a bright yellow tank top. Sebastian had insisted he wear something that he could swim in.

He placed the little card he’d gotten on top of the cake box, smiling to himself because he’d picked it out precisely as a joke. On the outside was a sly fox with a bored but slightly smiling face and a bouncing bunny rabbit in a bow tie looking overly excited. The inside was blank but Blaine had written a note along with the date.

Happy Birthday, Seb,

There’s no one else I’d rather annoy with stories or waste my nights away with.

Yours,

❤ B.

It was dumb and cute and Blaine hoped it made Seb smile.

It wasn’t long before he was knocking on Sebastian's massive door, his arms full of surprises.

Sebastian’s POV:

Sebastian had begged his mom, Sabine to leave for the next evening. Blaine was going to come over with a birthday surprise for him and had hinted that he’d need the kitchen. The last thing he wanted was his mother or some random member of her staff hanging around the kitchen.

“Mom. Please. Please, please, please.” He was practically on his knees. Sebastian felt like he didn’t ask for much but didn’t all teenagers think that? “Please let us have the kitchen to ourselves. We’ll clean it up and everything. I swear.” His hands were clasped in front of him as if in silent prayer. “And we can celebrate my birthday later in the week.”

“Sebastian,” Sabine looked up from her book, his name in her french accent, her green eyes peaked over her black framed cat eye glasses. “You can use the kitchen.” She sighed and closed her book, her eyes focused his, a matching pair of hers. “Are you and Blaine dating?”

“Mom…” He huffed and pinched the bridge of his nose, he could feel his cheeks slightly redden and Sabine laughed.

“Just clean up your messes.”

He promised he wouldn’t leave a mess and that they would have dinner together later in the week to celebrate. Seb got out the room as fast as he could. Sebastian didn’t know what he and Blaine were but he knew he was having the best summer of his life. He had never realized such simple things could make him so happy. Bribing carnies for teddy bears, too much cotton candy, fresh popcorn, holding hands at classic movies, in the car, on walks, on swing sets. Sebastian couldn’t wait for Blaine to come over on his birthday.

The next day was spent obsessively checking the time and trying on different swim trunk/tee shirt/ tank top combos to see what looked best. Sebastian settled on a dark green tee shirt and navy blue swim trunks. He could make a scene out of taking the tee shirt off before they swam and the swim trunks were a little short but showed off his legs. Sebastian hoped Blaine would notice.

Finally, the doorbell rang and Sebastian raced to answer the door before the maid did. Blaine had the code to the gated community already and had seen the various members that worked around his home but he wanted things to go smoothly and as nonchalant as possible (though there were butterflies and elephants and any other cliche you could think of in his stomach)

“Hey, B.” He opened the door and stepped back so the other boy could walk inside the house with his various materials. “All this for me?” Sebastian led Blaine to the kitchen and watched as he set out the ingredients for pizza and opened the cake box. The cake looked almost professional and Sebastian had never had a friend bring him a cake before. Sure, the cook had baked him birthday cakes and his mother had ordered him cakes with various characters on them when he was younger but this was different. He could tell a lot of hard work went into it and Sebastian thought to himself that he had never had anybody outside of his home do something so thoughtful. “You even got my favorite pizza toppings. This is so awesome.”

“You made this all by yourself?” Sebastian admired the green writing and the expertly placed fruit. He already knew it would taste perfect because Blaine had made it and he was just so naturally talented at everything he did.

Seb picked a strawberry off of the side of the red cake and popped it into his mouth as he read the card. He rolled his eyes playfully at the cartoon animals. “Thanks,killer. I’ll cherish this piece of paper forever.” But it had said yours and he wondered if Blaine had meant to do that. Yours. That could mean so many things. Sebastian smiled to himself and set the card on the windowsill above the sink so that he wouldn’t lose it. His.

Blaine’s POV:

Blaine suddenly felt extremely self conscious as he waited for Sebastian to answer his door. He wished he’d worn real clothing and just changed into his trunks when it was time to swim. Plus he was freaking gelless and now he was regretting it. He felt exposed with his curls loose god why didn’t he gel? He hadn’t let anyone see him this way for a moment. When Kurt had seen them he’d covered his mouth and pretended they were fine, and he’d been called an assortment of names by his friends. He could still hear Brittney's Broccoli comment and it made him cringe inside. But, over the last few months, Blaine had figured out how to keep the frizziness at bay with a new product and he figured tonight, what with the pool and all, would be a good night to try it out. But now, he was wondering if maybe tonight wasn’t the best night to test it out. It was too late now. Seb was opening the door looking just as gorgeous as ever in blue trunks that showed off so much leg Blaine was struggling not to stare at the light ripple of muscle as Seb led them to the massive kitchen.

His nervousness slowly ebbed away as Sebastian seemed truly impressed with his spread. He fought a smile and tried his hardest not to blush to his toes at the compliments Sebastian was dishing out. He was always pretty vocal about his appreciation for things he liked, but every single time they were directed at him, they made Blaine feel out of sorts and his tummy did little flips.

“Yeah, I made it. I like to cook and stuff and you like strawberry so figured why not? I hope you like it.” Again, he tried to fight his blush as he watched Sebastian pop the red fruit past his full bottom lip. Only Sebastian could make something as simple as that seem so attractive without even trying and Blaine was again regretting the damn short. He cleared his throat, thankful that if Sebastian noticed his crazy blushing he at least wasn’t saying anything. He watched nervously as he opened the birthday card, worrying his bottom lip and wondering if it was too cheesy. But, Seb’s smile and his words relaxed him and he wondered if he’d really keep it forever.

