#SEB YOU'VE GOTTA COME BACK

[palewolfcheesecake-blog]

WOO HOO WE'RE WINNING TODAY AND FOR THE NEXT FIVE YEARS BOYS!!!!!

#AND it's gonna be during cherry blossom season as of next year #CHERRY BLOSSOM SEASON!!!!! #imagine the pics #imagine the PHOTO DUMPS #god this is going to be sooo good #they'd better renew suzuka post 29 #or i will riot #also #SEB YOU'VE GOTTA COME BACK #WE NEED BUZZIN' CORNER PARTS 1 2 3 4 5 AND 6 #GET IN THERE BUDDY

[haleyhunwritess]

hiiii if requests are open can u write one where she has bad period cramps and its seb or bucky taking care of her with like lots of fluff and maybe he teases her for crying at a commercial because shes feeling hormonal cuz of her period but it just ends with a lot of fluff💕

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pairing: bucky x reader

warning: period cramps, FLUFFFF

a/n: i woke up with the worst cramps possible and all i wanted was to cuddle with someone but i'm on campus now trying to get some work done :( i wanna post some more period comfort fics, maybe today or tomorrow! i have an old period comfort fic request from @chrisevansdaughter that i'm working on that i can hopefully post soon 💗

"Do you think it's bleeding? It feels like it's bleeding." Bucky groaned, rubbing the back of his head.

"Oh please, you're fine." You mumbled from the couch, clutching your lower abdomen while holding your breath as your cramps started to get worse.

This morning you'd woken up to the most painful cramps you've ever experienced. You assumed that they were pre-period cramps, and tried to go back to sleep. However, a few minutes later, you felt Bucky's hand on your shoulder gently shaking you awake. You mumbled five more minutes, before trying to go back to sleep.

"Love, wake up," he whispered, glancing down at the dark stain on the bed, "You're bleeding, doll."

Suddenly awake, you quickly opened your eyes and turned to look down at the crimson stain on the bed. Groaning loudly, you put your head in your hands. You normally got your period on time, though sometimes it could be a day or two late. It was rarely ever early. You weren't supposed to get your period for another 4 days, and yet here it was. You felt embarrassed, but fortunately that feeling didn't last long as your body started to cramp up again. You whimpered loudly, while clutching your stomach and struggling to breathe.

You struggled to sit up, as the cramps were somehow starting to get even worse. Bucky quickly put one arm behind your back, and held your hand in his, to help you sit up. You quietly thanked him before turning your gaze back down to the stain, and cursing silently, "I'm so sorry, bubba, I wasn't supposed to get my period yet. I didn't mean to ruin your sheets."

"Love, I'm not mad at you. You have nothing to be sorry about, it's okay. I'm sorry I had to wake you up but we've gotta get you cleaned up." Bucky kissed your forehead, before getting up and leaving the room.

He came back a few minutes later with some towels, a water bottle, and some ibuprofen. He handed you the ibuprofen first, which you gladly took before washing it down with some water. Then he helped you get up carefully, holding you gently in his arms as he lead you over to the bathroom. He put the towels down on the counter, then walked over to the shower to turn on the hot water.

"Alright, doll. You take as long as you need in there, okay? If you need anything, just shout and I'll come running. I'm just gonna go clean up in the room, okay?" Before you could even protest, he left the bathroom to take the sheets to the laundry.

You stepped out of the shower after a while, already starting to feel a bit better. You noticed Bucky had left a pair of his sweatpants and his favourite hoodie on the counter next to the towels. There was also a bag of supplies on the ground, with different feminine hygiene products, a heating pad, some painkillers you were definitely going to need later, and some other essentials. After drying yourself off with the towel, you got dressed quickly and decided to go check on Bucky.

You found him downstairs in the kitchen, pouring hot water into a cup. Walking over to him, you noticed a familiar sweet smell coming from the kitchen. That's when you noticed a fresh batch of his painfully-delicious pancakes sitting on the counter. You put your arms around his waist, pulling him closer to you. He turned around, and pulled you into his arms gently, being careful not to hug you too tight in case you still have cramps.

You helped him carry the pancakes and the tea over to the living room. You sat down in front of the TV and started flipping through the channels. Bucky picked up your fork, and started feeding you small bites as you settled on what show to watch. Eventually, breakfast was over and you were cuddled up on the couch watching titanic. You've only seen the movie once and you found the ending sad, but you never cry at the ending. Until today. It seemed like your body was determined to make you miserable today as you wiped the tears that were streaming down your face at a fast pace. You hoped Bucky wouldn't notice that you were crying, especially just because of a movie. You glanced over at him and noticed he was straight at you, and trying to stifle a laugh. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't contain his laughter anymore. He got up from the couch, still laughing, as you glared him.

"Screw you, Barnes, it's not funny!" You picked up a pillow from the couch and threw it at him, but it only made him laugh harder.

"I'm sorry, love, I couldn't help it!" He chuckled as he picked up the pillow and threw it back on the couch next to you. "I didn't think you were one to cry at movies like that. It wasn't like one glistening tear either, doll, you were nearly sobbing. Don't get me wrong though, it was adorable!"

"You jerk!" You picked up the pillow again and threw it at him but it missed him once again. As he bent over to pick the pillow back up, you picked up the remote this time, and launched it at him. Unfortunately, this time it actually hit him.

"Ow, what the-" He got up, rubbing the back of his head, "That actually hurt, doll, what was that?"

"The remote" You mumbled, trying not to laugh.

He glared at you before bending down to pick up the pillow and throw it back at you. Although he didn't mean to, he threw it pretty hard and it hit your stomach, right as the cramps decided to make a comeback. He quickly apologized and walked over to you to make sure you weren't hurt too bad.

"Just go get me the pain-killers, doofus." You mumbled, laying down sideways, clutching your lower abdomen.

He got up and made his way to the kitchen, still rubbing the spot at the back of his head, the one where you threw the remote at.

"Do you think it's bleeding? It feels like it's bleeding." Bucky groaned, as he continued to rub the back of his head, checking for any blood.

"Oh please, you're fine." You mumbled from the couch, clutching your lower abdomen while holding your breath as your cramps started to get worse.

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[bohobooks]

Sebastian sallow one shot: Sebastian breaks a rule just to make reader smile

I love this idea!

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Request: Sebastian sallow one shot: Sebastian breaks a rule just to make reader smile.

Description: Y/N has been having a rough time after the death of Professor Fig. They just go through the motions and fake smiles. Sebastian notices this, and decides he's gotta get to you to make you smile- rules be damned.

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"Honestly, yes. I think they need that." Poppy smiled at the idea Sebastian presented, "It should be easy to actually get you into our dorms, but we need you to go unnoticed by the others. I don't want anyone turning you in because they have a thorn in their side."

Sebastian hummed in thought, the idea coming to him, "I got it! Y/n has a stash of Polyjuice potion! You distract them for the day, and I can disguise myself as you! Although I'm sure I'll need help decorating..."

Poppy thought for a second, munching on the honey bun that Sebastian had brought her to butter her up. "Whats Anne up to? I know she's feeling better, and I feel like she'd love this. She can disguise herself as y/n."

Sebastian grins, "Poppy, you genius little creature. Maybe you should have been in Ravenclaw."

Poppy laughs, "Maybe, Sallow. Maybe. I'll get y/n out of the castle tomorrow... and I'll sneak you our hair tonight at dinner. I'll tuck it into a book and act like you let me borrow it."

Sebastian hopped up in excitement, "Wonderful, I'll write to Anne right away. Thank you, Poppy."

Poppy watched the boy begin to strut away, laughing to herself. That kid was so head over heels for y/n.

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"Poppy. I love you, I really do. But please tell me where it is you're dragging me?" You force a laugh as your friend pulls you through the back alley of some small hamlet you've surprisingly never been too.

"Just wait-" she pulls you through the narrow exit of the alley, straight into a street out of a fairytale. A cobblestone road, lined on either sides with shops with thatched roofs. Beautiful jack o lanterns  line the walkways, and leaves flutter through the air like butterflies.  You can't help but take a deep breath, amazed.

"Oh, Poppy." You breathe out, looking at the scene infront of you. There's a flower shop, a bakery, a book store, a clothing store... it's all amazing.

"I thought you could use a nice, calm day. So I brought you to my favorite place." Poppy smiles at you proudly.

"Let's go, we've got lots of shopping to do!"

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Meanwhile, the Sallow twins stood in the detention room, knowing there was no way they'd get caught in there.

"Poppy's Polyjuice looks like sunshine." Anne watched in amazement as sebastian swirled the bottle.

Her eyes fell back to the bottle in her hand, in which a gossamer liquid swirled, so deeply amber that in certain lights it appeared black. Sebastian looked up from under his brows at his sister, laughing at the apprehensive look in her eyes, "Y/n drank a Polyjuice potion that turned them into Professor Black. They said it looked like someone bottled vomit. you'll be just fine." He held out the bottle and clicked it against Anne's, "Slàinte."

She huffed a small laugh, returning the cheers before downing the bottle. For a moment, the twins felt nothing- then all at once, their bones began shifting. Muscles and skin stretched and shrank, hair growing and changing color. 

Before they knew it, they both stood there staring at each other... well. Sort of.

"I never realized how much smaller Poppy is than me," Sebastian chuckled, looking around at his now small frame basically swimming in his clothes.

Anne laughed, but it came out as y/n musical laugh that Sebastian had grown to love so much... the laugh he hadn't heard in ages, "Seb, I'm really hoping you brought their uniforms to change into?"

Sebastian laughed, taken aback by the girlish sound, "Yeah, here. In my bag."

They quickly changed, Sebastian keeping his eyes glued to the ceiling to he didn't see any part of Poppy that she wouldn't want.

"Seb, really. You didn't even put on the stockings?" Anne laughed.

"No way. Those things are like sausage casinos, and if anyone is eyeing Poppy- well, me- close enough to notice I'll punch them in the nose."

"Fair enough, let's go."

The two managed to make it to the Hufflepuff common room entrance unnoticed, and paused staring at the barrels.

"Well, go ahead." Sebastian gestures to the barrels.

"What? Me? Absolutely not!" Anne scoffed.

"I am NOT about to be squirted by this evil thing."

"This was your idea. Besides, you shouldn't get squirted." Anne rocked back on her heels, and took a few steps back, "Assuming you get it right."

