#sebastian should your hand be uhhh

[uhohwhathaveidone]

Can I request a Sebastian sallow x reader fic that would be about the reader and Sebastian being childhood friends that have feelings for each other the reader and Sebastian both yearn for affection from each other but they are scared that the other doesn’t like them so they both started avoiding each other in hopes the feelings goes away but every situation and class finds them reuniting again the reader secretly holds Sebastian hands during charms class and Sebastian is just shocked (uhhh you can decide what happens after!! My dumbass really hasn’t thought much about it but I can’t wait to see what you do)

You called? I'm here with a gift!

Here With Me (S.S)

I accidently got carried away with this and turned it into a hurt/comfort, i hope you're ok with that! I didn't really put any spoilers. Also I know you didn't specify like what house the reader was in, so I put them in Slytherin! This is also gender neutral, just so we all know. More to come soon, maybe even withing the next few hours, supply and demand, am I right? Anyway, enjoy! (Part 2, Cardigan)

You had been friends with the Sallow twins for as long as you could remember. You were especially close with Sebastian, whom you spent most of your time together with. You remember walking over to Mr. Sallow’s house one day with a small basket of treats made by your mother, who had asked you to walk them over as a gift. Anxiously, you walked along the dirt path, watching as leaves floated past you in the breeze. It was a nice fall day, the apple tarts were still warm, but you had to get to their house quickly to keep them that way, so you were unable to enjoy the day for too long. As you neared the house, you saw a young girl with brown hair playing in the front, a boy about the same age and with brown hair as well sat under a tree with a book in hand. Squinting, you could make out the drawing of a wand on the cover, and you understood why your mother sent you out to Mr. Sallow’s house. The town was mainly a wizard only area, but every now and then a muggle would move in. Some of the neighbors would play pranks on them to try to drive them out, and your mother did the same thing once before to an elderly couple that came to retire. Scared them near to death.

Mr. Sallow usually lived alone, minding himself as he always did, but he never had kids. You slowed your pace, wondering if you had started to walk toward the wrong house, until the girl looked up at you, shouting toward the house as she ran inside. The boy looked up from his book and looked at you curiously. You froze, caught in the act of walking to the wrong house. Wide-eyed, you slowly walked towards the boy. “Um, hello.” You said, quietly. The boy stood a bit taller than you, and had chocolate brown eyes, ones that matched his hair. He smiled, “Hello there, I’m Sebastian. Who are you?” You fiddled with the basket, “My name is-.” The door to the house opened, Mr. Sallow walking out with the girl behind him. “Ah! Hello there, y/n! It’s nice to see you!” He greeted, walking over, and patting your head. Your face brightened, glad that you hadn’t stumbled upon the wrong house. “Good afternoon, Mr. Sallow! My mother made some apple tarts and asked me to bring some over for you.” You handed the basket to him and he grabbed one, taking a bite. “Your mother is a saint. Why don’t you come inside? You haven’t met my niece and nephew yet, no?” You shook your head.

The inside of the house was cozy as always, maybe a little cramped by boxes, no doubt from the two new kids. He introduced you to Sebastian properly, and to his twin sister Anne. They were the same age as you were, as well as magically gifted. He didn’t go into details, but he told you that the twins would be living with him from now on, and that the three of you should get along well. Anne had reached to grab a tart, eyeing it curiously. Mr. Sallow motioned that she could have one, and she took a bite. Her eyes seemed to glow as she hurriedly bit into it again. Sebastian watched his sister as she ate the tart, bits of apple sticking to her lips. It seemed to convince him they were good, as he grabbed one as well and took a bite. “Merlin’s beard! These really are good.” You shuffled your feet as you watched the two devour half the basket in minutes.