“So, I’ve already made the dough, it has to sit for a couple of hours, but you can help me roll it out, and I’ve cooked the bacon and cut the onions up, so all we have to do is sauce it, cheese it and top it.” He laughed, happy that Sebastian seemed so happy with his gifts. “I was going to go pick a pizza up from Borgata’s, but we get food out all the time and I thought it would be fun if we made one together. Besides, you can put as many onions and as much bacon on it as you’d like. I won’t complain one bit. However,” He reached out and playful swatted Sebastian’s hand away from the cake before covering it back up. “No cake until we’ve cleaned up the whole mess, got it?” He teased sliding the cake just out of his reach.

As it turned out, Sebastian was actually pretty terrible in the kitchen. Blaine ended up doing most of it himself while Sebastian stole pieces of bacon and cheese and traced his fingers through the flour before gently dragging his fingers over Blaine’s nose and down his cheek, laughing as he did so. He was lucky he got the pie baked in one piece. It was funny and sweet and Blaine felt like he was in a ridiculous rom-com for a little bit and he was already dreading having to leave for the night. They had cleaned up their mess while the pizza was cooling and then they’d gotten plates and brought fresh lemonade from Seb’s refrigerator, their slices of pizza and the cake box out onto the pool deck with them. The sun was setting and the moon was so full they didn’t need the deck lightly to see. Blaine had taken his flip flops off, feeling more relaxed and happy than he had in a long time.

“So, what’s the verdict, Birthday Boy?”

Sebastian’s POV:

Blaine’s eyes were wide and his hair was loose (a rare sight, Sebastian loved to see his curls) and he looked like he was sitting on the edge of his deck chair as he waited for an answer. Even in the moonlight Blaine looked beautiful and maybe even more so than normal. Sebastian thought to himself that he should tell him he looked amazing with his curly hair and sunkissed skin and swimming trunks but for once in his life (for some reason) he didn’t say anything and focused on his slice of cake. Sebastian smiled to himself and cut into the soft cake with his fork and took a big bite. He sighed and rolled his eyes (not in his usual surly way but in a ‘ugh this tastes so fucking good’ way) Seb took another bite and all but danced in his deck chair. “This is the best cake I’ve ever had.” He scooped up a forkful of frosting and popped it into his mouth. “And I’m not even saying that to get in your pants.” Sebastian laughed and popped more of the pink cake into his mouth.

The pizza was perfect, too and Sebastian gave Blaine so many compliments on his cooking that he was blushing. Blaine’s flushed cheeks were one of Sebastian’s favorite things about the other boy and he always pointed it out when he could. “You’re so cute when you blush.” They finished their meal and relaxed for a little bit before Sebastian stood up and removed his tee shirt. He threw it at Blaine and winked before jumping into the cold water of the pool. Sebastian hated the cold and the only way to get over it was to get in fast and force your body to numb itself to the feeling.

He floated on his back and stared up at the night sky. The stars were bright and there were fireflies lazily floating around in the Ohio summer air. Sebastian loved summer in Ohio. Nothing could beat the thick heat, cold lemonade in sweaty glasses, fireworks, the scent of fresh cut grass, chlorine and hot pavement. Now he had Blaine in the summer. His favorite guy and his favorite season. Sebastian thought that this was probably the best summer of his life. He didn’t have to sneak into Scandal’s every night to have a good time and the other boy had shown him that. He was content driving around while Blaine sang him his favorite One Direction songs, Blaine’s smile seemed made just for him in those moments and Sebastian thought that he would probably do anything to keep that smile around.

“Come on, B. The water… well, it’s kinda cold but you’ll get used to it.”

Blaine’s POV:

Blaine did his best to cover up the blush and the smile that slowly spread out over his face. He was smiling so hard and so big that his face ached with the joy of the feeling and he couldn’t remember the last time he felt so good. Sure, he’d had good moments with Kurt, he had loved him… but lately all he could remember were the fights and how every good thing about his past relationship seemed to have been marred by some pettiness or disagreement about something Blaine hadn’t done right or well enough or something Blaine had done too well. And of course Blaine wasn’t perfect but Kurt never could seem to let him forget that and… and, not for the first time, he wondered if he should have ended things with Kurt before he mostly only reflected negatively and further if he should have given Sebastian a chance sooner. He felt the connection between the two of them so strongly, he wondered how he was ever able to ignore it before.

“You don’t have to say that.” He was sure that Sebastian had had better cakes, and probably better birthdays, but he was smiling at him like he hung the moon and the way he savored each bite made Blaine feel a thousand times appreciated and he found it easy to accept the probable fib. And again his face was heated and surely red as Sebastian for the fiftieth time told him he was cute while blushing as if Blaine controlled that. It made him laugh anyway and he found that he didn’t mind.

He watched Sebastian, bold in his confidence, pulled his shirt off and threw it at him. Blaine breath hitched as he let himself really look at him for a moment, appreciating his lithe, lightly muscled form displayed in front of him before Sebastian gracefully jumped into the pool. The pool light below lighting him up and warping his body for a moment before he came back up. Blaine stood up, his fingers hesitating on the hem of his tank top, suddenly incredibly apprehensive to take it off in front of Sebastian. What if Kurt was right and his sweets addiction had caught up to him? Was he hairier than most boys his age or was his stomach not as flat as it should be? He tried his hardest to shake off his fears, Sebastian's beckoning and playfulness winning over in the end. Biting his lip he pulled the garment up and over his head, musing his curls as he dropped it to join Sebastian's.

He wondered what Sebastian saw as he sat at the edge of the pool, his feet dipping in first to test the cool water. Cold, but not unbearable. He scooted himself over the edge and took a deep breath before he let himself drop into the water, not allowing himself time to worry about his hair before going under. He swam towards Sebastian and popped back up right in front of him, splashing at the other boy playfully before nudging him in the side with his hip.

“It’s not that cold, Sebastian.” He teased, his body adjusting to the pool's temperature quickly. He floated for a moment, trying to calm down his pounding heart, the roar of blood in his ears telling him they way they had been acting with each other is so much more than friendship. He splashed at the other boy with a mischievous and admittedly flirtatious glint in his eye. He bit his bottom lip, fighting the giggle that was rising up in his throat and then wrapped his arms around Sebastian and pulled him under, the butterflies in his stomach fluttered against his rib cage from the feeling of his bare chest against Sebastian’s.