Sebastian huffed, approaching the barrels apprehensivly. He brought his fist to the one that Poppy had indicated, took a deep breath and began the knock.

Hel-ga Huff-le-puff

There was a split second where Sebastian winced, completely sure that he was about to get drenched in the foul smelling liquid, but then the door opened.

"Oh thank Merlin," and let out a sigh of relief, "I was afraid you'd be strayed and I'd have to listen to you whine all day."

Sebastian followed his sister, ducking through the enterance, "Very funny."

Entering the Hufflepuff common room, the twins had to keep the look of awe off of their faces. Where Slytherins common room was dark and elegant, Hufflepuff's was cozy and warm. Plants seemed to grow out of every nook and cranny, and the smell of sweets pervaded the air.

Sebastian and Anne could've explored for hours, if it wasn't for the voice that rang out from a couch a few meters away.

"Oh Poppy! There you are!" Adelaide Oaks scurried over, a huge smile on her face, "I was hoping you could help  me out a bit with this Magical Creatures essay, I've really been struggling with-"

Sebastian cut her off, "No- uh," he cleared his throat attempting to copy Poppy's way of speaking, "I'm sorry, I mean I can't right now. How about later this evening? Y/n will be on a date with Sebastian. But don't tell her that when you see her, it's a surprise."

Adelaide eyes flickered behind Sebastian, to where Anne was standing, "Oh goodness, I guess she knows now! Don't mind me, I didn't get nearly enough sleep. You know me, mind always on puffskiens. Hehe. Well anyways, got to go. See you this evening byee!" Sebastian grabbed his sister's hand, dragging her towards the dorms and away from a befuddled Adelaide.

Anne giggled, "Did you really just say hehe? What the bloody hell was that, Seb?"

Not letting go of her arm, Sebastian continued scurrying down the hallway to the dorm he knew to be Y/n and Poppy's, "I don't know Anne! I panicked, okay? I don't know what girls say!"

"Well, it's definitely not 'hehe'. Atleast in that tone anyway. You're lucky Poppy is known to be an odd ball."

Sebastian rolled his eyes, "Whatever, come on. Get in here."

The twins closed the door behind them, and turned to inspect the room they were working with.

"This is so cozy!" Anne squealed a bit, looking around. She found her way over to what she knew to be Y/n's bed, picking up a picture frame from the nightstand. Encased behind the glass was a moving picture of y/n, Ominis, and Sebastian. In the center, Ominis is stood with his arms crossed, his face feigning annoyance as y/n pinches his cheeks and throws her head back in laughter. On the other side, Sebastian throws his head back in laughter, then looks at the hufflepuff with such adoration.

"Man Seb," Anne giggles, "You really have it bad for them, huh?"

Sebastian rolls his eyes, "Yes. I do. Now please help me decorate, nosey.

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Poppy and MC finally returned to the castle later than evening, no longer wearing the school robes they had left in. Poppy had forced y/n to buy a new outfit, telling them that retail therapy is the best therapy. Sweeting then proceeded to drag MC to the flower shop where she proceeded to weave all sorts of matching flowers into her hair.

Y/n had to admit, they felt rather attractive for the first time in a long time. Approaching the barrels, they waited for Poppy to knock, complaining, "I still don't understand why you wouldn't let me get any food from the tavern. I'm starving, Poppy!"

Poppy chuckled stepping towards the door as it opens, "How about this; you go put the stuff we bought in out dorm and I'll start working on my homework for a bit. If you're still hungry we will go to the kitchens."

"Ugh," Y/n groaned dramatically, "Fiiiine."

The trek to Y/n and Poppy's dorm was short, and Y/n didn't see anyone. She figured they were all at dinner, where she wished she was. Opening the door, she is assaulted by the smell of sweets.

Entering the room, Y/n is beyond surprised at the scene infront of her. The beds, desks and normal furniture were missing. Instead, the outside of the room was lined with large, soft pillows and blankets, and in the center of the room were short- almost ground level- tables overflowing with all sorts of foods and drinks. The air was warm and inviting, filled with twinkling lights that y/n quickly realized were fire flies. Fairylights covered the walls, and convering the ceiling was a golden shimmering enchantment, unlike anything they had seen before. Their eyes fell to the figure that quickly stood up from the cushions.

Sebastian.

Their voice was light with awe and wonder, "Seb, what is all of this?"

He walked forward, taking her hand and leading them to the cushions near the food, "Well y/n," Sebastian began, "Since everything that's happened, you've been depressed. Rightfully so, of course. But I missed seeing you smile and laugh. Genuinely smile and laugh, not that show you've been putting on for everyone."

MC sat on the floor, Sebastian taking his place beside them as he continued speaking, "So, I thought to myself: what makes y/n smile? Breaking rules, sweets, the stars, and these freaky little twinkling bugs. It took me a bit, but I managed to put them all together."

The cheesy grin full of pride that sat on Sebastians face was enough to make MC laugh, and the though of someone going through all of this, doing all of this, just for them made them tear up.

"Oh Seb, this is amazing." Y/n threw their arms around Sebastian, pulling away after a moment to look at his face. His eyes flickered to Y/n's lips, then scanned their face.

His voice came breathlessly as he tucked a strand of hair behind their ear, "You look breathtaking, by the way."

Sebastian leaned in, pressing his lips lightly to theirs. In a moment, they pull away just enough, their foreheads still touching and smile on their face, "Seb, if you wanted to make me smile all you had to do was kiss me."

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[carboysandbikemen]

Which driver would accompany you to buy lingerie, which driver would buy it without you knowing

Honestly would let any of these drivers do either of these. Love this ask, thank you:

Lewis- Lewis would love both. He would absolutely buy it you without you knowing, getting you the latest designer pieces and then anything he thinks you would look great in (and that he wants to see you in). He enjoys that he can just buy you expensive things to fit his expensive taste. Although he wouldn't suggest it, he would absolutely come with you to shop for it, and would probably call ahead so you could have the shop to yourselves.

Charles- Charles loves coming with you, he likes watching you shop, seeing what you chose and show to him so he can give you a little smile and a nod of approval. Which let’s be honest, he does with anything you choose because if it makes you happy it makes him happy. For those of you (us) who love needy little sub Charles he would start out by asking you how it felt, what it was like. Maybe he'd buy some as a surprise for you to see him in. Then, when you shop you'd pick out things for each other, knowing looks as you say 'how about this?' holding something up you know he'd look perfect in. Watching him blush and nod.

George- George is a versatile man, he enjoys what each of these options has to offer. When he comes with you to buy them he lets you chose some, and slips in some he wants you to try too. At more high end places with private changing rooms he likes to watch as you try each one on, telling you how gorgeous you are and letting you know which are his favourites. Part of it for him is the exhibitionism of it all, while knowing that he is the only one that can see you like this. George would also enjoy buying you things, leaving them on the bed with a small note telling you to be wearing it for when he gets back. He enjoys seeing you in the things he's chosen, and being able to slowly take them off you.

Daniel- Daniel would enjoy going with you because he would enjoy seeing you pick things to look good for him. He would also sneak in anything he realllllly wants to see you in too. If you went shopping alone he'd want you to take pics in the changing room for him so he can 'approve them'- which he always does but he wants you to keep sending the pics anyway. In terms of buying it for you, it wouldn't be a regular thing but he would absolutely buy you lingerie for special occasions.

Sebastian- Red Bull Seb would absolutely want to go with you to pick them. He'd smile cheekily at you as he picks things he wants to see you in. He likes to know whats coming and it definitely gets him all riled up to imagine you in them. Current Seb would buy them for you, often without you knowing as a surprise. You probably think this is really nice and cute of him, but really it’s because you're then wearing exactly what he wants to see you in.

Fernando- Let’s be honest, he just assumes you’re happy to get your own so doesn’t consider either. Oh he would pay for it sure, and oh does he enjoy seeing you in it, but he enjoys the surprise. He likes you in anything. It’s his god given right as a two time world champion to see you in sexy lingerie, but he’s too busy with el plan to buy you them.

Senna- He’d buy it for himself and buy a strap on for you. He’d go with you to pick stuff out for him cause he wants you to pick for him sometimes, he wants to be pretty for you. (we refuse to to apologise for how we project onto Senna- the man’s too pretty okay. Babygirl.)

Fabio- You would buy some for him as a surprise and he’d really enjoy it. How it fits, the feel of it, how good he looks for you. He’d want to go with you to pick pieces after that, and he’d like to help choose for you too then. You've gotta look hot while topping this man.

Honourable Mentions

Carlos- Don't normally write for Carlos but I have a specific thing in my head for like hetero dom (in a 'call me daddy' type way) Carlos and this fits so well because he would absolutely buy you things all the time so you look good and pretty for him. You would put them on for him and kneel as he calls you a good girl. -🐝

Toto- This man screams 'buys you lingerie as a surprise on the reg'. No further comments.

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[barkspawn]

farmer and seb fake date but it's sudden and confusing for one of them but they like each other so yay

This brought me joy. <3

"Sorry, Clint. I'm already dancing with someone," Amelia started, giving the man before her, standing far too close, an awkward smile. 

"Oh? I see," he frowned, looking down, "uh, can I ask who you're dancing with?"

"Oh, uh," she looked around, mind going completely blank. She didn't think about the fact that she'd actually have to find someone. 

Frankly, Clint freaked her out a little. She definitely didn't want to go with him specifically but didn't even think what would happen if she said she had a date and then went alone. 

Before she could answer, Willy and Elliott came walking up the footpath, pausing to say hello. 

"Good Morning, Amelia!" Elliott beamed, turning to the blacksmith, "Clint."

"How are the two of ye this mornin'?" Willy chimed in. 

"Just asking Amelia who her date to the Flower Dance is," Clint responded, his tone short. 

Shit. 

"Oh! You've found a date, Amelia?" Elliott smiled, stepping in to whisper, "is this just a dance or..?"

Amelia's face burned crimson as she backed up a bit, "oh, I uh, I don't know yet. It's a… first date."

Double shit.

Willy and Elliott shared a look while Clint still stared at her, skeptical. 

"I've gotta run and buy some more seeds," she backed up some more, turning and noticing Caroline and Jodi whispering away to one another, not 15 feet away.

Triple shit.

"I'll see you guys at the dance tomorrow!"

They all called their goodbyes as Amelia made her way to Pierre's to buy some odds and ends. She all but ran up to Robin's to schedule the renovation to her house, thankful she got all of this done before everyone knew she had a fake date. 

