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drk-of-light · 10 months
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When my roommates ask what happened to my paycheck
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veysa-loser · 4 months
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ALRIGHT. GODOT CHARACTER ANALYSIS TIME. Godot is such an interesting character to me. So many people see him as just "haha coffee guy!!!" or "all he cares about is mia 🥺" but these are literally looking at the surface level, no, looking at an IMAGE of the character and making your judgement there. He's insanely complex, even if he only got 5 cases to flesh out his character! He's a man who's been reborn again, yet he doesn't seem to want to go back to his old life. He cares about more than just Mia, he also wants to protect Maya, one of the only living people with a close connection to her, of course other than Phoenix, who he originally vowed to hate. He blames Phoenix for not protecting Mia when Godot couldn't himself, even though Phoenix didn't even know he should've. He sees Phoenix as the reason Mia died instead of her actual killer, Redd White, which hurts when you know one thing; Godot can't see red on white, an analogy to him blaming it all on Phoenix and looking past Mia's murderer. He's a petty man, but not without reason. He is filled with rage over Phoenix not protecting Mia, but he knows that Mia trusted Phoenix with, well, her life. He doesn't even seem very upset over losing to Phoenix at the last point, because in the end, Phoenix did all he could to protect Mia, but fate wasn't on either of their sides. He finally accepts Phoenix in the very end, while also accepting both Mia's demise and his own future fate. In conclusion, I am very normal about Ace Attorney. Also send me any character to make a character analysis for that isn't from DD, SOJ, TGAAC, or PLvPWAA. Yes, this includes the Investigations games.
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skitskatdacat63 · 8 months
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Some thoughts about my recent drawings since I was very tired when I posted them and I want to talk about them:
First of all, I'm dying bcs me from several months ago said this(after I made Hussar Seb):
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Me now: *aggressively researching for hours on end the Austrian Kaiser's imperial regalia in order to draw Emperor Seb and cooing over how cool and interesting and regal everything is*
And I can now say that the Emperor's clothing is indeed slay and I just wasn't researching hard enough. Though then again, here is a comparison of what Charles VI(who baby king Seb is referencing) vs Francis II(emperor at the time of the Napoleonic War):
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So like, I can understand my hesitation back then with Francis I being the only emperor I had really seen atp. I know irl the long hair is wigs, but I really do think it suits them!! Seb's in the AU is natural though 🤭
I'm still laughing about how I drew the Golden Fleece insignia:
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It is simply a little sheepy 🐑
Here are the original sketches:
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I said but I basically just wanted to see if I could draw all my various Sebs throughout the ages and then it was turning out so well that I pulled out my tablet to do it digitally!! It was really fun to do actually. I did them all 3 at the same time so I wouldn't get tired with doing one. Its still always interesting for me to look back at the process:
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Rendering is probably my favorite part, especially doing all the gold stuff is a lot of fun :D
Next project: finish the painting of vettonso!!!! Doing chibis is so fun cause I don't have to worry about accuracy as much so yay....can't wait to get back to normal sized people....
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fluffydancer618 · 1 year
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I have a confession to make: everytime c!Copper cries, there is RT's Walter White voice that says '' COPPY WHY ARE YOU CRYING" at the back of my mind and I don't know what to do about it
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raincxtter · 8 months
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i offer to do your easy math hw if you want 🙏🙏🙏🙏 i miss that shit so much (as tedious as it was) but it's still better than the crazy long shit you see in calc. just hmu anytime
- tired
HAHAHA LMAO i just did them and i was like 'oh this is. not that bad actually'
nah but the first time i saw those problems i felt my brain just walk away and shut down LFJSDKF
but thank you. i will definitely hit you up about math homework over the year:)
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n1ghtmare-eyes · 1 year
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day 100 of not being able to draw my own ocs.
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sebbyhd · 1 year
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'i was told that a warm meal heals the soul'
– food for the heart self-para
Sebastian didn’t always have a good relationship with food, or rather, he had a rather complicated one with it, in fact. Staring at this piece of paper in front of him with ingredients would have filled him with hollowness, and incomprehensible dread if he was much younger, still a child and living in England. His grandparents would always tell him that food was important, more than the calories being eaten, it replenished the soul, and sharing it with those who were loved was a sure-fire way to boost the mood, and fill the heart with warmth. Now, he could say he understood, but it wasn’t always like that. He’d like to think of his life split into two parts. Before his parents, and after them. The time before was filled with heavy memories, not many of them were any good. The only time he had a smile on his face while thinking about his time spent with his parents was when he was thinking of his grandparents as well. Memory was a fragile sort of thing, subjective. Sometimes, Sebastian wondered if any of it did happen, or it was just a fever dream. did he concoct it all up in his mind, and none of it was any true?