“Gotcha.”

Before Sebastian could catch him, he was already swimming away, using the boxing workouts to his advantage, to the shallow end. In one swift movement he pulled himself up to sit on the edge of the edge of the pool. He ran his fingers though his curls and slicking his hair back, but he could already feel a few curls springing up. His grin huge and the glint in his eyes clearly daring Sebastian to come get him.

Sebastian’s POV:

Sebastian’s head plunged underwater, his body pressed to Blaine’s as the cold water surrounded him. He could feel Blaine’s strong arms around him, his own arms askew in the pool from the surprise. Suddenly, Blaine swam off and Sebastian popped up above the tiny waves the other boy caused. He ran a hand over his wet face and caught his breath. He watched Blaine swim away and perch on the edge of the pool. He probably could have caught him if he wanted but he let him get away. Seb laughed the sort of heavy laugh one has after losing their breath for a moment and swam over to him.

Blaine looked great on the side of the pool, the moonlight caught in the droplets of pool water on his skin. His curls already fought against gravity and popped out all over his head, his strong arms accented as they pressed against the tiled pool ledge, his wet trunks pressed against his body in all of the right spots. Sebastian wanted to touch him and the way that Blaine was looking at him as he swam, maybe he felt the same way? They had been holding hands a lot lately and lingering at doorways when they said goodbye. He could feel a tense but exciting air around them the past few weeks but always found himself uncharacteristically nervous when it came to saying bye. What if he kissed him or touched him and Blaine rebuffed it? What if he had been reading all of the signs wrong or Blaine was just trying to distract himself? It wouldn’t be the first time somebody had used Sebastian but this one might hurt worse than the rest because he actually had so much hope buried underneath the butterflies in his belly.

Sebastian decided in his short swim that he wouldn’t get anywhere in life by being shy and just went for it. He placed his body between Blaine’s thighs so that he could look up at the other boy (which was a new but amazing view) and he placed his hands on either side of his thighs. He could hear the sounds of crickets and frogs and summer all around them in a small moment where neither of them spoke. Sebastian bit his bottom lip, his green eyes a little mischievous.

“You know, you look really awesome tonight.” He hoped Blaine knew that he would move if he wanted him to. “Thank you for everything, by the way.”

Blaine’s POV:

The air around Blaine seemed to freeze as Sebastian came so very close to him. Heat was radiating from his legs and belly in the minimal space between their bodies. He wanted nothing more than to draw him closer to him and press his body against his, just to see if it felt as incredible as Blaine imagined it would. His breath hitched at Seb’s words and he swallowed, his eyes wide, as he let the compliment sink into his skin like the drops of water clinging to him. He’d meant to say thank you, he’d meant to say you’re welcome but, his barely there, almost whispering voice had disappeared for a moment at their closeness. He could feel Sebastian’s breath on his face, could make out the vibrant green of his eyes in the moonlight, he had little flecks of blue that Blaine had never noticed before but this close they were so noticeable he wasn’t sure how.

“You- you’re beautiful, Sebastian…” his voice was shaky and almost didn’t make it past his teeth and once it was out he felt a little embarrassed at the way he’s said it, like telling Sebastian Smythe he was beautiful was an original poem that Blaine had written and it was only meant to be performed in hushed tones and desperate pleas as the moon and stars watched and listened. How many other guys have said the same to him? Did he look at them the way he was looking at Blaine now? He wanted to make him forget that anyone else had touched him. The feeling of embarrassment faded away as Blaine reached out with trembling hands and gently pulled Sebastian closer to him, afraid he might scare him away. His fingers grazed his arms and his hands were moving up to rest against Sebastian’s chest for a moment and Blaine could feel the rapid thump of his heart against his fingers, reminding him that Sebastian was real and right here and Blaine ached so badly to know it better. To memorize the rhythms with his fingers. Before he could talk himself out of it his hands were sliding up to his slender neck where freckles dusted like the stars and Blaine wanted to stop and count each one.

He let his fingertips dust over a few before slipping his hands up further where they cupped Sebastian’s devastatingly beautiful face on both sides, holding him like he was precious and it was so clear now that he actually was to Blaine. He looked down from where he was sitting, holding Sebastian’s gaze, searching for permission to explore and getting it in the way Seb bit his lip and tilted his head back slightly, his face open for Blaine. There was an inhale and then Blaine was leaning down and pressing his lips softly against Sebastian’s. His skin felt electric and his eyes fell shut as he pulled back a little to tilt his head to deepen the kiss. His tongue slipped past Seb’s lips and teeth searching for his, barely audible whines of pleasure coming from the back of his throat when he found it.

His fingers slid from Seb’s face and around to his neck, scraping at his hairline before curling against his skin gently, pulling him even closer. He kissed Sebastian like he’d never get to do it again, deeply and with a slowness that made him ache with want and he was all but breathing the other boy in. Trying to convey with each slide of lips and tongue the way he had been feeling over the last two and maybe more months. Sebastian tasted like strawberries and lemonade and Blaine couldn’t remember ever feeling so alive. He wanted Sebastian to feel everything he was feeling. Wanted him to feel how much he was desired and how good kissing him felt for Blaine and god how had he waited so long for this? Kissing Sebastian Smythe felt like something he’d been missing his whole life, he just hadn’t known it. So he drank him in with each second he got to kiss him, his thumbs running slowly over his jaw, fingers still lost in the hair at the nape of his neck. Blaine’s heart swelling with a feeling he didn't know how to name and hammering against his rib cage, his toes curling against Sebastian’s thighs under the water.