"Thanks, Amelia! I'll start on Monday."

"Sounds perfect," Amelia beamed, noting the clock said 9:30 am, Sebastian probably asleep. Still, she gestured, "mind if I pop down to see if he's awake?"

Robin gave a shrug and Amelia knocked on the door 4 times, the way that they always had. She heard him call something that sounded like "come in" or some random intelligible shout. 

She ran down and closed the door behind her, "Seb, I am in so much trouble. I-" Seb had clearly just sat up, sitting on the edge of his bed in a pair of dark flannel pajamas and, unfortunately for Amelia, no shirt. She felt that familiar burn return to her cheeks. The blush was mimicked on Sebastian's face as he realized what was happening, having been just hardly awake when he called her in. 

Stifling a yawn. He reached for the closest shirt and pulled it on, running his fingers through his hair to tame it as he looked over at her, "my bad," he mumbled before furrowing his brow, "wait, in trouble? Ames, I just woke up," he joked, "let's slow down. What happened?"

He walked over and sat on his couch, gesturing for her to sit beside him, which she did, her back against the armrest, "sorry, sorry.." she took a breath before meeting his gaze, "Clint stopped me this morning."

Sebastian's lip curled before he could stop it, "uh, okay? Why?"

"He asked me to dance tomorrow."

Sebastian froze for a moment, his slightly disgusted expression turning to a frown, "don't tell me you said yes. You avoid him like the plague."

"Oh, no, I thought I'd give him a chance," Sebastian looked shocked, staring at her before she smacked his arm, "of course I didn't say yes, doofus."

He couldn't help but laugh, rubbing the spot she smacked as if it hurt, "okay, fair. What did you say then?"

She ran both hands back through her hair, groaning dramatically, "I told him I already had a partner."

"Okay?" Sebastian watched her expectantly. 

"But I don't…?"

"You could find someone to dance with."

"Oh! I didn't think of that!" She rolled her eyes, "but it gets worse."

"Oh, do tell."

She pursed her lips at his teasing before admitting, "Willy and Elliott appeared and asked about it. I panicked and said it was a first date," Sebastian laughed aloud at that, earning him a shove (that was more playful than real), "Seb, Caroline and Jodi heard."

His laugh was cut off, "oh."

"Yeah, oh."

She groaned and sunk back into the cushion of his couch as he drummed his fingers on his knee. 

"I.. what are you going to do?"

"I think the obvious answer is to skip the whole thing and move to a new farm," she teased. 

"Oh, you are so not leaving me alone in this town."

She laughed, raising an eyebrow, "Sam? Abby?"

He waved a dismissive hand, "you're different."

Stupid blushing. 

I don't know what that means, but I'm cool with being special to him.

"Seb, I have no idea. I think I just need to skip it."

"Ames, you're excited about it. You and Emily worked on your dress for weeks now," Sebastian frowned, genuinely not understanding why, but wanting to support her. 

"I know, it sucks. But I can't risk him screwing up my tools when I upgrade them."

There was a long moment of silence as Sebastian stared ahead and Amelia stared at the ceiling. When Sebastian spoke, his voice was so low she almost didn't hear. 

"So, dance with me then."

"I'm sorry, what?" She couldn't have heard him right. There was no way that he was offering to be her fake date. 

"Dance with me. People will totally believe it's our first date," he didn't even try to hide his own crimson tone, looking over at her, "it'll make it more interesting anyway."

"You're… serious?" She asked after another beat, "you'll fake date me so I don't make it weird with the weird blacksmith?"

"You're my best friend, Ames. It's no big deal," he shrugged, closing his eyes against the back of the couch. He jumped, gasping when she pulled him into a tight hug, his whole body unsure of how to react. Though his arms moved around her. 

She smelled nice, like lavender and vanilla. He shouldn't notice that. 

Stop noticing that. It's a fake date.

She pulled back and beamed, "It's a date then. You have no idea how much I owe you."

He rolled his eyes dramatically, "and are we telling anyone it's fake, or are our friends gonna freak out too?"

She bit her lower lip in thought, though he knew the answer, "just between us. Can't risk a talkative drunk."

He laughed again, nodding in agreement. After a moment he added, "no laughing at my suit. It's ridiculous."

"I'll behave," she teased, heading for the door, "pick me up at 8:45?"

He grimaced before nodding, "sure. I'll see you then."

"Thanks again, Seb," she smiled warmly, lighting up the whole room, "text me, I'll be home. He gave her a thumbs up, panicking a bit as soon as the door closed. 

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Amelia had spent two entire hours straightening her hair, braiding it, and weaving little flowers in it. She omitted any baby's breath; it made it seem too much like a wedding. She had put her dress on almost at the last minute, admiring how it hugged her in the right places before flaring out at the bottom. Emily had added little embroidered wisteria along the edges, deciding to omit the sleeves entirely. 

I wonder if Sebastian will like it?

She blinked, shocked at herself as she slipped on some white flats. 

It doesn't actually matter, Amelia. Stop treating it like a real date. 

There was a knock at the door, sending her heart into a frenzy. She opened the door, Sebastian stopping mid-sarcastic remark, mouth agape before he cleared his throat, "well, hey. Uh, mom said these are usually… a thing?"

She blushed, fighting the urge to bite her lip at the risk of ruining her lipstick. He held out a simple corsage that matched the flowers already pinned to his jacket. She took a moment to look him over, surprised to see how well-tailored the suit was. The vest was even a light purple that matched her own embroidery. He noticed her looking and his face flushed, opening the corsage before slipping it onto her wrist. 

"I stopped by Emily's yesterday. She is a wizard with that sewing machine. Adjusted the suit and made the vest…" he held the jacket open a bit before glancing at her, "and she made your dress, right? You look… amazing." He couldn't quite meet her eye, which she was glad as she felt her blush all the way in her ears. She stepped out and pulled the door closed behind her. 

"Thanks, Seb," she smiled as he offered his arm with a playful smirk, to which she rolled her eyes. They made their way down the southern path and toward the forest, arm in arm. As they turned, she added, "you look pretty incredible, yourself. It fits you perfectly."

He laughed quietly, shaking his head, "Thanks, but trust me, I'm not the one people will be looking at."

She paused, deciding that a little flirting would help, as people were already staring as they walked in, "but I will be."

He looked down at her, taken aback before it dawned on him that they were there. He hesitated before slipping his hand down into hers as they crossed the small bridge. 

Her heart was winning marathons in her chest, unknowing that his was doing the same. They both continuously had to remind themselves that it wasn't real. They passed Pierre's table, not even bothering to stop as they started to note all of the eyes on them, catching sight of their hands clasped together. She noticed how nervous he seemed and squeezed his hand gently. As he smiled down at her and she smiled back, Sam came bounding up to them. 

"Guys, what is that?" He said, his voice low as he leaned in, pointing at their hands. 

Sebastian shrugged, lifting their hands for a moment before squeezing her hand once more to calm her now, "we.. decided to go on a date. Here. Now."

Sam stared between them before he shook his head, "you know, I figured it'd happen eventually. Abby is going to have a field day when she sees."

As if on queue, Abby walked up, a lollipop in her mouth, removing it with a hum, "when I see wha- oh my god."

She stared in awe at their hands, the attention making the both of them blush wildly. Suddenly Abby shoved Sam. 

"You so owe me $20. You thought it'd take months!"

Sam groaned, fishing out 20 gold and giving it to her. Sebastian and Amelia stared at each other for a moment, speechless. 

"You gambled on when we'd date?" Sebastian asked after a long minute, resulting in a bark of laughter from the two of them. 

"Dude, you two were constantly staring at each other and all of that crush-on-each-other type shit!" Sam said through his laughter, "go on you two love birds, go enjoy your date."

They mumbled thanks before walking to an empty table, sliding into two chairs beside one another at a small table. After a moment of awkward silence, Amelia cleared her throat and teased, "so you stare at me, huh?" She bumped him playfully, causing a groan from him. 

"I do not stare at you like that."

"Uh huh, suuuure."

A devious smirk played at his lips as he turned to face her, "and do you? They said we both stare, you know."

Still teasing him, the awkwardness aside, she leaned in to whisper into his ear, "and what if I do?"

The answer caught him off guard. Despite their constant picking on one another, he stared at her with wide eyes before gently pushing her, "then I'll have to ask you to keep your eyes to yourself," the smirk returned suddenly, wider now, "Ooh, that's why you were staring this morning when I woke up; because I was half naked."

It was her turn to be caught off guard, though she recovered quickly, "I couldn't help it. Put yourself in my place. Imagine walking in on me half-naked. You'd be surprised too."

He considered for a moment before shaking his head, "that's quite different."

"You still pictured it though."

".... shut up."

She laughed, her next quip cut off by the dance announcement. They stood, hands gravitating toward one another again. Once in their place in line, he moved his hands to her waist as she rested her arms around his neck, the sounds of whispers about them echoing around the field. 

The date had turned into a strange form of romantic chicken, each of them trying to see just how far they could push the other person before they backed off. 

As they waited for the music, she toyed with the hair at the base of his neck, watching as he tensed, small goosebumps prickling at his skin. 

"You're really cruel, you know," he leaned forward to mumble into her ear. The breath on her skin had a similar effect to the one she had on him. 

"Ooh, I found one of your little romantic quirks," she teased, "Sebby, likes his hair played with."

His lip curled as he shook his head, "yeah, very sexy to call me by the same name my mom calls me."

She laughed, moving at the same pace as the rest of the dancers, about to pull back for the separate part, but not before whispering, "we're being sexy now?"

He pursed his lips as he couldn't respond, finishing the portion of the dance before they walked back together. 

This feels way too easy and natural. It's fake though. Don't go too far.

She chuckled as his hands found her waist again, despite how the feeling of his hands felt like electricity moving through her. They were closer now, almost oblivious to the rest of the crowd watching them still. As the music stopped, the men bowed and the women curtsied. When she came back up, she stood on her toes to press a kiss to his cheek, his grin seeming genuine. 

"Oh, you're getting bold there, Rowe."

She laughed as she pulled his arm around her shoulders, heading for the refreshment table, getting them both a cup of punch.