Was it a mistake to want to cook this dish for his grandparents, and bring forth better memories?
It’s easy to slip back into the past. It wasn’t that long ago since he had left Europe to come to South Korea. When was the last time he had eaten with his parents? Oh- right. A few weeks before he came out.
He always had an interest in cooking. It seemed interesting, fun. He loved watching the maids in the kitchen prepping the food, taking out the knives and utensils. It was almost hypnotising in a way. He knew from a young age that he wanted to be involved with the whole process, and maybe it was his young brain trying to create connections with those he spent the most time with. He was surrounded more by his maids and butlers than he was with his parents. He wanted to be close to them, help them around the house instead of being confined in his room all day, doing homework and schoolwork, trying to be the best son his parents had wanted him to be. It was tiring, emotionally, and psychologically, and it wasn’t fun. He was so small, and just wanted to move a little, and maybe do something more interesting. He could remember how nervous he was when he approached one of his caregivers, asking if he could help them with chores, and maybe help them cook dinner. He got a soft smile at the question, and they were more than happy to show him the ropes. Sebastian vividly remembered the feeling of being able to touch the vegetables and fruits before slowly cutting them with a knife, his nanny peering over him, helping him steady his grip and curl in his fingers as he chopped. He was just about six years old by then. It became nearly a ritual after that first day. Whenever he came back from school, he would help in secret until his parents came back from work, and they would sit around the table, and Sebastian would watch his parents take a bite of the food he created, feel pride bloom inside of him.
Of course, sometimes good things must come to an end. His parents were informed of his activities with the kitchen workers, and he was banned from ever stepping foot in there unless he was under their supervision. “Men don’t cook.” Was something they told him, pushing him to focus on “better” things, such as his schooling and homework they had given him. One of the many things they had taken away from him, he was left feeling empty. Food and eating became boring after that. Lackluster, nothing tasted as good as a meal he had helped prepare. It was bland. What was once something that filled him with warmth and made him excited, was now something that made him feel empty. Food wasn’t as interesting after that. He would watch the cooks longingly, throwing his gaze their way after school before being ushered into his room, and he vowed that the next time he had a new interest, it would be his, and it wouldn’t be stolen from him.
His grandparents saved that part of him.
They always knew what was best for him. Comforting him when he needed it the most, and showing him love and affection, they showed him just how fun cooking could be again, letting him join and help whenever he wanted, it made it easy to fall in love with the art once more. Sebastian was grateful for them. Without them, he wouldn’t be the version he currently was of himself, he would have been full of anger and hate- not that he wasn’t, but that was a memory for another time.
He steeled his heart.
Cooking for his grandparents was the best way to show his love. There was nothing better he could do, and without any doubt or regret, he did it.
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dior-and-dietcoke · 2 years
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Girl i might just write black Butler smut...
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sweetmage · 11 months
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The whole time I have been working on that Sebastian envy and desire demon fic (he gets both because he is a very special boy! But it takes place during DAI, nothing to do with the exalted march) I thought I was wildly stretching canon (not that I have an issue with that lol) but seeing that the envy demon portion was planned... man, there is nothing I could ever write that would compare to that playing out in a game!!! I am SO bummed that never came to fruition.
I mean, it's technically too late and no one even cares about him anyway so I doubt he'll ever even be mentioned again but also... it's not really too late, is it? 🥲 I want that sooooo bad!
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drk-of-light · 8 months
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Nia xenoblade is a lesbian.
"But she has to be bi she had a kid with rex!"
Rex xenoblade is also a lesbian.
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sebadztian · 5 months
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There's not a lot of Sebaciel content lately (Sebaciel nation where art thou?) and I'm still stuck on the subject of Sebby going nom-nom-nom on Ciel (or trying to...). So, here's yet another analysis rambling on this particular subject...
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Look at how sad and disappointed the demon was that he didn't get to eat his meal :(
Long rambling under the cut!
In all seriousness though...
Was he really going to take Ciel's soul?
Yes.
At some point, he was in Ciel's head in a last ditch attempt to get his master back. He really was 90% earnest about the whole thing. But how about the 10%? I think, this is that 10%... 👇
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I think that 10% was hope. Hope that his young master was still in there somewhere, hope that he'd get his young master back. After all, he'd said it himself that what he finds most amusing right now was playing Ciel's butler. And what is a butler without a master? Without Ciel, the game will be boring and the demon has no reason/desire to continue playing it.