Sebastian's POV:

Seb smiled, all of his teeth exposed and his eyes crinkled. He never smiled like that. He always fought against it and chose to smirk or frown or feign indifference most times. But Blaine always brought that smile out and Seb couldn’t fight against it. Compliments sounded so much better coming from Blaine than they did from anybody else. Sure, Sebastian had had plenty of guys tell him that he was hot or great looking or whatever. Nobody had ever said beautiful before. He bit his bottom lip and looked up at him. The butterflies that always seemed to hang around when Blaine was near swirled around in his stomach again and suddenly the other boys hands were on him. Little sparks jumped under his skin and he had goosebumps all over his arms. Sebastian thought he imagined Blaine getting closer until their lips touched and everything felt real again.

Thank god they were in the shallow end of the pool because as soon as Blaine’s lips were on his and his hands were on his neck, Sebastian’s knees went a little weak and he probably would have melted into the water and fell down, down, down, to the bottom of the pool. He couldn’t fucking believe that Blaine was kissing him, that his fingers were gently scraping the back of his neck, his toes against his thighs in the water. Sebastian had never really enjoyed kissing. It was always rushed or messy but this...this was different. Maybe he had never really been kissing before and how was he ever going to want to do anything but kiss Blaine over and over again?

Sebastian’s hands gripped Blaine’s wrists as they kissed. He moaned a little despite himself and his body felt jittery and excited and he was going to need to float in the water for a while to calm his body down. He ran his hands down Blaine’s arms, his sides, down to his waist to gently help him back into the water. Sebastian was taller now and he pressed Blaine against the side of the pool gently as he deepened the kiss again, slow and gentle before he pulled away. His lips were swollen and his smile was so wide it hurt and he laughed, a happy sound that rang out over the pool. Sebastian fell backwards into the pool water with a big splash and stared up at the stars.

“Wow.”

Blaine’s POV:

It was all so perfect, Seb’s little moans with his mouth against his and moving against each other like they’d done it so many times- yet feeling like a first of many, his fingers pressed against his wrists flush against his skin and Blaine could feel his pulse against them. He sighed as Seb’s arms moved to encircle him, a little gasp escaping as he was gently pulled back into the water. And if he thought it was perfect before, it only improved as Seb was suddenly leaning down to kiss him, pressing his shorter body against the pool wall and Blaine could feel his toes lifting him up to meet Seb’s mouth better. His head back and face open and wanting as Sebastian kissed him this time, just as slow and just as deep and he tingles all over and wondered how the hell he’d get out of the pool without making a display of himself.

A noise left his mouth somewhere between a sigh and groan when Sebastian pulled away after a few minutes and Blaine was left empty armed and his lips were swollen with the feeling of Seb’s having just been on his. He was suddenly worried that maybe Sebastian was regretting it, that maybe Blaine had misread everything because why was he so far away now and why weren't they still kissing? He started to worry that maybe it meant nothing. Blaine knew Sebastian wasn’t some blushing boy that pined after him, so what if Blaine was so over the moon about something that was nothing for Sebastian? The thought hurt more than he wanted to admit to himself.

But the look on Sebastian’s face, the radiant smile, the one that showed all of Sebastian’s perfectly imperfect teeth, the one that Blaine had only started to see once they’d become closer, the one Blaine liked to say was just for him- was spreading over his features and Blaine would have given anything in the whole world to make him smile like that again and again. And Seb was laughing and Blaine was laughing, feeling free, like a weight had lifted. His worries once again just floating away into the night sky.

“Yeah… wow.”

He bit his lip, and took a deep breath as he watched Sebastian float just out of his reach and suddenly, and very unwanted- the world came back into focus. He could hear the alarm on his phone going off, the one he’d set in case he lost track of time, as he did with Sebastian. It told him it was almost eleven and he needed to leave soon if he was going to make his curfew. How many cycles had it gone through? Was he late? Normally he’d hate disappointing his mom, but tonight all he wanted was this. He told himself she’d understand as he sloshed through the water to make his way over to Sebastian. His body still embarrassingly respondent to the sight of Sebastian. He told himself he’d get ready to leave the next time it went off. Which meant nine more minutes of possibly doing this again. Nine more minutes of Sebastian in his arms.

“I guess it’s later than I thought…” He sighed, his heart overreacting and aching a little at the thought of having to go. “I want…-” He wanted to pull him back and hold him close, tilt his chin down so he could tip toe up and kiss him again with his arms pulling him against him.

But, he cut himself off, swallowing and trying to quell his worries. The ones that said maybe he was asking for too much, or that he was being too sexual and too needy. Kurt had made comments before that left Blaine feeling insecure about his need for contact and now it was trying to get the best of him. Sebastian isn’t Kurt. You’ve already spent the last ten minutes kissing him, he’s not going to reject you, Blaine. Go after what you want…

Being with Sebastian had made him feel alive and bold the last couple of months and tonight had just heightened it more and while he didn’t know what they were or what was going to come of this- he knew he needed to reach for it. He could feel something pulling him towards Sebastian. Again like a magnet, like a red string of fate and Blaine just couldn’t get enough. He licked his lips and reached for Sebastian for the second time that night.

“I want another one.” It sounded too demanding and he shook his head before licking his lips, softly trying again. “I mean could we… Could I have one? I don’t wanna go home without kissing you again.”

Sebastian's POV:

Seb had so many feelings racing through his body that he couldn’t decipher what was up or down and was thankful for the cool water of the pool, it calmed his mind and his body down a little. There was confusion about what they were because they were obviously more than friends. They couldn’t skirt around that anymore after that kiss. He didn’t feel like Blaine was his boyfriend; what a lame word-boyfriend. Could Blaine just be his person, just be his? There was the excitement because holy shit they had kissed and he had been waiting for that and wanting that for so long. Sebastian couldn’t deny that there was a little streak of doubt mixed in with the giddiness and the hormones and the questions and the adrenaline and the joy. He knew that Blaine’s friends didn’t like him because of the shitty things he had done almost a year ago and that some of them would never accept his apology and no amount of flowers or monetary donations weren’t going to change the minds of stubborn teenagers. What if they talked Blaine out of hanging out with him or pursuing something? Sebastian took a deep breath and focused on the sky again. It didn’t matter because things were great right now and Blaine was there with him.