"To Pam most likely having spiked this," he raised his glass, her laugh a little too loud as she moved to cover her mouth before touching her cup to his and downing it in one gulp. He did the same, grimacing. It was definitely spiked and burned like hell going down. They refilled their cups before going back to their little table, tossing popcorn into each other's mouths, laughing when they finally caught one. They grew more and more comfortable with the 'date' and became engulfed in their little game of chicken, a hand resting on a leg here, a head on his shoulder there. She had toyed with his hair whenever she got the chance, knowing it was his weakness. Each time, he tossed her a warning look, frustrated that she found one of his romantic quirks. 

She would soon back off though as he found one of hers. He was pretending to do a palm reading before he ghost his fingers over the skin of her forearm, shocked by the sharp intake of breath. She definitely cooled it with the hair after that as he used his revenge often in retaliation. 

"You're such a jerk," she joked. 

"Funny how I'm a jerk when I do it," he laughed, resulting in a smile from her every time. 

She had snuck away to request an extra romantic song, which started to play. She took his hands and pulled him up and couple after couple went to the dance floor. 

"Oh, Yoba, you're making me dance more," he groaned as she grinned mischievously. They both were a little buzzed from the punch. 

Thanks, Pam. 

Still, he followed her, not hesitating to slip his arms around her waist as she followed suit with her arms. Their faces were very close, making it easy for them to talk without being heard. She gestured to Clint as subtly as possible. He stood at his table with a sour expression pretending not to stare directly at the couple.

"I think he's just brooding, honestly. Maybe we're convincing," Sebastian whispered.

"Seems like it," she started, glancing his way, which seemed to entice him over. 

"Shit," she mumbled as he approached. 

"Mind if I step in? You look beautiful, Amelia."

Sebastian's face grew angry for a moment, "seriously? We're on a date and you walk over to tell her she's beautiful and ask her to dance when she already said no?"

She cut him off before he continued, "Seb, it's okay," she touched his face, guiding his gaze back to her before she answered Clint, "sorry, I'm really enjoying myself with Sebastian."

He was walking away before she was even finished. She turned to look over Seb's face, which still seemed mildly irritated, "hey, it's cool, Seb," her voice was soft as she touched his face again, snapping him out of it, "he backed off. No need to be protective," she smirked as he released a breathless laugh, tightening the dance into a tight hug, "sorry, can't help it. Just not willing to share."

She buried her face in his neck, causing him to tense once more, his voice just above a whisper, "don't you dare."

She laughed, the breath against his neck still sending a chill down his spine, "I wasn't going to. It's a romantic battle, not an embarrass-Sebastian-moment."

He let out a laugh before they realized they weren't dancing any longer but just standing there. He touched the small of her back, guiding her to a secluded corner. 

"Thank you again for this, Seb. Really. Thank you," she bit her lower lip before glancing at the rest of the people, "make sure you tell me if I go too far with our little game, okay?"

"Not sure you could," he responded without thinking, clearing his throat before adding, "I'm comfortable with you. If you think it'll make him back off, I'll help."

She tucked herself back under his arm, noting that it did feel natural.

"Don't challenge me, Ainsley," she teased, making him laugh. After a moment, she sighed, "what happens after the dance, Seb?"

"Obviously we keep fake dating, get fake married, and have fake kids before fake growing old together."

She laughed aloud, moving her arm around his waist before he continued, "to be honest? We could just tell people we don't work romanticly."

Amelia surprised herself by feeling disappointed, and more so by noticing he sounded like it as well. 

"This is fun though, teasing you," she hummed, toying with the fingers on the hand that rested over her shoulder. As he watched her, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her head, not really sure what compelled him to do so. 

She looked up at him, eyes a little wide, "you're enjoying this too then, huh?"

He chuckled, meeting her eyes as he tucked a strand of hair that had fallen loose behind her ear, smirking when he saw her cheeks lose the battle to blushing again. After a moment, she laughed quietly. 

"Oh, Yoba, I just had the worst thought," she shook her head before meeting his gaze, her smile devilish, "were this a real date, you might have made the cut tonight."

He raised an eyebrow, "made the cut?" He looked over her face for a moment before it clicked, "oh."

She laughed, "just being honest. You're a good date, Sebastian Ainsley."

"You're not so bad yourself, Amelia Rowe," he bumped her hip with his, teasing her as she rested her head on his shoulder. He rested his head on top of hers for a long moment. 

They both knew they were in trouble. 

It felt so natural, so undeniably right to be like this. Nearly every touch and tease gave them butterflies. 

Sebastian waged an internal war for a long moment as they watched everyone. Suddenly, he squeezed her shoulder, grasping onto the little confidence he had, "I bet I'll win this little game we're playing."

She chuckled, shaking her head, "oh yeah? Why's that?"

"I can make you turn me away."

"And what if I don't?" 

He paused for a long moment, "then it's a very different game."

She looked up at him curiously as he turned to face her, an almost sad smirk playing at his lips. She was about to ask, but he moved his hand to cup her cheek, thumb brushing over her cheekbone. A million thoughts crossed her mind, none of them even close to rejecting him. 

His eyes flicked down to her lips, his heart skipping several beats as hers did the same. He paused before leaning in a little, his voice a shaky whisper, "am I going to win?"

She started to lean up as well, "no, no you're not," she whispered in return before closing the distance between them, her lips molding perfectly with his, neither of them willing to pull away. Everyone else at the dance disappeared as she thread her fingers up through his hair, a small approving noise escaping his throat. Any other time he'd be embarrassed, but fuck that. 

This was happening and Yoba, it felt so real. 

She pressed closer to him as they deepened the kiss, his tongue cautiously moving over her bottom lip before she met his tongue with hers, waging a new war between them. 

Someone cleared their throat, bringing them back to the dance immediately, breaking their kiss and mumbling apologies as they stood side by side again, chests rising and falling in tandem. 

"Seb?"

"Yeah..?" He breathed, still cautious as he watched a frustrated Lewis walking away. 

"This... isn't fake, is it?" She swallowed hard before looking up at him.

"I think it started that way," he started, slipping his hand into hers, "but, and I can't speak for you, it got pretty real for me pretty quickly."

"When?" She smiled, feeling like a teenager who just kissed her crush for the first time. She braced herself for a sarcastic answer as she saw Seb smirk, eyes focused ahead of him. 

"When you opened your front door." 

She stared up at him, her face that of utter shock before she laughed, lifting his hand to press a kiss to the back of it, "me too. Although I think you knew yesterday when you went to those lengths to match my dress."

He finally turned, his smirk turning to a genuine smile, "guilty."

She leaned up and pressed a kiss to his jawline, "why don't we… go finish what we started?" 

He stared at her, genuinely shocked.  She laughed and took his hand, walking toward the exit. 

"Be safe, you two!" Sam and Abby called out together, laughing at themselves as the non-fake date moved along to somewhere much more private.

#sebastian sdv #stardew valley sebastian #stardew sebastian #sdv sebastian #sebastian stardew valley #sdv #sdv fanfic #stardew #stardew valley fanfic #stardew valley #oh look a one-shot #barkspawn oneshot

[thornsnvultures]

tickled pink ♡

Sebastian Stan x fem!Reader (RPF)

summary: lettin' seb hit in the pink fit (shhh I'm bad at summaries)

warnings: use of pet names (baby, baby girl), p in v sex, blow job, creampie, clit slapping, choking/breath play, toe sucking (cause I'm nasty don't come for me)

words: 1.3k

a/n: thanks to @fineanddandy for converting me to the dark side this is all your fault 🥴 inspired by my love/hate relationship with his all pink met gala look. still want him to ruin me, but i'm gonna complain about it the whole time. if you see any mistakes, no you didn't 😌 my first time writing rpf idk if I'm gonna do this again lol but it was fun! reblogs and comments are always greatly appreciated!

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Sebastian's throat rumbles with a groan under your tongue as you tease him and run your hand over the front of his shirt.

"I hate it."

"No you don't, baby."

You grip his short hair and press soft kisses to his pulse point.

"It's awful."

"You love me in pink. Reminds me of that little pink pussy."

"Shut the fuck up," you scoff, he just laughs.

"You watch too much porn."

"Why would I use my hands when I can wrap you around this dick whenever I want." Sebastian grinds you over his lap, moving you just like he would if he was deep in his favorite spot.

You throw your head back and laugh, "Pfft, yeah ok." Your skin shines in the late afternoon light streaming through the windows. The gold flaked body butter you rubbed all over before he got back to the hotel glimmers as you move over him. Sebastian runs his mouth and nose across your exposed chest; he can't get enough.

"Look so fuckin pretty for me baby. How'd I get so lucky?"

"Mmm, I'm sure you saw lots of pretty women tonight." You're baiting him and he knows it.

He leans back to smirk at you.

"But not as pretty as you, right? That's what you wanna hear, right, baby?"

"It's the truth," you shrug.

He smiles at you, biting his bottom lip as he runs his hands over the straps of the little number you put on just for him.Your nipples pebble against the sheer pink lace cups under his stare.

"You just gonna look or are you gonna touch me, daddy?"

He groans and reaches for you, pulls you down to his mouth by the back of your head and captures your lips in a searing kiss.

His hand moves lower so his fingers can feel you over the damp material covering your folds.

"Can't get this outfit dirty."

"I want to fucking ruin it."

"You will if you keep rubbing on me like this, baby. But, fuck, you feel so good, so wet for me. Take my pants off, I wanna feel that pussy."

You kiss him again before you climb off his lap. Kneeling before him. Throwing those damn pants across the room.

"You've gotta be fuckin' kidding me."

They're pink. His boxers are pink.

"I hate you."

"I know, baby."

You rip them off too and watch his leaking dick spring up and hit his abs with a wet slap. Grip his dick and take it into your mouth. His head falls back with a groan when your warm wet mouth takes him down slow all the way to the base.

"Fuck, baby, you take me so well.:

He barely fits but fuck if you're not gonna make it work. The slurping sounds of your mouth on him makes his legs shake. Barely holding it together as you work him with your hands, stroking what you can't reach with your mouth and pulling at his full sac.

"Stop, baby, fuck I need to be inside you."

He doesn't waste time with your panties, just pulls them to the side and slides you down inch by inch.

"God damn, daddy, you feel so good." He slams the last few inches in and you shout his name.

"That's it, baby, take all of it. So good." He grinds into you. "Show me how much you want it, baby." You grip his shoulders, nails digging into gaudy pink as you bounce on his dick. Your head lolls, eyes lidded. You can feel every veiny inch of him splitting you open, pushing so deep you swear you can feel him in your throat. Your ass slaps against his thighs as you take him faster. Wet squelch of your pussy driving him crazy. He finds your sopping wet clit and strums his fingers over it.