“Do tell your mother we appreciate the gift.” Mr. Sallow said, placing the rest of the treat on a plate and handing the basket back to you. You nodded and started out the door, the twins quickly meeting your side. “So, show us where your house is!” Sebastian said happily. Anne walked on your other side as you nodded, walking back in the direction of your home. They asked many questions for such a short walk. “Have you lived here long?” “What’s it like here?” “Do you have any more of those treats?” You smiled and answered their questions, reaching your house and turning around. “This is where I live.” You said, gesturing to your door. Sebastian nodded, “Got it. We’ll be seeing you soon then!” He said, grabbing Anne’s hand as they walked back to their house.

The next couple of days the twins would be at your door, asking if you wanted to go play with them. You agreed, of course, and found that they were lots of fun to be around.  One night, they had invited you over for a sleepover, and while Anne had fallen asleep ten minutes into the activities you had planned, Sebastian was still wide awake. He grabbed a book from one of the shelves and sat next to you in the blanket fort the three of you had made. You had to carefully set a candle in the middle of the fort, so you were able to see the words. Sebastian would read to you until you fell asleep, then he would extinguish the candle and grab the blanket, snuggling up to you and falling asleep as well.

When winter came, the three of you were always outside. Sebastian had wanted to make an igloo one day, and it took you two whole days to even get halfway done. When it was finally done, you didn’t know what else to do. Any blanket you put in there would get very cold, and maybe even freeze, so you decided to deem it as a landmark, and began building other snow structures around the yard, making a small snow town. Anne had made a snow man and said it was going to be the minister of the town, in which Sebastian had to remind her that the Minister didn’t have time to watch over a small town, and that a mayor would be a better fit.

Another time, you had been playing with Anne’s hair, braiding it, and putting it up in all sorts of different styles. You even began to teach Sebastian how to do hair so he could give Anne any hairstyle she wanted, but since you were already practicing on Anne, he could use your hair. That was a mistake, as minutes later Sebastian had tried to braid a section of your hair, only to fail. He swore that he could fix it, and tried to untangle the strands and try again. It resulted in a huge knot that couldn’t be saved, and your mother ended up having to cut your hair. The next day you showed up, Sebastian apologized while Anne could only giggle at the whole ordeal.

When you turned 11, an owl showed up with a letter attached to its leg. You had been invited to Hogwarts, and you ran over to the Sallow’s place in excitement. The twins also got their letters, and your mother offered to take the three of you out to get the supplies required, along with your very own wand. When you made it to Hogwarts, you fiddled with your fingers, anxious about the sorting ceremony. Sebastian tried to sheer you up, stating , ”We’ll all be in the same house, there’s no way we aren’t.” You nodded as you held onto his arm, watching as Anne was called up and the hat was placed on her head. Wide-eyed, you watched as she was sorted into Slytherin, and she smiled at the two of you as she walked over to her new house. Sebastian was next, and he flashed you a smile as he walked up, hat placed on his head as well. The Sorting Hat mumbled to itself before placing him into Slytherin as well, and you clapped as he walked over to his sister. The names were being called out and you stood there, anxiety growing. When you were finally called up, you walked up, shaking. The hat sat upon your head, asking you questions and seemingly just having a conversation with you. Eventually, the hat came to a decision, and you smiled and trotted over to Sebastian and Anne when the hat yelled Slytherin.

Over breaks, the three of you were able to practice together on your magic, and found ways to do things that you had done when you were younger much easier. Reading when you were supposed to be sleeping had become less of a fire hazard and more of a hand cramp activity, finally able to cast Lumos to use as a light to read with. You had also sent owls to your new friend, Ominis, offering to let him stay for a day or so to hang out. Snowball fights had become more like a warzone as you began to learn charms and hexes, able to make the snowballs throw themselves now.

You were sleeping one night during your break back after you finished your third year, excited to wake up in the morning and hang out with your friends. You had gotten up to get a drink sometime in the early morning, the moon was still up and the birds hadn’t begun to sing yet. There was a strange noise outside as you poured a glass of water, but you didn’t seem to notice. More sounds began to emerge, and you made your way upstairs to your mother’s room to ask her about it. Half asleep, your mother brushed it off as some dogs getting into a fight and told you to head back to bed, so you did. When you woke up, you quickly got dressed and grabbed a basket for the fresh apple pie your mother had just finished baking. She looked tired, maybe worried, you noted, but headed out.