Sebastian looked up at Blaine as he floated in the water. His wet curls were framed by the night sky and he could just make out the unsure look on the other boy’s face. He never wanted to make Blaine feel insecure or unsure about anything because….well fuck, he was Blaine. Sebastian would have believed you if you told him he had single handedly placed the sun in the sky and lined the planets and cherry picked the stars so that they gleamed just right. He thought that Blaine was just so effortlessly talented and beautiful and charming that he couldn’t comprehend how he ever doubted himself?

He paddled a little so that he could get to a spot where he could get back on his feet and regain balance in the water. Sebastian waded through the water so that he was standing in front of Blaine again. Sebastian liked when Blaine’s voice sounded bold. He smiled, he hoped that encouraged him. “Yeah. It is getting pretty late though….best kiss me now.”

The two of them found each other effortlessly and kissed like they had been doing this for years. Sebastian wrapped his arms around Blaine’s waist, he could feel him against his skin, his face tipped up to erase the distance between them. Kissing Blaine was like all of his favorite things about summer; hot like the sun, sweet like watermelon and lemonade and Popsicles, exciting like firecrackers, shocking like cold pool water.

Sebastian would have been content if the entire summer felt like this, if every Birthday had a cake and kiss from Blaine attached to it.

/fin.

#august flashback #Mini Para: August Flashback #flashback #seblaine canon divergence #seblaine #mini para

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mistletoe - a seblos oneshot <3

sooo i guess im a fic writer now? lol im really enjoying it so here’s some wholesome seblos being boyfriends around christmas! ft tree decorating and a cow ornament bc i cant ever forget about seb being a farmboy

“So, I’ll meet you at your locker after school?” Carlos asked, holding onto his backpack straps as he stood right outside the doorway to his classroom.

“Yep!” Seb gave Carlos a quick peck and smiled before heading down the hallway toward his English class. Carlos, who still couldn’t believe that he and Seb were really together, embraced the dumb grin that was plastered on his face and wandered into his math class. Now that the musical was over and he and Seb were officially boyfriends, he had invited him to his place after school alone for the first time, and the anticipation was killing him.

Throughout the entire period he paid even less attention than usual to Mr. Mazzara’s ramblings about matrices and whatever other algebra was relevant that day. All he could do was count down until class would end and he would see Seb again. Ashlyn, who was sitting next to him, kept rolling her eyes at his absentmindedness. “Did you get any of that down?” she sighed, the little doodled hearts on Carlos’ otherwise blank page already giving her the answer.

“I’m sorry, can I take a pic of your notes and copy them down later?” Carlos whispered back, earning a glare from their teacher at the front of the room. Ashlyn nodded and Carlos smiled gratefully, taking a discreet picture with his phone.

“Alright, I’ll see you all tomorrow.” Before Mr. Mazzara could even reach the end of his sentence, Carlos had started shoving his notebook and pencil case haphazardly into his backpack.

“Someone’s in a hurry,” Ashlyn chuckled, “let me guess- you’re hanging out with Seb?”

Carlos was too excited to be embarrassed by his enthusiasm. “He’s coming over to help me decorate our tree as a surprise for my mom. She’s been really busy at work these past few weeks, and with Christmas approaching, it’s just adding another thing to her to do list.”

Ashlyn nodded, “ah, so it’s the perfect excuse to have your boyfriend over without supervision, huh?” She wiggled her eyebrows at Carlos, who laughed and gently smacked her arm as they swung their bags over their shoulders.

“No, it’s not like that,” he blushed, “I’m excited because I’m really getting into the Christmas spirit- Seb is just an added bonus!” Oh, who was he kidding, Seb’s entire existence was the definite cause of his excitement, and Ashlyn could see right through to the reality of their honeymoon phase.

Ashlyn smirked as she turned to go down the hallway in the other direction, “whatever you say… have fun!”

Carlos waved and headed off toward Seb’s locker, barreling through the growing crowd of students. When he turned the corner and saw the blonde boy, his face lit up. Seb put some textbooks back in his locker and then turned to see Carlos approaching, a smile instantly appearing on his face. “Hey, how was math?” he asked, shutting his locker with his backpack and leaning against it.

Carlos intertwined his fingers with Seb’s and started subconsciously playing with his hands, “honestly, I was so lost, I couldn’t even tell you.” Seb laughed and raised his eyebrows at Carlos. “But it’s fine, we don’t have any tests until after Christmas, and Ash has basically become my tutor so…” he trailed off, smiling. “How was English?”

“It was great! I got my Gatsby essay back and I got an A!” Seb’s smile grew even wider.

“Oh my God, Sebby!” Carlos squeezed Seb’s hands and pressed a quick kiss to his lips, “I knew you had nothing to worry about!”

The blonde boy beamed with pride and chuckled, “thanks!” Seb moved away from his locker and pulled Carlos after him, their hands still intertwined, saying “we should get going though, we don’t want to miss the bus!”

During the bus ride, Seb was texting his mom about his essay, which made Carlos smile. Carlos leaned his head on Seb’s shoulder and Seb kissed his forehead, both of them filled with the good kind of butterflies that they had been slowly getting used to since their relationship had become official on opening night two weeks earlier.

They got off the bus at Carlos’ stop and Carlos got out his keys to unlock the front door. “Oh, is your mom not home?” Seb asked.

“No, she’ll be at work for a few more hours. I wanted to get started with decorating so she wouldn’t have to worry about it this year,” Carlos replied, opening the door and gesturing for Seb to go inside, “but of course I didn’t want to do it by myself.”

“Hm,” Seb grinned, dropping his backpack and pulling Carlos in after him, “guess this means we’re here alone.”