"Fucking soak me, baby. Cum on this dick. It's yours baby, take it." Your legs shake when you scream and do exactly what he asked.

"God so fucking tight. Little pussy squeezing me so fucking tight baby." Your head drops to his shoulder as he grinds your hips for you, moves your limp body over his dick.

"I need to fill you up, baby, need you leaking my spunk in those panties." His whispers by your ear make you shudder and clench around him. You swear you could come again from just his words. "You want me to fill you up?"

"Yes, daddy. Need it, need t'feel you."

"That's it, baby girl."

Before you know it he's picking you up and putting you under him on the bed. One leg thrown up over his shoulder, you only see now in a haze as he settles back into your warm cunt that your pink toes match his shirt.

"What's so funny, baby?" You didn't even realize you were laughing. He slaps your soaked clit and asks you again.

"My toes, the color," you gasp.

"These?" He raises an eyebrow and runs a hand up, up, up your leg in teasingly soft strokes. You nod your head and whine at his touch. Sebastian takes one toe in his mouth and you groan. He pulls his hips back, coming almost all the way out before slamming back in, pushing you up the silk sheets. Your hands find your breasts which shake as pounds you slow, rolling your fingers over your nipples. He doesn't break eye contact. Watching you writhe, eyes hooded as you whine.

"Daddy, please."

"Please what, baby?"

"I need it," you gasp. "Harder, daddy, please."

"So whiny, baby. Hold on."

You move your hands to his thick biceps when he drops his weight down on top of you. He's got your leg up on his shoulder stretching you out to fill you deeper. His eyes lock onto yours and he pounds into your relentlessly. Air shoots from your lungs as he pounds away at your slicked up pussy. His strong arms bracket your head.

"So fucking sexy, baby. Gonna fill you up till this little pussy can't hold any more."

One of his hands slides across your chest and sits where it's supposed to, right around your throat. He growls when your eyes flutter shut, forming a wide "o". You're lost in the feel of his fat cock nudging that one spot that makes you see stars, screaming his name over and over.

"Cum for me baby, give me one more. Want you to milk my cock. Come on." His hand leaves your throat to shove two of his thick fingers down your throat. Your pussy spazzes when you gag and let go for him; soak him and the fancy hotel sheets with more than just your sweat. He shouts your name when he empties his load into you, coating your walls with his spunk until it leaks out around his dick.

"Fuck." His weight drops on you with a groan. That stupid pink shirt is probably ruined by now but it's not like you give a fuck.

"Do you have to go to the after party?"

"You know I do." You can see how beat he is and you'd tell him to stay if you could, if he didn't have other promises he needed to keep.

"Did you see the other fit?" Your head turns toward the garment bag hanging by the closet. "The all black? Looked much nicer than this mess."

"Oh yeah?," he chuckles into your neck. His breath tickles but you're not ready for him to move yet.

"Yeah. Except for those glasses. Who are you, Tony Stark?"

He cackles and sits up between your thighs, pulling his softening dick out slowly and watching his mark on you spill.

"You better watch that mouth of yours, girlie." His fingers stuff the cum that's slipped out back into your stretched out hole. He watches you squirm from the gentle touches to your puffy pussy.

"Or what?"

He loves and hates when you get that look in your eyes. The one that means he's not getting out of this bed any time soon.

He growls and cradles your head in his large hands before kissing you slow. He pulls back and whispers, "Or I'll find something else to do with that pretty little mouth."

#sebastian stan rpf #sebastian stan smut #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x you #sebastian stan x y/n #sebastian stan x plus size!reader #sebastian stan x black!reader #my fics

[fandomfluffandfuck]

https://www.tumblr.com/cable-knit-sweater/728984847770648576/baby-slutslutty-daddy-match-made-in-hell-heaven

omg?!?!? now i know who owned that mesh top, that's why it looks so stretched on him 🥵

[Link] to a pairing set between Chris/Sebastian (or Steve/Bucky) from Chris' New GQ shoot and one of Seb's early Chelsea days shoot.

@cable-knit-sweater MAYA! You gotta read this with your own two eyes just like I had to 😫 I can't suffer alone!

Y-E-S.

That mesh tank top was definitely originally Sebastian's 🤌🏻🤌🏻 and it fits nice and tight on him, so, of course, it obscenely hugs Chris' tits.

To get him into it, Sebastian certainly pouts and stares up at Chris through his lashes as innocently as he can manage, placing his arms around Chris' neck, "c'mooon," he whines, "put it on just for a second, please? I wanna see you it something more revealing! You'd look so good!"

Chris narrows his eyes, "you've called my shirts 'obscene'--" he lifts his hands from Seb's hips to make air quotes "--before. Multiple times. Are my obscene, perfectly ordinary, revealing shirts not enough for you?"

Sebastian rolls his eyes, "no," he says with the same conviction as he would exclaim 'duh' over a clear question.

Chris scoffs.

"Please," Seb bats his lashes, "you'd look so pretty!"

"You know I'm not as concerned about that as you are, pretty boy," Chris lowers his voice teasingly, all delicious gravel and rasp pressed right against Sebastian's temple.

The praise and brush of his lips against his skin slides like honey over Sebastian. Sweet and thick. He shivers and almost forgets what he's trying to get Chris to do for him when Chris goes the extra mile and leans forward to connect their lips hotly. Almost.

"Please," Sebastian gasps into Chris' mouth as he parts his lips, letting Chris' tongue in. His knees weaken as his mouth is claimed so good.

"Fine," Chris rumbles, shoving Seb back the few inches into the nearest wall and simultaneously shoving a moan from the other man as his back hits the drywall with a dull thud. His eyelashes flutter. He loves being manhandled. Chris is so big and strong and guh. "If you'll shut up and let me kiss you now, then we can do that later."

"Mmm," Sebastian moans. He breaks away from the collision of their lips to breathe, lungs burning, "is that even a compromise? Am I hearing things, or are you just giving me what I want?"

"Shut it, brat," Chris grins, fisting his hand in Sebastian's messy hair and kissing him hard. "You've got it coming already. Don't make it worse for yourself."

Sebastian wants to snip back another bratty response, but he can't do anything except slide down the wall another inch as his mind helpfully reminds him of all the things he's gotten from Chris that were coming to him... all the spankings, all the overstimulation, all the denial, all the punishments that he really, really shouldn't like so much.

Chris shows him what he has coming by wearing that black t-shirt under the mesh tank top. "Taking all the fun out of it," according to Sebastian.

#asks #fandomfluffandfuck #chris evans #sebastian stan #evanstan #rpf #real person fanfiction

[sebastiansluts]

Rose!! Would you be willing to write something along the lines of how you think it would go with Sebastian, how he’d react to the first time with his girlfriend being a virgin as a late bloomer?

Sebastian Stan x Reader; virgin!reader NOT underage, vaginal sex

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON'T LIKE, DON'T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

You and Sebastian were standing in the bedroom, arguing about the bikini you wanted to wear to the beach.

"It shows more of you than I've even seen!" Sebastian said frustratedly, standing in front of you, gesturing at the suit.

"Please, you've seen more of me than anyone else has!" you replied, tears in your eyes.

"That can't be true, we haven't even slept together yet and that would mean-" Sebastian fell silent as you turned your face to the floor. "You mean you haven't slept with anyone?" Sebastian asked softly, hand under your chin, nudging you up to look him in the eye.

A tear fell as you sighed, resigned. "Right. I'm this old and I'm a virgin. I know, it's weird."

Sebastian's brows were furrowed tight in concern, and he pressed his lips to your forehead. "Baby, it's not weird and you know I'll wait as long as you want, but I'll also do whatever you need me to. If you want me to take the lead, you just need to give me the go ahead, because sweetheart, I'm always ready for you." He pulled back as you spoke.

"This is your go ahead," you mumbled, glancing down, feeling your face flush.

"What was that sweetheart? Gonna need you to be a little louder, gotta make sure we're clear on everything," Sebastian said, smirking slightly as you glared at him.

"Fuck me Sebastian," you said challengingly, watching his eyes darken quickly, his hand going to your hip, hard and bruising.

"Oh no baby, I'm not gonna fuck you. I'm gonna make love to you. Gonna fucking worship you," he muttered, pressing his lips to your gently but firmly. His tongue licked across your upper lip, tracing the shape before slipping past it.

While his tongue licked at the roof of your mouth, his hands moved on your hips, pushing you back gently, walking with you until you were backed up against the bed, legs knocking into it. Sebastian separated your lips briefly to say, "Lay down sweetheart, lemme make you feel good."

You whimpered, mouth parted, the sound going straight to Sebastian's ears. He growled lowly, hands flexing on your hips, playing with the fabric of your suit. "Bed, baby."

Your legs nearly collapsed as you sat on the bed, swaying forwards and inhaling his scent through his swim trunks. His hand was suddenly in your hair, pulling you back to look in his eyes. They were near black and a little crazed. "Babe, you're killing me here. Lay down, please?"

You giggled a little, but laid back against the pillows, letting Sebastian spread your legs, pulling your swim bottoms down and off. He laid between your legs, kissing your thighs, arms wrapped around them, holding them apart. You shuddered as he slowly leaned his head down, pressing his lips to your mound in a kiss before licking a stripe up your folds, both collecting the wetness there and wetting it further.

"Seb," you gasped, your hand flying to his head, tangling in his hair, pulling subconsciously as you tried to get him where you wanted, not even realizing it. You could feel him smile into your pussy, his tongue suddenly pressing deep inside you, licking your walls.

Your back arched and you pushed his face into your cunt, smothering him for a moment, before you slumped back against the bed. Sebastian took the moment to slide two fingers into you, starting to stretch you out, making you moan.

"Yeah, that's it baby, come on and let go, gimme that first one, want it, need it sweetheart," Sebastian begged, and wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked, sliding a third finger in your cunt as you screeched. Your eyes rolled back and you twitched as you came, loosening slightly around his fingers.

"Okay, gonna take my shorts off now baby, want your top off?" You nodded and he undid the strings, tossing it aside before pulling his trunks down. You gulped as his dick slapped against his stomach, thick and long, but he reassured you, "It'll fit sweetheart, I promise, I'd never hurt you."

You relaxed, nodding and Sebastian kissed his way up your body, sucking marks into your stomach and breasts, leaving an especially dark one on your neck where everyone could see.