References (beause I don't want people saying I'm pulling that theory out of thin air)...
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And I think, Ciel approved it.
It was a rude awakening, I agree, but he wasn't angry at Sebastian for acting out of turn or for having almsot eaten him alive.
And I think this is what has deepened their trust in each other and moved their relationship forward.
How?
Ciel was at a very vulnerable state. He was genuinely scared of Sebastian. He wasn't himself (or maybe he was). He wasn't in a state where he could order Sebastian around.
And Sebastian has to decide on his own course of actions. He acted independently (sending a sample to the palace, asking for Sieglinde's help, agreeing to be her butler). It was just like what Tanaka has said, Sebastian was preparing for his master to come back.
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Sebastian has acted in his master's best interests (although his method was questionable at best) and Ciel recognized that. This is the instance where Sebastian truly acted like a butler.
I believe that if Sebastian really 100% wanted to take Ciel's soul, he could've done it in seconds. He didn't have to give that speech about the terribly dull ending and all that. But he was trying to egg Ciel on, to taunt him, hoping that his master would raise to the challenge and take the bait because that's how they flirt play their game, by taunting and teasing each other. This is their dance. That's the master that Sebastian knows.
And Ciel did! He came through for Sebastian and for himself! He was back to be the master that Sebastian has come to know and love respect.
Afterwards, they both had a revelation. Ciel realized that his demon has truly become his butler, and Sebastian realized that he was enjoying this butler 'game' way too much and he doesn't want it to end. Or perhaps, he's even gone a step further and realized that this is no longer just a game to him (this particular theory is pulled out of thin Sebaciel air).
And that's how they both took a step closer to each other.
If Ciel hadn't taken the bait, if he had chosen to stay in that cage instead of reaching for that smug demon he called a boyfriend butler, then Sebastian would've taken his soul because then he'd know that his Bocchan was truly gone.
And I believe that he'd have a completely different expression across his face after the deed has been done.
Thank you for coming to my Sebaciel talk!
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book-place · 1 year
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No-No Word
Warnings: cursing, let me know if I missed any :)
Pairings: Chris Evans x daughter reader, Sebastian Stan x reader platonic, Anthony Mackie x reader platonic
Request: heyyy i was just wondering if you'd be willing to write for Chris Evans x daughter!reader maybe??? :)
Request by: Anon
*not my gif*
Summary: Turns out, you’re a lot smarter than Chris would’ve thought
A/N: Posting a couple short fics to get back into writing
Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work
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“Hey there, sweetheart.” Chris quickly glanced over his shoulder as you waddled into the kitchen area, “How did you sleep?”
You yawned, reaching up to rub your eyes, “Good, dada.”
Your father couldn’t help but allow his grin to widen at the sight of you, merely five years old, drowning in fuzzy pajamas and clutching a stuffed animal under your right arm.
“You up for some pancakes?” Of course, he already knew the answer.
A smile lit up your face, suddenly awake, and you nodded your head vigorously, suddenly wide awake. “Up! Up!” You chanted jumping up and down slightly as you made a grabbing motion towards the blond man.
Chris abandoned the spatchula next to the stove and scooped you up in his arms, peppering kisses on the side of your head and into your hair in a way that emitted joyous giggles from your lips.
He gently set you down on the counter, a healthy distance away from where he was cooking the batter, nodding along as you rambled about something or other and moved back to continue making the two of you breakfast.
“-and then the dog jumped as tall as you daddy!” Your eyes were wide with awe and amazement.
The man chuckled slightly, “Is that so, honey-“ He cut himself off when the spatula slipped from his grasp and landed with a small ‘clang’ onto the floor.
Immediately, he bent down to pick it up, “Oops-“
“Shit!”
Chris snapped to attention, eyes wide and alert as stared at you with a dropped jaw. You just blinked up at him innocently.
“What the- what did you say?” He asked in complete shock, those being the only words he could form at the moment.
Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion for a second before realization lit up your face and you smiled proudly, placing your hands on your hips, “Shit!” You repeated.
“How the- who-“ Your father sputtered.
He had always been extra careful and sure that he never cursed around you and that others he was with didn’t either.
“No, honey,” He finally came to his senses and turned off the stove for a moment as he bent down to be eye level with you, “That’s a bad word, we don’t say that.”
And your eyebrows were furrowed once more, “Shit?”
Chris nodded, “Yes, that’s a no-no word, we don’t say that.”