As you neared the house, you noticed a lot more people around than normal. There was even a police officer heading towards Mr. Sallow’s house. You picked up your pace as you weaved around your neighbors and made it to the front door. It was a mess, splinters all over the porch and ground, and the windows were broken. You looked around, not seeing Sebastian or Anne, and tried to get into the house. Mr. Sallow sat in a chair at the kitchen table, muttering to the officer and wringing his hands. You looked into the living room, finding Sebastian and Anne sitting on a couch, a medic kneeling down and looking over Anne. You placed the basket on a corner table and slowly walked over, examining the room. The place was a mess, some chairs were overturned, portraits were thrown off the wall. Sebastian sat there, a blank stare as he watched the medic look over Anne. “What happened here?” You asked, standing in front of Sebastian. He looked up at you and jumped off the couch, enveloping you in a hug. He explained that the house had been raided, and that they had done something to Anne. The medic had been checking Anne over for any signs of injury, yet there were none, which didn’t explain the agony she was in. The medic said that he didn’t know what was wrong, and said there was nothing he could really do about it, and he left. Sebastian stood over Anne, cursing the medic under his breath.

Anne was in too much pain to return to Hogwarts, and you and Sebastian sat with Ominis on the train in silence. The whole year, the three of you tried to find a way to help Anne, but to no avail. Sebastian began to keep to himself around you, and you began to feel inside that something was different.

You walked down the hall to your Herbology class, alone. Sebastian had withdrew himself even more, and would sometimes not even look at you. You felt like you did something wrong, but Ominis had assured you it was not your fault. You didn’t believe him, of course, as you watched Sebastian be himself around everyone but you. Your heart hurt to see it, it felt like you were losing your best friend, yet you were partially glad for it. You had no idea when it began, but you had started to harbor feelings for Sebastian, and you had fought those feelings, telling yourself that you were wrong to have such feelings while still unable to find a cure for Anne. You knew Sebastian wanted nothing more than for Anne to be cured, and you knew he would put everything aside until he reached that goal. Sighing to yourself, you walked through the grass to Professor Garlick’s class, adjusting the strap of your bag and moving your hair away from your face. The breeze was soft and warm, fall hadn’t arrived yet and the summer was still in full. The air wasn’t too hot, but you knew that, when you walked into the greenhouse, you would miss the summer breeze, being replaced with humid air and the smell of plants to fill your senses. You walked in and greeted the professor, taking your usual seat.

Sabastian walked with Ominis, talking about his excitement for charms. He heard that they were going to go over some healing spells, and that it would be a big step in helping Anne. Ominis nodded as he walked beside him, mindful of his surroundings. Sebastian had been searching for a whole year for ways to help his sister, alongside you and Ominis. Sebastian knew that you wanted to help Anne just as much as he did, and his mood dropped a bit. Ominis had mentioned to him about your concerns for him, and Sebastian had felt guilty for avoiding you. While you were his best friend, one he had known for years, he couldn’t help the feelings that had begun to grow, and knew that now wasn’t the time to go after them. He was worried you would reject him, telling him that being best friends was enough, or even asking that they no longer be friends. He was also worried that you might scold him for trying to pursue a relationship when he should have been looking for a way to help his sister. Either way, he didn’t see a happy ending if he confessed, and the only way to keep his feelings at bay, he thought, was to avoid you in hopes that they would go away. He was brought out of his thoughts as he neared the greenhouse, and his heart began to beat at a faster pace. All his attempts to lose those feelings he had for you would be broken down each time he walked into class, as he had to take his seat next to you each day. There was a moment where he would be more than glad to have all his classes with you, but when he was trying to get over you? It was torture. He sighed as he walked in and took his seat next to you.