By the time he was at your lips, you were panting, squirming, legs rubbing together to try to alleviate the ache in your core. "Sebastian, please, need you," you begged.

"I gotcha baby," he murmured, reaching down and pressing the tip of his dick to your entrance. He looked back up, watching your face as he began pushing in. Your eyes were locked as he moved, your mouth dropping open again, your brows furrowing as you gasped, stretched and filled.

Sebastian bent his head forwards and bit your bottom lip gently, breathing heavily as his hips finally came to rest against yours. His hand slid around to your lower back, pulling up until you were arched slightly, him supporting you, angling you until suddenly you were gasping, and he chuckled, pulling his head away from yours.

"Found your sweet spot huh?"

"Do that again, please," you demanded, breathlessly.

Sebastian grinned, rolling his hips and brushing against that same spot, making you jolt. As he began building up a steady pace, you wrapped your arms around his neck, beginning to move your hips with his, finding a rhythm.

Sebastian pressed his forehead to yours, the two of you panting into each other's mouths, wrapped around each other as you moved together.

When you came, you came silently but explosively. You clenched tight, every muscle in your body contracting as your eyes squeezed shut, stars bursting behind your eyelids, your mouth open but no sound coming out.

Sebastian watched it all, awestruck, before groaning and giving in to his urges and pounding you into the mattress, chasing his own orgasm and coming deep inside you.

Sebastian gently pulled out, wrapping you in his arms, whispering sweetness in ear for the next long while.

#sebastian stan #sebastian stan smut #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x you #sebastian stan x y/n #smut #no y/n #reader insert

[leqclerc]

It hurts to admit but I think Charles needs to jump before he gets pushed out of Ferrari. I know there isn't a team on the grid that's a clear upgrade on Ferrari (aside from Red Bull) but the vibes are so rancid right now and the narrative is so out of control that I really do think he needs to get out.

🫱🏻‍🫲🏻 Definitely agree about the last part, somehow this year feels even more rancid to me than last year. They fucked it but at least they fell from the top and at least for a while Charles had something tangible to fight for. This year I'm just kind of looking forward to the season running its course, which sucks, because the autumn stretch is usually one of my favourite parts of the season.

The reverse-Seb, Charles to Red Bull as Max's replacement fantasy is always so indulgent 😭

Unfortunately (besides everything you've mentioned, which is that on paper at least there is no alternative for him at the moment, nothing that would count as a lateral or upwards move) while he sure seems to be on the same trajectory as Seb, right now I think it's in the sense of possibly hurtling towards a bitter ending faster than any of us could've anticipated. Like Seb, I think he'll show a willingness to stay even after the team decides he's past his expiration date and they're already looking to replace him with the next new shiny thing. It seems it's always the ones with the most heart and passion for the team, who see it as something more than just another career stepping stone, that get screwed in the worst way at the end. 😵‍💫

I mean, if everything that's happened up to this point—the lack of clear hierarchy with a championship on the line, the strategy mess, the mistakes, the wonky car development, the internal politicking—hasn't pushed him to the edge, then I'm not sure what will be that straw that break's the camel's back. As exciting as the rumours of him being a hot commodity and being reached out to by representatives from other teams are/were, I think at this moment in time at least, he doesn't envision his future anywhere other than at Ferrari. Which, the commitment is admirable, but the long-term prospect and the quiet but persistent time pressure (younger talents coming in, with every passing year there's more scrutiny and less leeway, etc.)... gotta say, right now, it's looking bleak.

Obviously no one can accurate predict the future, especially in a sport like F1, where sometimes everything is stable and then suddenly she's delivering a wild silly season and it feels like all the doors of opportunity have swung wide open. A whole bunch of contracts are expiring at the end of next year, some in 2025... there will surely be a scramble to overhaul lineups before the next regulation cycle comes into effect in 2026. We might see some surprises yet, although in my heart of hearts I feel like Charles won't be one of them.

And it's always like, "oh you're a fake fan for even thinking about this." There's nothing wrong with having a discussion about all the possibilities while acknowledging what Charles is like and where his heart lies. More than anything I want to see him succeed and achieve that ultimate goal at Ferrari, with Ferrari. I don't want him see him chased out of the team and community he's been a loyal, dedicated member of since he was still arguably a kid. But at the same time I think it would be a waste of his immense talent and frankly just sad if his career fizzled out and he was little more than a footnote in the history of the sport despite all the promise and all the hype and all those moments of motorsport magic that I know he can and has delivered. Ferrari getting it together and placing him at the heart of their project—not just through their words but visibly, through their actions, and not just as a one-off—is and always has been my number one scenario. But this is a team that hasn't been able to reach the highest heights for almost two decades now. It's not unreasonable to speculate and discuss alternatives and contingency plans.

#replies #anonymous #discussions and predictions #long post #this is always such a difficult topic bc yes he IS ferrari he is seb's successor in every way that matters he is the heart & soul #but on the other hand sometimes love and dedication and loyalty and devotion is not enough and this is a competitive sport #and realistically you need the tools and environment to thrive and maximise your potential to reach for the championship #which in itself is a herculean task that requires you (and the team) to maintain the highest level across ALL the weekends of the season #everyone pegged him for imminent success after his meteoric rise but now all of that has stalled given ferrari's limitations & setbacks #like damn more than anything i wish we had a real life sliding doors situation going on. how is parallel universe charles doing #i want to see these scenarios playing out side by side yknow? idk i think it's fascinating to speculate on what could be

[mermaidsirennikita]

I just need to get this off my chest and since I found your blog right after reading Devil in winter and no one else seems to be still discussing the wallflowers I had to send you an ask forgive me if it's super old discourse I'm genuinely curious do ppl keep forgetting or ignoring that Sebastian did in fact sexually assault Lillian? His rape threat seems to be more discussed than the fact that he inappropriately touched her and did unwanted fondling (and this is coming from someone who loves Seb so cjskkf) i think the scene could have done without it the rape threats and abduction were enough I just don't understand why I don't see it more often in discussion about the abduction scene I read DiW before it happened one autumn so I was surprised by that part since it was never even mentioned

So personally speaking, nothing that happens in Autumn sexually speaking bothers me as a reader--doesn't take away from my experience, doesn't give me issues reading the other books. I have to put that as a disclaimer. I recognize that St. Vincent did many, many bad things in that book, and if he was a real person I would care a lot; because he is not, I do not care as a reader.

However, here's my two cents:

--I have seen reviewers who give formal trigger warnings for books (properly organized, not like my random "TW for this" listing whatever is coming off the top of my head) TW sexual assault for Autumn, and they do typically include Sebastian touching Lillian during the abduction.

--This gets overshadowed by the fact that Westcliff does actually have sex with Lillian while she's too drunk to consent and he's sober, imo. There is a lot of discourse about Autumn; Autumn and Winter get the most discussion in that series, by far. But the "contentious issue" people discuss most about Autumn is for sure the first time Westcliff and Lillian have sex. Whether or not it's right for that to happen, I do think it is happening.

--I also think it gets overshadowed by the general scene itself. He's abducting Lillian, he's pretty explicitly threatening to rape her, and it's just A Bad. I think there's definitely an air amongst romance readers of "obviously, he touched her, because he was threatening to rape her". Which really isn't correct, but I do think emotionally occurs for them. And it's a scene most of them aren't comfortable with accepting anyway, because the vast majority of them love Sebastian.

--It's very possible the touching is cut from newer editions of the book; who knows? Lisa went on that editing spree and if Simon and Annabelle's first kiss got cut in Summer, who knows what happened with Autumn.

--Personally speaking, I wouldn't cut it. To me, it would be borderline unrealistic for him to not touch Lillian while also being like "I am going to forcibly marry you, seduce you, and if you don't want to be seduced, dot dot dot" while keeping his hands to himself. Any unwanted sexual touching is a sexual assault, but from what I recall it doesn't go beyond caressing (for want of a better word). I don't really see why the line gets drawn there, but everyone's tastes are different. For me, the verbal threats he made were faaaaar more intense than any touching in that scene, but that's me.

--I'll also be blunt here... The part of the discussion people aren't as comfortable with surrounding St. Vincent is that many readers do not love him "despite" the abduction scene. They love him in part because of it. Now, I'll never say that they MAINLY love St. Vincent because he abducted and threatened to rape Lillian. Of course, his amazing behavior in Winter and his sort of "I never would've actually done it" moment (which... you've gotta take his word on that, lol) makes a big difference. Buuuuut he never would've effectively changed as much if he hadn't been very, very bad first. Devil in Winter is a much better read, for me at least, in the context of Autumn. I read it first in the series, gave it four stars, went back and read the whole series, and upped that to five. He is a better hero because he's a legitimately bad person. I'll own it--as a fictional character, I love him more because the fact that he actually DID a bad thing versus just talking about it, and that simply makes him more compelling and gives him an edge beyond being a typically Slutty Slut Who Needs A Good Woman. Personally speaking? I found the abduction hot, and I won't pretend otherwise. Scary in a real way, hot in a romance novel way. Because I imagine many readers are uncomfortable with the fact that they feel the same way, the specifics of the abduction beyond "It happened" are not often discussed. There's a huge need to be like... On the side of "right" on the Internet. Imo, many readers are in the "I hated that scene but I love him" bucket or the even more conflicted "that scene was fun even though it was bad and I love him" bucket. Either way, they don't want to Discuss the Abduction.

--Which does bug me a bit as someone who also loves Westcliff and the drunk scene, lol. Because we'll discuss the issues with that scene and how it makes Westcliff Bad Forever but St. Vincent's very real abduction, rape threats, and sexual assault are swept under the rug. I think we can love both heroes while acknowledging that they are very much Not Objectively Great Guys. Excellent romance heroes, flawed people.

--Also, I don't want to invalidate your discomfort with the scene or those details at all; I think it's totally valid to not want to read the scene with the touching, and again, there very well may be a version of the book out there without it. Just giving my two cents as a reader!

#romance novel blogging #lisa kleypas #the wallflowers

[zaine-m]

July 15th - I always wait way too far into the day and end up posting these at like 12 am. I'll try working on it for the next episode. I'm pretty excited to start the seconds season, It means we're getting closer to the release of season 3.

Previous -- next

Season 2 Episode 1: "New Year's Eve" thoughts under cut:

Okay, big recap

I love how Caswen has seen each other shirtless

Right, the Yac thing with Nini, why did she get into that?