A pout immediately formed on your lips and you crossed your arms, “But it’s a big kid word, and I’m a big kid!”
He shook his head back and forth, “Where did you even hear it?”
“Uncle Sebby!” You cheered excitedly.
A look of realization dawned on the actor before it was quickly replaced by exhaustion, “Is that so?” He asked as he ran a frustrated hand down his face, knowing Sebatian was about to get a very unhappy call in a few minutes.
You nodded, oblivious to your fathers feelings, “Uh-huh, he said it but told me it was a big kid word, and that I couldn’t say it until I was a big kid.”
“Then why are you saying it now?” He raised a stern eyebrow in your direction.
You grinned, “Because I asked Uncle Anthony later if I was a big kid and he said yes!”
Chris was silent for a moment, and it took everything in him not to burst out in laughter at the brilliance of your statement, how at even such a young age you and figured out a way to get around a rule and still act innocent about the whole thing.
Failing, he let a few chuckles slip through his lips and he picked you up and carried you on his hip, “That’s still a no-no word, no matter what your uncles say. Got it?” He playfully rubbed his nose against your cheek and poked his fingers at your sides, tickling you.
You shrieked with laughter, trying to force yourself away from him, “Okay, okay, daddy! No more tickles! No more tickles!”
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bwoahtastic · 10 months
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Stepmom Nico AU: Toto and Nico taking their little ones to the beach. And they're looking around the tide pools. Nicky points out a crab and Seb ZOOMs over because he wants to see. But the crab ends up pinching him xD.
Toto smiled as Nicky giggled in his arms, the little mousy pointed excitedly at the sea while his floppy ears, sticking through the ear holes in his duck printed sun hat, perked up a little in interest.
"You like the see, pinkie?" Toto asked softly, and Nicky nodded, eyes wide in eye. Toto felt a pang of hurt in his stomach realising thst with Nicky'a past, it was likely this was the first time he had ever seen it.
"Seb! Seb, stop zooming and let me put sunscreen on you!" Nico sighed in exasperation as their little tiger cub ran over the sand as fast as his little legs could carry him, staying out of Nico's reach as Nico was also carrying some bags and a umbrella. The little tiger growled at momma, but then tripped and fall flat on his ass in the sand.
He whined, making grabby hands at Nico, who soothed the cub with an amused smile before rubbing the sunscreen onto his chubby cheeks.
"Papa, mousy wanna see water!" Nicky piped up softly, followed by soft happy squeaks. Toto smiled and ofcourse he brought Nicky closer to the water, first to the little tide pools to let Nicky look inside. He heard rapid footsteps following him and knew Sebby was coming with them. Toto turned to check if Nico was okay setting up the umbrella by himself but the Omega smiled and gave him a thumbs up.
Toto set Nicky down on the sand, letting the tiny mousy hold his fingers as they approached the tide pool.
"Crab!" Nicky gasped excitedly, pointing at the animal. Toto was just going to tell Nicky and Seb not to touch the animals when Seb already pounced forward, putting his hand in the water before yelping.
"Papa! Ouch!" The cub cried out, shaking the crab who had pinched him from his hand before whining and nosing into Toto's chest. "Bad crab!" The cub added eith a growl.
"Mr crab grumpy like sebby when early!" Nicky giggled, earning a huff from his brother but an amused wink from his papa.
"Everything okay here?" Nico spoke up, approaching them too. Toto tried not to rumble as he saw his Omega was wearing a beautiful little bikini, green like his feathers.
"Crab hurt me." Seb whined dramatically at Nico, giving him a rather impressive pout. Nico jut chuckled.
"Oh poor little cub, would an ice cream make you feel better?" He cooed, grinning when Seb instantly perked up, pain long forgotten.
Mousy seemed a little torn, whiskers twitching at the mention of such a treat, but he also glanced back at the tide pools.
"Why don't momma and sebby go to the restaurant to get ice creams foe us all, and we stay and look at the fish a bit longer, Nicky?" Toto offered, knowing Nicky would likely not ask for it.
"Yes please!" He smiled happily, while Seb already,broke out in a sprint to the restaurant with Nico hot on his heels.
Toto let Nicky grab his finger again, listen to the tiny mousy's rambles about the fish he saw.
His family was perfect
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n1ghtmare-eyes · 1 year
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Genuinely got out of breath because I saw a drawing of skids father <- full of mental illness
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Unlucky Day
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Sebastian x Fem! Reader
CW: mild gore, near death experience,
This is fluff. Sweet moment between you and Sebby! I hope you enjoy.