Carlos didn’t have time to reply before Seb crashed their lips together, wrapping his arms around Carlos’ neck. He had been waiting for this all week- sure, they were fine with small displays of affection at school, but something like this was reserved for when they were alone. Carlos pulled away, too soon for Seb’s liking, and ran off into the living room.

Confused, Seb laughed and said “Carlos, what are you doing?”

“Just a sec, honey!” Carlos shouted from the other room as he rummaged through some bags. Seb swooned at being called ‘honey’ and smiled in disbelief that Carlos was really finally his boyfriend.

Carlos came to stand in the doorway between the living room and entryway, hands behind his back. Seb cocked his head at his boyfriend’s mischievous look, and Carlos responded by whipping a sprig of mistletoe out from behind his back and holding it over his head with a smirk. “Oh my God, you are the cutest,” Seb rolled his eyes and bounced over to Carlos, grabbing his face to kiss him again. Carlos wrapped his free arm around Seb’s back but kept the other one up holding the mistletoe over their heads until his arm got tired and he pulled away.

“Ok, as much as I love kissing you, we need to actually get the Christmas spirit going in this house and decorate! Starting with this mistletoe. Hold it up to the doorframe and I’ll tape it,” Carlos said, and Seb did as instructed.

“Wait, you actually hang mistletoe in your house?” he asked as Carlos ripped a piece of tape off a roll that was in his back pocket.

“How else are we gonna set up the game where all of my extended family gets caught under the mistletoe? It’s kind of a tradition around here…” Carlos smiled as he applied the tape just above the doorframe so the sprig hung down. “Alright, let’s get started with this tree!” Carlos gestured towards the boxes of ornaments and started playing a Glee Christmas playlist over the speakers.

“I love that you’re a gleek,” Seb grinned as he started untangling the Christmas lights. Carlos was about to protest when Seb added, “hey, hey, I am too, no shame here!”

“I knew you had taste,” Carlos laughed, helping Seb wrap the lights around the tree.

They spent the next hour hanging up all the ornaments, singing along to the songs and even pausing to dance to a few together. When they had emptied all of the boxes Carlos put his arm around Seb and said, “thanks for helping with this, it looks great!”

“You don’t need to thank me, it’s been so much fun!” Seb went over to his backpack and reached inside. “I actually have a little something for you…” he smiled as Carlos gasped and clapped in excitement.

“It’s not even Christmas yet…” Carlos said as Seb handed him a small gift-wrapped package.

“Just open it!” Seb urged him, grinning expectantly.

Carlos unwrapped the present carefully, grinning when he saw that Seb had given him an ornament. And not just any ornament, but a little cow with a wreath and cowbell around its neck as well as “xmas 2019 - sms<3” written on its side. Carlos just looked back and forth between the gift and his boyfriend in awe.

“Well, do you like it?” Seb started to look a little worried before Carlos finally recovered his words.

“Sebby, it’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen- you’re the cutest thing I’ve ever seen!” Still holding the ornament, he wrapped Seb into a hug, “thank you so much!”

“I’m glad you like it,” Seb laughed. “I painted the text on by hand,” he added with a sheepish smile.

“Oh my God, stop…” Carlos’ smile grew even wider and he turned to hang the ornament on the tree, “there we go, front and center, as it should be. Now the tree’s done.” Carlos held Seb’s hand and the blonde boy beamed at him. “Oh wait!” Carlos let go of Seb’s hand and ran over to the last unopened box, “I almost forgot…” He pulled out a golden star and gave it to Seb. “As the guest of honor, you should be the one to put this on top of the tree.”

“Yay!” Seb exclaimed and Carlos laughed. The blonde boy stood on his tiptoes and just barely managed to place the star on top of the tree, proud when he did.

Carlos lit up the tree and took a step back, taking Seb’s hand and looking at him smiling next to him. “Now it’s done…” he whispered, taking in the moment and placing a kiss on the back of Seb’s hand.

“Now it really feels like Christmas,” Seb replied. He closed his eyes and leaned in, but his eyes shot back open when he felt Carlos pulling him away again. After the initial shock, he laughed as he realized what Carlos was doing and followed him back to the doorway where they had hung the mistletoe. Seb pushed Carlos against the side of the doorframe and kissed him, pouring all of his feelings up to that point into the action. Carlos couldn’t believe that this was his new reality as he ran his hands through Seb’s hair, pulling him closer. Neither of them had the words to express what they were feeling, so they channeled it into every kiss, every touch, every sound, and in that moment, they both knew it would be a great Christmas.

#hsmtmts #seblos #carlos #frankie rodriguez #seb matthew smith #joe serafini #christmas fic #boyfriends

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anxiously-unsatisfied-world · 5 years

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Pairing: Sebastian (SDV) x farmer Word Count: 551 Warnings: None

A/N: I got a more positive response than I had been expecting so here’s my first story for Stardew Valley ^^

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When Sebastian first heard the news about a new farmer moving into town, he shrugged the news off. Sure, he was curious about a new person coming to their town, but he figured you'd eventually grow bored of the peaceful life and move to the city again.

But that never happened. You would go out of your way to talk to and make friends with as many of the villagers as possible, and Sebastian found himself inside that group of people.

You intrigued him in all honesty. You offered up a smile to anyone that crossed your path, and you would usually have some sort of gift that caused the other person to light up, which, in turn, made you light up as well.

If someone was having a bad day, you would listen or just offer silent company, something Sebastian's found himself on the receiving end of quite a few times since you moved into the farm.

It was nice to have someone just share the quiet stillness of the evening together without having the pressure to make conversation. And then you would give a soft, reassuring smile and somehow, the weight of his problems would seem a little less.

You grew closer to him than he ever thought you would want to and one day, it hit him that it would hurt to no longer have you around and that he cared for you deeply. So, from that point on, he made much more of an effort to keep you near him.