Jenn asks Carlos if Gina and the dancers are good then she answers

Are you Kourtney, or are you going to put Nini first again?

Okay, I was watching Zombies 3 earlier today and all the group dances looks so weird there but here they look so natural. I guess t's because here they're filming a music video, not hunting aliens

Ahh, Portwell's first couple moment!

Gina's dance moment ♥️

"We'll never break apart"... sure

Is it Gina or Nini who says "I'm gonna make my mark" I've seen lyric websites say it's Nini but in the video it's pretty clearly Gina

I found it kinda weird how they had Ricky hold the camera at the end when Nini's still supposed to be the main character. I guess it foreshadows Nini not being the man character anymore

Why does Carlos never invite people to his house

Ricky being so happy about getting back with Nini. Perhaps to an unhealthy extent

Nini, Ricky is trying to have a healthy relationship wit good communications and you're just hiding huge secrets

Why is Kourtney always the first to know when someone's coming or leaving

Expand your friend circle Kourtney

The way Gina quiets herself after she gets excited, who hurt you

Also her hair <3

Ashina holding each other really close (I like to jus ignore that Ashlyn has a boyfriend)

So the fire thing being revealed just didn't have any effect on the story, cool

Mike is just trying his best

Someone give Ricky a hug

Nini, tell him that you're leaving, stop procrastinating, i'll just hurt him more

The way that Nini is constantly compared to Ricky's mom is kinda Freudian

Nini, you've gotta fucking tell him, it's only gonna get worse from here

"You're my home" go to therapy

"The Ricky and Nini of North High" Why does she project onto the students so much

I love how at this point the viewers are just used to the teacher hanging out with a student outside of school

Okay, Miss Jenn was the lead in every play? This creates so many questions about her character. The whole "Bet on the underdog" thing made me think that she ever get the lead. But she was he girl who was always the lead??

Also Lacrosse players. Eww

You're high school exes, why is she being so bitter. Of course he would dump her when they went to different universities

Does miss Jenn really not know about that award? They act like it's pretty common knowledge

The way Ricky thinks his relationship with Nini is reliant on the musical. Someone get this boy some therapy

"I need to count on myself instead" The importance of this line!

I love how intense he's being with the dance. He's really giving his all

"Don't whatever me loverboy"

The way the writers wanted tension for the kiss but they already had them kiss once so they just gave that bullshit excuse

Did they just decide in this episode that Big Red's parent's have a pizza place

Not the throb 😭

Then they also decided that Carlos is rich. I feel like they should get better at planning ahead of time

The look they give Carlos when he says the "confident enough to dress comfortably" line

Everyone already knows the musical Carlos

"I'm Mexican and gay. This is my inside voice"

Kourtney directly tells Seb what the game is and he still gets it wrong

I think this might be the last time the waterpolo guys are mentioned

"That's actually really sweet" then they go back to insulting each other. The sibling vibes

Carlos is trying so hard to keep the secret

Ricky is so fucking excited about the musical. Why do they get him happy just to give him that much higher to fall from

I love how the drama department revolves around whatever quarter-life crisis she's having that week

EJ being way too confident about going to duke

"I lost track of the air quotes"

Wait, Seb is most thankful of his cows and not Carlos. He chose his cows over his boyfriend

The awkward silence

Kourtney immediately knowing who it is

"I'm Ashlyn. I like to know what's happening in my life"

Noo, EJ accidently making Big Red insecure about the perfume and getting in the way of Redlyn

"You know facial blindness. I have that but with emotion. I mean, I also have facial blindness" Autistic mood

"It's probably nothing" Talk about it Ricky

Ashina Singing!!!!

That screaming scrunched up face Ricky does when he sings, why does he do that? Is that just a thing the actor does?

Portwell having a moment in the midnight countdown

Miss Jenn cutting her hair after running into her ex is a mood

An american classic that's set in France lol

"The most important award in theater" that she didn't know about this morning

Miss Jenn, tone down your projection

Why is everyone assuming Nini will get the lead, like wtf why is she such a main character

Again Nini why did you announce that as publicly as possible at the worst time as possible

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts watch through #hsmtmts season 2

[barkspawn]

CR - Vax and Keke kiss?

This one has axes and swirds

Amelia had been going to the mines a lot recently.

She'd also been coming out of the mines more than a little bloody and bruised a lot.

Sebastian grew more and more worried each time he saw her with her sword on hand.

So he practiced.

She was heading into the mines specifically for some gold ore and minerals, meaning she had to go further down. She crossed the footbridge and slowed when she saw Sebastian by the entrance, finishing off his cigarette.

“Right on time,” he exhaled, a plume of smoke rising above him. She was about to ask, but her eyes caught on the sword he had at his side.

“Seb, what do you think–”

“I'm coming with you.”

She blinked and frowned, her brows furrowing together, “Seb, today isn't a good day to come along. I'm going deeper into the mines today and it's not safe.”

“All the more reason for me to come.”

It was then that he started tagging along. At first, he thought about just throwing her over his shoulder and leaving. The monsters were terrifying. But the more he thought about it, the more willing he was to stay and fight and protect her. It seemed to be working too. Neither of them emerged with any serious injuries like she had when alone.

It helped that she liked having him around. Their banter was always playful and he always had her back. There had been a few close calls before, but they always made it through. The worst was when he took a blow from a shadow brute, knocking her out of the way. She had to pour a life elixir down his throat and was still worried.

She didn't go into the mines for a while after that.

It was about two months since he started going down with her. He had graduated from a short sword to a couple of daggers and a bow with a few specialized arrows. She stuck to her shortsword and slingshot. She loved watching him with the bow, the elegance of it suiting him in so many ways. And with his daggers, he was fast and silent.

They were further down than they'd been since the incident when he fell.

They hated these floors. All they were was plagued with monsters, the ladder hidden behind some magic that couldn't seem to be repelled.

“Left!” Sebastian called, the farmer lunging right at her target, Sebastian’s arrow flying by on her left, pinning one of the bats to the wall with the sickening screech of its final cry.

With a small chuckle, she stood, having bottled some slime to take.

“You know, you're becoming a bit of a badass.”

“Becoming?” he smirked, shooting her a look. He followed as she mined a node of what he assumed was iron.

“You've gotta earn that title, Seb,” she teased, tossing the ore into her pack.

“Well, shit. I'll have to work a little harder.”

She rolled her eyes and looked around, trying to see some inkling of where to go. She chipped away at stones until she found the ladder, “alright. Let's do this.”

They went on like this for a while, defending one another while they gathered ore and made their way deeper.

Sebastian landed, helping Amelia down over the last few rungs of the ladder. She froze as she looked around, whispering, “Seb, this floor is infested.”

He looked around, a small smirk spreading, “we've got this.”

Clearing the floor took longer than they anticipated, the two having to fall back to eat something and wake themselves up.

“Okay, yeah. Infested is a good word,” Sebastian breathed, his breath still heavy.

“Told you. Slimes or larvae?”

“Slimes. Watch for bats.”

They went back in, making quick work of the rest. Amelia ran out of ammo for the slingshot, not enough stone that she could spare. She was fine with her short sword, plunging it through the last slime.

“Do you see the ladder?” Sebastian looked around, not noticing the bat flying toward him.

“Seb, right!”

Sebastian ducked and watched as Amelia’s axe flew past him, the strained screech of the bat pinned to the wall with the axe echoing. He pulled the axe out and walked it back over to her, his face a mix of shock, awe, and something Amelia couldn't quite name.

“Holy shit,” Sebastian said, laughing quietly.

“Seb, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have thrown my axe. That's… That could have–”

“You know I'm in love with you, right?”

She didn't know what surprised her more: his confession, the fact that he was kissing her, or the fact that she didn't hesitate to kiss him back. He had one hand cupping her cheek as he kissed her. It wasn't wild or even intense despite their adrenaline. It was soft and genuine. She had her free hand resting at his shoulder, her thumb brushing over the side of his neck.

Neither of them knew if it was thirty seconds or thirty minutes, but he pulled back, his eyes scanning her face for any inkling that he messed up.

She started back up at him, eyes growing a little wider, “you… You’re what?”

He couldn't help but laugh, whether from anxiety or happiness he couldn't say, “I uh, I'm in love with you.”

She nodded for a second, “that's what I thought you said. Uh.. And you realized this when I threw an axe at your head?”

“Well, no. You're just a badass and it compelled me to tell you. That was impressive.”

“So what I'm hearing is if I ever want you to kiss me again… Throw an axe at you?”

Sebastian arched an eyebrow, his smirk enhancing his sarcasm, “usually it works pretty well. Just asking works too. Or… Well, make that face you always make when you want something,” he tried to make it.

Amelia laughed and gave a little pout.

“That's the one,” he laughed, still standing close. He paused for a long moment, “Ames, should I be–”

“I love you too.”

“Oh. Well, alright… That's gre–”

She cut him off this time with a kiss, much briefer than the prior.

“I think the mines aren't a great place for this,” she laughed, walking with him to the elevator.

“You're… Not wrong.”

They made it most the way up in the elevator before she laughed quietly, earning a questioning look from Sebastian.

“I think you've earned the right to call yourself a badass.”

“Oh, sweet!” he jokingly brought his fist down like he was celebrating.

Amelia looked up at him, trying to deadpan, “..... Nevermind.”

#stardew valley #sdv #barkspawn #stardew valley fanfic #stardew #stardew valley sebastian #sebastian stardew valley #stardew fanfic #stard #stardew sebastian #sebastian sdv #sebastian x farmer #sdv sebastian

[im-in-love-with-pizza-bites]

It Takes A Village Chapter 23

Chris Evans x Teen-Mom!Daughter!Reader

Series MasterList

Series summary: You find out that you're pregnant. After being kicked out of your mom's house you go to live full time with your Dad who you only saw once every few months. Will he react badly to you being a mom at such a young age?

Chapter Summary: Sebastian comes to town to meet the twins.

Series Warnings: swearing, fighting with a parent, teen pregnancy, speak of abortion.

Chapter Warnings: Teen Pregnancy

It's 2021, your sons are three months old. Your sixteen now and you have your permit. Things have been going well for you so far. The twins babbled now. Especially Flynn, he babbles more then his twin.

"Gabuda." Flynn babbled staring at his brother.