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You were doing some rounds in the mines, the TV said your luck was a little extra today so you figured to make the most of it with trying to get to the bottom of the mines. You were prepped and were doing pretty well! No infested floors and you found some ladders without having to break any stones. Nothing beats that type of trip. Though your mind was a little preoccupied, your friends Sam, Abigail and Sebastian asked if you could take them with you into the mines sometimes and you refused. Sam wasn’t too bent out of shape and Abi pouted but that was about it other than some prying and pushing with failures, but the worst one to react was Sebastian, after you explained you couldn’t protect them as well as you wanted to if they came, Sebastian seemed offended that you didn’t think he could handle himself, you knew he was upset because he went quiet, yes he was naturally quiet but this was a different quiet, he hardly replied to you afterwards. You hadn’t seen them since that conversation 2 days ago. You wanted to be better to ensure their safety. His safety. It wasn’t hard to notice your crush on Sebastian, though you didn’t want to admit your feelings for the pale skinned, dark haired man. You hardly hung out with him alone, he was usually locked up in his room and you didn’t want to bother him while he was working so you just never really got around to visiting often.
You were on floor 30 without much of a struggle, taking your time, getting ores and stone etcetera, though you could tell that this floor you just arrived at was infested, the aura in the area was a dead giveaway and you ran to the middle of the room to prepare yourself to fight the mob. You were slayin (yes slay bih) left and right, collecting slimes and bat wings and whatever other drops you obtained from your slain enemies. You thought you were done but the aura still hadn’t dissipated. You were so confused, starting to look for the way out until you heard a hushed voice behind you, as you snapped your gaze behind you, you saw a stray slime hopping towards you, with each motion ending in a sloshed and wet slap onto the ground, you stood your ground and held your sword in hand, waiting for the stupid slime to close the distance and come to its own demise, but it turned slightly and went towards a stone…? Confused you watched and you heard that voice again. “Fuckin’ hell-“ it clicked, someone followed you inside. Being surrounded by tons of enemies must’ve muted whatever sounds this person made, you hoped to whatever god they were okay.
You ran and jumped over the large stone and hit the slime, one hit killing it. Swift and painless. You wipe some of the slime that got onto you and turned around. “Are you oka- OH MY GOD.” You saw a bloodied Sebastian, he seemed to have a head injury, you saw blood running down his face and he was obviously in pain. “SEBASTIAN!” You knelt down and pulled out some first aid and a health elixir. “Here here, drink this I have more don’t worry.” You were stressed and worried. The aura in the room finally disappeared so you knew you had cleared it. You began to start ranting to this poor man. “Damnit why did you follow me?! I told you I couldn’t protect you! Now you got hurt because you snuck in! I don’t know how I didn’t notice, I’m so sorry” you rambled and rambled and he looked up at you, pained. “No I’m sorry Y/n, I was stubborn and got myself hurt on my own, a slime fucking tripped me and that’s all this is.. I think I twisted my ankle. Keep the drink thing.” He handed you the elixir back and pushed you away a bit.
“Sebastian..” he held his hand up to stop you from continuing to talk. “No. Don’t. My ego was hurt that you thought I couldn’t handle myself, I’ve been here before but never passed the first floor. I just… I’m sorry to make you worry. I’m fine really.” You shook your head and sighed. “Whatever. Let’s just get you out of here… it’s getting late anyways.” You drape his arm over your shoulder and counting him down you both stand, having him put some of his weight on you. “I’m stronger than you think Seb, lean on me more.” You wrap your free arm around his waist and hold him close for stability and so he wouldn’t have to use his bad ankle as much. Sebastian has a dust of pink on his face, not hard to notice due into his pale skin, his beautiful pale skin, okay not the time to daydream about your little gamer boy. He was injured and needed to get the hell out of there. “Are you getting a fever??” You asked, concerned about his sudden heat in his face. “N-No! I’m fine. Just, Yaknow. In pain is all.” He was lying, you being so close to him, your body pressed against him, your breasts were so soft on his side and your hand gently holding him in place, you were sweaty and he normally hates the smell of body odor but he didn’t mind yours at all, he enjoyed it. He’s never been this close to you.