His friends noticed long before you did. Sam would nudge him whenever you walked by and make teasing remarks while Abigail just smirked at how Sebastian grew flustered. They kept pestering him to make the first move, saying that you'd eventually fall in love with someone else.

Thankfully, he didn't have to. When you approached on a quiet evening in early spring, looking far more nervous than he'd ever seen you, he opted to let you gather your thoughts, knowing whatever you had to say was important.

You slowly grew more resolute, more determined and you pulled off your backpack, pulling out a bouquet of gorgeous purple flowers. You extended them towards him and Sebastian took them carefully, his heart beating heavily in his chest.

Before he could ask if you understood the connotations of giving a bouquet here in the valley, you smiled at him, a smile that stole his breath away. "I like you, Seb." You said softly as if afraid of disturbing the peace of the evening surrounding you. "So, would you go out with me?"

Sebastian took a second to look at you with hope shining in your eyes before he smiled and nodded. "I would love to." He answered and he'll never forget how you brightened at his answer.

It almost looked like someone had given you the gift of the moon itself from the sheer delight on your features. Sebastian couldn't help but feel proud that he's the one who put it there.

He scooted closer to you and slowly wrapped an arm around your waist, the two of you basking in the comforting silence overlooking the lake. As your head rested on his shoulder, he felt there was nowhere else he'd rather be in that moment than with you.

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@the-forgotten-traveller

#stardew valley #sdv sebastian #sdv farmer #sdv fanfic #sdv imagines #my posts

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elevatorsnot-worthy · 5 years

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Just A Little Chaotic (Chapter 9)

CHAPTER 9 - LOOK AT WHERE WE ARE

Description: Alison, a singer-songwriter and an actress, finds herself in a middle of a chaotic set up with two of her cast mates. One’s a new face and one’s an old friend.

Pairings: Chris Evans x OFC x Sebastian Stan

Warnings: Language

Just A Little Chaotic (All Chapters)

After filming my scenes for the second Captain America movie, I went straight back to the studio to do my second album. Chris and I would have Skype dates since he’s back in Cleveland still shooting the movie. I drowned myself in music as I try my best not to miss him. The sound of the piano just became my way to express my feelings for him since he is miles away from me.

Miles apart and it’s driving me crazy,

Your eyes are all that I see,

The stars will show that I will be –

Waiting, searching, loving only you

I made sure I gave all my emotions with every word and every note. I closed my eyes as I sang to the microphone. I imagined as if I was singing to Chris. As soon as I finished recording I sat on the couch to rest. My brother and I have been in the studio since 7am and it’s already almost midnight. I took my phone out from my pocket to see if I have any messages from Chris.

“Chris still hasn’t message you yet?” he asked as he takes a swig from his beer. I just shook my head and put my phone down on the coffee table. Adam was finalizing the mix for the song number three that we recorded today. I started to worry since Chris would always call or text me even when he is at work.

“Maybe he was really busy and really tired.” I sighed. “By the way, have you talked to Seb?” I asked my brother, trying to worry about something else. Sebastian was distant again since the last time we talked on set. I tried calling him, but he wouldn’t answer.

“Yeah, we talked yesterday. What’s up?” Adam turn around from his swivel chair and faced me.

“I don’t know, he’s been avoiding me,” I answered him. “Ever since I dated Chris, he’s been acting weird but they’re friends, so I didn’t understand why he’s been avoiding me.”

“Well you’re dating his friend, maybe he’s weirded out or he’s just busy…” Adam suggested.

“I don’t know, man.” I shook my head and stood up from the couch to get a bottle of beer from the mini fridge in the corner of the room.

“And you know Sebastian, he’s like that sometimes.” He explained. “He’s always been protective of you. You know, I’m not saying Chris is a bad guy, I really like him, but maybe because he’s like a new person in your life.”

“But he’s not a jackass like Peter.” I said as I took a sip from my freshly opened beer.

“Yeah,” Adam nodded in response and stood up from his chair. He reached out for a toast and said, “Let’s just hope for the best, right?”

My brother and I spent the next hours in polishing the songs we recorded the whole day. Chris still hasn’t texted or called me yet. 2am rolled in and Adam and I called it a day. As we were cleaning up, we hear a sudden knock on the door. I went and opened the door and it was Chris with a handful of baggage in his hands.

“Hi babe,” Chris smiled as he entered the studio. I jumped up to him and gave him a big hug. “Sorry I didn’t call, I wanted to surprise you.” I looked up to him and his eyes looked really tired.

“I thought you’re still in Cleveland.” I said as I helped him with his bags.

“Well we changed locations and we’ll shoot here in LA this week.” He explained as I lead him to the couch. “So as soon as I got off the plane, I went straight to you.”

“I love you, babe.” I kissed him on the lips. “Well, Adam and I are just cleaning up. You just rest there and then we’ll go home.”

After a couple of minutes Adam helped Chris and I to load his luggage in my car. Adam went and drove off on his own car since he’ll be coming home to the apartment he recently got with Eloise. Chris agreed that he’ll stay at my house for now. As we got in the car, Chris immediately noticed the brown teddy bear on the front passenger’s seat.

“Is this yours?” he asked as he got the stuffed animal and sat on the seat.

“Yeah, why?” I asked him nonchalantly as closed the door.

“Who gave this to you?” he asked.

“Sebastian gave it to me as a congratulatory gift for my tour, he went to the San Diego show.” I explained, and I can see the annoyance in Chris’ face. “He knows I like stuffed toys when I was a kid.” I got the toy from his hands and threw it in the backseat.

“I didn’t know that.” He muttered sarcastically to himself.

“What?” I looked at him as I started the engine.

“I didn’t know that he gave you that.” He said as he tries to avoid eye contact with me.

“I’m sorry, I must’ve forgot about it.” I apologized. I started to drive out of the parking area and Chris just became quiet. It was just the sound of the wheels running on the ground and the ambiance around us. “Are you mad at me? Because if you are, you know, it’s nothing to me. If you want me to throw away the toy, then fine. It doesn’t mean anything, it’s just a congratulatory gift.” I said as I tried to make Chris talk.