"Boooooba." Felix giggled reaching toward his brother. You smiled at them. Time was moving fast but luckily for you, your job at Walmart was enough to pay for all of the babies necessities. Since you lived free with your dad and he paid for your food you only paid for the twins.

"They're having a conversation." Chris smiled. "Bubba. I know you don't want me to be saying this but your gonna have to decide if you want to bring them to the premier with us next month." He said sitting on the couch behind you.

"I know." The movie that he was filming last summer was premiering in a month and he was taking you as his "date" it was a PG movie. And you had to decide if the boys would stay with your grandparents or come with. You'd be in La for a week, you were leaning toward just bringing them. But to the premier definitely not you'd probably ask Scott and Steve to watch them.

"Yeah, when do you leave to New York to promote it?" You changed the subject.

"Day after tomorrow, and you'll go stay at Nana's with the boys."

"Dad I'm sixteen and I have sons can't I be home alone one night?" You asked him.

"Fine I'll talk to your grandma." He agreed. "Oh so I talked to Sebastian and he wants to come back with me and meet your sons. But only if you don't mind."

"Yeah Uncle Seb can come meet them I haven't seen him in so long!" You said smiling.

———

Sebastian planned to stay for a couple nights just to spend time with his friend meet your babies. He'd come home with Chris and you'd be just getting out of work so they'd come to pick you up then go get the twins from your aunt.

"She's grown up quite a bit since you've seen her last." Chris broke the silence on the car ride.

"Yeah. How's she been dealing with the twins?"

"She loves them. Haven't you seen her Instagram? That's what half of it is." Chris chuckled.

"Yeah identical twins.. How do you tell them apart?"

"Y/n dresses them in matching clothes but they're different colors so she'll just tell you who is wearing what." Chris shrugged pulling in the parking lot of Walmart. You saw his car immediately and got in

"Hi Uncle Seb!" You smiled.

"Hey Kiddo." He smiled at you. "Where's the babies?"

"With Aunt Shanna." You said.

Soon you were home with the boys. Sebastian was happily playing with Flynn while you fed Felix.

"So which one is this?" Sebastian asked smiling.

"That one is Flynn."

"Ahhh so why didn't you name one of the after me?" He smirked.

"Because I wanted to name one after dad, and Uncle Scott asked before you soo." You shrugged.

"If you have more kids name one after me. I'll be far ahead of the game." He joked. You rolled your eyes jokingly. "Okay fine I'll stop but can I teach them Romanian?"

"Why so you can have secret conversations with them when they're older?" You asked moving Felix to burp him.

"Well obviously."

"Fine whatever." You shrugged.

"What did you just agree to? That won't end well." Chris said walking in with Dodger.

"Well, I know that. I'm just too tired right now to care."

"Bubba."

"I'm fine." You rolled your eyes.

"Alright." Chris smiled.

Now you gotta be ready for the twins to speak a language you don't know when they're toddlers. You watched as Sebastian spoke to the young baby in Romanian. Flynn babbled along to what he was saying making the three of your laugh.

Taglist: @toastisgood @coldmuffinpartycloud @thevelvetseries @uniquebeautyqueen @kaitieskidmore1 @peggycarter-steverogers

#chris evans #cevans #x daughter!reader #x teen!reader #chris evans x daughter!reader #daughter!reader #teen!reader #chris evans x teen!reader #teen pregnancy #i'll be there to help you the whole way #it takes a village #flynn and felix evans #sebastian stan x teen!reader

[bxcketbarnes]

Stupid In Love

Pairing: Ben Curtis x Reader

Words: 600+

Author's Note: Am I writing for another Seb character? Yes. Is anyone surprised? No. But, I love Ben. He's such a cute fucking character and I had to write something. Plus, @metalbuckaroo wanted me too as well and I can't say no to her ☺

Based on the kissing prompt; A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.

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Ben rushes through your place as he looks for his work uniform. Your eyes watch him while sitting in the kitchen with your friend. "Babe, have you seen my work shirt?" He yells from the other room, causing you to giggle.

"Did you check behind the chair in my room?" You call out to him and Ben walks into the kitchen, his hands resting on his hips.

The brunette licks his lips before taking a couple of steps towards you. "You know where it is, don't you?" Ben huffs playfully and you look up at him.

"Mm, I might've seen it this morning," you giggle and Ben pushes your face with his hand. A squeal leaves your lips before pushing his hand away from you.

"You've known this whole time and you watched me run around hectically!" He mentions, walking back towards your bedroom.

You shake your head at your boyfriend and glance back towards your friend. "Sorry about him," you mumble while biting your bottom lip.

"It's okay. You two are cute," Cayley mentions with a smile, leaning on the palm of her hand. "How long have you guys been dating?"

"Uh," you hum and furrow your brows, "almost three months."

Ben rushes back into the kitchen and grabs a piece of toast from your plate. Your friend laughs as you look up at him, your lips parting in shock.

"Ben! That's mine. I asked you if you wanted me to make you some and you said no!" You laugh while trying to grab the buttered bread from him.

The brunette hums to himself and finishes the toast you made for yourself. "Mm, but it's so good, baby," he grins while kissing your cheek sloppily.

You cross your arms over your chest and shake your head. "Should've thought about that earlier, handsome," you mention before glancing towards your friend. "Again, I'm sorry about him. He's usually better than this."

"Don't listen to her, she's lying!" Ben yells from across the room, earning a giggle from the two of you.

"You know," Cayley starts before bringing her gaze to you, "you guys act like a married couple."

A blush covers your cheeks at her words and you take a quick glance towards Ben who is currently in the living room. "You think so?" You mumble and she nods her head.

"Absolutely. The two of you have great chemistry. Definitely cherish it," she tells you.

You fiddle with your fingers as your heart flutters in your chest. "I'm really grateful for him," you chuckle while leaning against the palm of your hand.

Ben walks into the kitchen and rests his hand on your upper back. "Alright, babe, I've gotta go," he mutters and you tilt your head back to look up at him. "Are you coming over later?"

"Yeah, just let me know when you get off work," you smile.

"I'll see you later, lovely," Ben whispers before dipping his head down to kiss your lips.

You kiss him back instantly, raising your hand to cup his cheek. Your boyfriend pulls back after a few seconds and rests his forehead against yours. Butterflies swarm around your stomach as Ben finally pulls away from you.

His hand slides to your shoulder before giving it a gentle squeeze. "Nice to meet you, Cayley," Ben says to your friend and she gives him a wave.

Ben kisses the top of your head before making his way to your front door. You watch him walk out the door, a giggle leaving your lips as he waves at you.

Cayley smiles at you as your gaze moves back towards her. "What?" You mumble after seeing the look on your friend's face.

"You guys are so in love," she grins and your cheeks flush.

"Shut up," you giggle embarrassingly while tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

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Taglist: @metalbuckaroo @jessalyn-jpeg @bumblebet-20 @thewxntersoldier @queen-of-mischief

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[cocosstories]

Chris Evans One Shot

Part 2 of sons bad first day of school

"Hey pal, gotta get up for school."

It was the next day and your husband Chris wakes up your son while you are downstairs getting his breakfast ready.

"Daddy, will today be better?"

Despite the fact that he was only a week away from six years old, your son had always been pretty wise, reminding you so much of Chris.

"I hope so buddy. Come on, lets get up. Mama is making you a special breakfast."

Chris says, picking the little boy up and carrying him downstairs.

"Mama, are you going to come to school with me and daddy?"

You could tell by the tone in his voice that he was nervous.

"Of course baby, mama and daddy will both be there."

After breakfast, Y/S/N gets dressed and the three of you head off to the school.

"Can we talk for a moment?"

You ask your sons teacher who was standing outside the classroom door greeting the kids.

"Of course."

She smiles and follows you to a quiet spot away from the kids.

"We came up with a plan last night to hopefully help Y/S/N make some friends. Is it ok if he tells them about himself and our family?"

His teacher smiles and instantly agrees.

"I think that is a wonderful idea. Let me get everyone settled and he can have the floor."

The two of you walk back into the classroom where all of the kids were playing while your son and Chris were standing in the corner.

"Alright, everyone take your seats please. We are going to do something a little bit special today. Y/S/N can you come up here please?"

The teacher begins, the whole class sitting down and going quiet within a couple of minutes.

"It's ok pal. We are right here. You've got this."

Chris gives your son some encouragement before he makes his way up to his teacher in front of the class.

"I know you all met him yesterday but this is Y/S/N Evans and he wants to tell you a little bit about himself. Y/S/N, they are all yours."

She pats his shoulder before joining you and Chris at the back of the classroom.

"Hi, I'm Y/S/N. I'm five years old but I will be six soon. Mama and daddy are letting me have a superhero party. I want to be Captain America when I grow up just like my daddy."

He says and points back towards you and Chris.

Some of the kids in the class laugh while others realize exactly who Chris was.

"I was sad yesterday when no one wanted to play with me but my mama said if you got to know me that maybe we could be friends. My mama is really smart. Daddy says she is the smartest person in the whole world and we are lucky to have her to look after us."

You smile at your son while lightly nudging your husband for being so cheesy.

"Daddy? Will you come up here?"

Y/S/N asks.

"Of course pal."

Chris replies, making his way up to the front of the class.

"This is my daddy. He is the strongest, bravest guy in the whole world. He's a real life superhero and my best friend."

Your son continues, putting his little hand in Chris' big one.

"I play a superhero bud, remember?"

Chris corrects him.

"No daddy. You are a superhero. You take care of me and mama and make sure no one ever hurts us. That's what a superhero does."

Your heart melts at your sons simple explanation.

Turning back to the class, your son thinks for a second before he says his final peace.

"My mama and daddy are my best friends but I would really like it if we can all be friends too. Maybe you can even come to my birthday party."

The teacher makes her way back up to the front of the class, standing on the other side of your son.

"Well, thank you Y/S/N."

She says, clapping, the rest of the class joining in.

"I think after that, we could all use some free time. What if we head out to the jungle gym?"

The class happily accepts and line up to go outside, you and Chris following behind.

"You think it worked?"

You ask the teacher who points towards your son who is now playing Captain America, a few of his classmates playing other Avengers.

"I think it might have."

She replies, laughing as the three of you watch your son with his new friends.

"Guess I will have to make sure Seb and Mackie can dress up for his party now."

Chris says with a chuckle.

"Oh yeah, I have a feeling you all will be entertaining about thirty five year olds next weekend."

You say, laying your head on his arm, so happy to see the smile on your sons face had finally returned.

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