After struggling to get into the elevator you press the top floor’s button and wait for it to start moving. You sigh as you both lean on the back of the elevator wall, watching as the floors pass by. You glance over at Sebastian who looks like he’s about to fall asleep, was it that late? “Sebastian?” You call out a little, he looks over at you with his eyes, they’re half shut, he calls you out in a breathy daze. He was starting to get heavier. “Seb-Sebastian!” You call out louder as his body slowly slides down the wall onto the floor, you gasp and immediately start looking for other wounds, you lift up his baggy hoodie to reveal a gash on his side opposite from where you’ve been, you shouldn’t have taken his word earlier, you should’ve checked. “Fuck!” You mutter to yourself as you pull out the elixir from earlier and try to pour it in his mouth, it was proving difficult due to him almost being unconscious.
“Shit shit shit! Sebastian stay with me!” You were strong but not strong enough to carry him all the way to Harvey, and he’s long closed by now so getting in touch with him would take too long. You pour the elixir in your mouth and don’t swallow, using your mouth as a carrier to him. You weren’t even thinking about you basically kissing the man, as your lips interlocked you poured the liquid into his mouth, making sure he swallowed it. As you waited for the elixir to do its magic you ripped off your flannel and bundled it up to soak up the blood that was leaving his body. Tear filling your eyes, your voice breaking. “Sebastian please be ok, please God be okay!” You had long arrived to the top floor but you didn’t care, you couldn’t do anything but drag the man and that would make things much worse you’re sure.
You start sobbing as you see the unmoving, barely breathing Sebastian lay before you, hardly being able to bare the sight of it, you heard your heart shatter, thinking this was gonna be the last time you see him. You think nothing but the worst and you clutch his hoodie and put your head on his chest, heaving and sobbing your poor little eyes out. I mean wailing. You hadn’t cried like this in a long time, not even for your Grandfather. “Sebastian I am so so so sorry… please don’t die… I love you please don’t die…”
Your confession not phasing you, needing to say it. He had to know if he was gonna die. “Please don’t leave me alone here…” he croaked and you felt you body getting weaker as time went on. His breathing was light and weak, you weren’t leaving him, not now.
What felt like hours had passed, his breathing barely there, you tried another elixir to see if he could wake up but you almost ran out of willpower. Until you felt him move, it was small but it was a movement. “Sebastian??” You called out softly, your heart swelling with hope.
“Y-y/n?” He whispered out, opening his eyes and trying to move, immediately stopping and regretting his choice. “Ow- fuckin hell-“ you gasped and wrapped your arms around his neck, sobbing all over again, your face red and puffy already. “Sebastian I thought you died!!” You cried out, not letting go. He lets out a soft groan of pain as you basically attack this wounded man.
“Ah- Y/n. Hey. Calm down I’m here I’m here.” He spoke softly and let out a chuckle, followed by another soft groan of pain. During all this he somehow sat up on the wall, you still hugging his torso, refusing to let any form of space come between you, crying your heart out. Sebastian stroked your hair and gave you soft shh sounds, “I’m okay! It’s alright.” He pulled you away softly and cupped you cheek, having you look at him. Gosh even through your tears you were pretty. “I’m here. With you.” He whispered and pulled you close into a kiss, it was sweet and soft and quick. You finally caught your breath, more like you choked on air. Shocked he just did that.
“I love you too.” He grinned, you felt even more tears streaming down your face as he said those special words. “You.. you heard me?” He nodded. “I also felt both times you gave me that elixir stuff. It’s not tasty.” Your face turned a shade a red you never thought was possible. “I- I had to!” You began to defend as he smiled knowingly all to well you did that for his well-being. He winced once again in pain and sighed. “Can we, get out of here? I can hobble with your help I’m sure. I’ll just be sore.” You nod and help him up and make your way back to his house, it was closer than yours so it was your default.
Unfortunately Robin is pretty adamant on locking her doors at 8 o’clock sharp every night and just his luck he left his keys in his room. With relentless teasing on the way back to your farm, you finally make it back to your quaint home, welcoming him in. “Don’t worry about the sheets just lay down okay?” You say as you help him onto the bed. He groaned and sighed a sigh of relief as his body can finally rest fully. “Thank you Y/n.. really” he was gonna sleep hard tonight. “Of course Seb, I’ll see you in the morning.” You say, about to exit to leave him in your bed. “Wait” he called out. “Sleep by me?” He more so begged than asked with his tone, he didn’t want to be alone. You were more than happy to oblige in his request. You nodded and changed in the other room into something a little more comfy. Laying beside him, knowing he can’t really sleep on either side comfortably you held his hand and snuggled up beside him.
“Don’t ever leave me okay?” You say as you start drifting off to sleep.
“I wouldn’t dream of it sweetheart.” He squeezed your hand and fell into slumber shortly after.
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