“No, don’t throw it away. it just annoys me that you’re close—”

“What I can’t have friends?” I snapped at him.

“No, it’s just you guys are really close, and I saw how Sebastian looks at you and how he talked about you before.” He explained. “Why are you all defensive?”

“Because you always act like you don’t believe me! How many times do I have to tell you, Chris? We are just friends. If he has feelings for me, I don’t care, we are just friends.” I was starting to get annoyed. “Don’t you trust me?”

“I do but I can’t help to be jealous, you had a whole life with him.” He said.

“We were just roommates! It’s not like we dated!” I raised my voice at him because I was getting really frustrated. “We were just roommates. In fact, we lived in three-bedroom apartment in Lower Manhattan – quite spacious actually. What else do you wanna know?” I burst out.

Chris did not answer, and it was dead silence between us as we drive back to my house. The short drive felt like it lasted for hours. I focused myself on driving as soon as I parked the car on the driveway of my house, Chris held my hand.

“Babe, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have acted that way. It was stupid of me. I was a little insecure and it was really childish of me to act so possessive. I just really want you to be for myself because you’re really important to me. I love you, Ali. So much.” He apologized. “I get so anxious that I’ll mess this up, do something idiotic and you’ll run off with someone else.”

“Chris,” I sighed, and I faced him. “Don’t be anxious baby, we’ll be okay. I love you. I won’t run, I’ll always be here.” Chris just nodded and kissed me. Since it was already really late, Chris and I just unloaded his luggage, left it in my room and went straight to bed.

***

Our relationship kept going stronger, it was easy for us to keep things quiet since we were both busy. He would visit me in the studio or I would visit him on set. We would go out on dinner dates, but we were lucky that we haven’t been spotted by the paparazzi or by fans. We were kind of domestic, since we spent most of our free times at home just relaxing, binge-watching, playing music, or cooking. Chris would even sometimes help me in writing music for my album.

Sebastian on the other hand was still a little distant. We would talk sometimes and catch up on what’s happening in our lives. He said that he’s dating a girl now. I still haven’t met her, but he said she’s somebody he met a while back. He sounded happy when he was talking about her and I felt happy for him.

It was the night of the Winter Soldier premiere and I was initially not going to keep my cameo a secret, but Chris wanted to me to be his date. Brandon finally let me go out in public with Chris, he thinks that it is a good move that we would go to the premiere together. It still annoyed me that everything has to be business though Chris and I just ignore him whenever he tries to control us.

Chris and I arrived at the El Capitan Theatre, and the sea of fans overwhelmed me when I stepped on the red carpet. I immediately turned on my extra playfulness to compensate with my nervousness. I was wearing a short form fitting baby blue dress to somewhat match Chris’ navy blue suit. I held on to Chris’ arms as we walked down the red carpet. I would wave at the fans and smile at everyone.

I would let Chris do his interviews alone since we would avoid the awkward “are you dating?” questions. While waiting for Chris to finish an interview, I felt a hand on my waist. It was Sebastian in an all black suit. He greeted me with a tight hug and a kiss on my cheek.

“Ali, I missed you.” He said. “I’m sorry if I was acting weird before, I was afraid that it’ll be like Peter all over again – but hey, we’re talking about Chris, he’s a good man.” It was a relief to hear those words from him.

“It’s okay, Seb. Anyway, how’s your girlfriend? Did you bring her here?” I asked him.

“No, I like to keep in on the DL, for now.” He answered.

“Well, I look forward to meet her soon.” I said. Finally, we were back where we were always at. Both of us have our own relationships and supporting each other.

“Seems like you guys are finally going public.” he commented.

“Yeah, but we’re not going to make a huge deal about it. We kinda got tired of hiding so we agreed to slowly let the people know.” I explained. “Plus, it feels kinda nice to be shown off.”

“I’m pretty sure any man, you know, that’s dating you would gladly show you off. I mean, come on Ali! Look at you!” he beamed as he motioned to my dress. “I don’t know how you do it, man. You always look better and better.” Now Sebastian’s starting to sound like the Sebastian I knew.

“Well you look great tonight, too. Real sexy.” I said because I know he’ll immediately blush. Sebastian giggled uncontrollably while looking down on the floor. “For real, Seb. You look great and I’m so proud of you. The movie’s fucking named after you.”

“Thanks, Ali.” He smiled. “I’m proud of you too, you know. Your career’s just getting bigger and bigger. I remember back then when you would write songs at midnight and wake me and Adam.”

“Oh God, I’m sorry.” I laughed.

“But it’s all worth it. To see you where you are right now with your career... and your love life.” Sebastian cooed. “I really am happy for you.”

Chris walked towards us after finishing his interview. He greeted Sebastian with a hug then he placed a hand on my waist. “Hey man, you look great tonight!” Chris patted Sebastian’s shoulder. “You excited?”

“Yeah, it feels all surreal to me still.” Sebastian shook his head in disbelief. “Feels like a dream.”

“I’m proud of you, guys.” I can’t help but to join in their conversation. I reached up to the both of them and gave them a hug. My best friend and the love of my life both in my arms. I was happy, ecstatic even. We were interrupted by one of the ushers telling us that we must go in the theater. Both of them offered their arms for me to hold on to and I reached for the both of them.

“I love you, babe.” I smiled at Chris who’s on my left as the three of us walked towards the theater.

“I love you too.” he smiled back and kissed my forehead. It was all finally okay. Chris wasn’t jealous of Sebastian anymore. Sebastian doesn’t walk out on me when Chris is with me. It was all good. Or so I thought. I looked up at Sebastian and he was looking at me with that sad smile and he mouthed to me something I’ve heard from him a million times but tonight it struck differently.

“I love you.”

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