When the time came for Charms, Sebastian had forgotten the whole “Avoid your best friend” mindset and walked happily with you and Ominis, talking about what he was expecting from the class. You smiled as he talked, heart doing backflips every time he looked over to you with that smile. You became excited as well, hopeful that you would find something to help. As you took your seats, you and Sebastian grabbed your books out quickly, turning to the chapter you would be going over. So far, the spells you were reading about were only ones that could heal wounds like broken bones, split lips, etc. Nothing that Anne was experiencing. You had begun to lose hope, until the professor turned the page. “Reprifors is a spell often used to heal other ailments, like those that had been caused by magic itself.” Your eyes widened as you read the page, looking over to Sebastian, who had seemed to freeze. Without even thinking, you grabbed his hand under the desk, your eyes bright as you gave him a wide smile. Sebastian stared at you, still frozen. His mind was going faster than a Hippogriff in flight. This could be what he was looking for, a way to save his sister. If the spell worked, not only would he have his sister back, but maybe even his best friend. He would be able to finally share his feelings with you and you could accept them. He didn’t even realize that you were holding his hand until you gave it a squeeze, and he finally looked down. He felt his cheeks flush, and when you followed his gaze, your face heated up as well. You quickly let go, clearing your throat and returning to your book.

The two of you began to get close again after that, meeting up and practicing the spell, trying to perfect it. “This is it. This spell is clearly what we’re looking for!” You said happily, trying the spell once again. You didn’t really have a way to know if the spell was working at first, so you and Sebastian took turns taking a jinx or hex to the face, and then trying the spell. You had both done it right three times in a row, and had deemed that you were ready. All you had to do now was wait for a chance to make it home.

As you trudged through the snow toward the village, you conversed excitedly with Sebastian. “We’re finally going to do it! Isn’t it exciting?” You asked, taking Sebastian’s hand, walking faster. Sebastian could only nod in response as he felt his cheeks flush once again from you grabbing his hand. You had been extra affectionate to him since the two of you learned the spell. Sebastian even began to think you started to share the feelings he had for you, but part of him kept telling him it was because you were happy to help Anne. On the other hand, you had begun to let go of hiding your feelings, believing that once Anne was okay you would be able to tell Sebastian your feelings, and you slowly began to warm up to the idea.

The cold breeze made your nose cold, and brought back memories of when you were kids, a smile growing on your face. “Come on!” You shouted, beginning to run. The snow crunched under your feet as you dragged Sebastian behind you. Desperate to catch up, Sebastian moved faster, slipping on a patch of ice you somehow managed to dodge. He fell, and you took the moment to turn and laugh. Suddenly, a wave of cold contacts your face, and you wipe away the snow. Sebastian laughed this time, readying another snowball.  You run behind a tree and start to make your own snowballs, launching them in Sebastian’s direction, not caring if they hit or not. A snowball hits you in face, even from behind the tree, no doubt from Sebastian. “That’s cheating!” You shouted as you watched him enchant the snowballs he made. He only shrugged and laughed as they flew towards you, with no sign of stopping. Shrieking, you drop to your knees, covering your face. The snowballs pelted you, and you counted about ten of them. Looking up, you could see Sebastian start making more snowballs, and you took the chance to jump him. You ran after him, jumping a little as you grabbed him, pinning him to the ground. You took his wand and stuffed it into your pocket, smiling in triumph.

Sebastian looked up at you, cheeks red from the cold and closeness. He studies your features, memorizing how your face had droplets of melting snow, and how you breathed heavily after the small battle you just had. He felt as if he was back home, playing in the snow with you a year after meeting you. You had done the same thing, pinning him to the ground, not letting him go until he surrendered, which he always refused to do. If he took too long, you would even grab snow and threaten to smother him, but you weren’t doing that this time. Instead, you sat there, trying to catch your breath. Sebastian watched as you shivered, your nose had gotten extremely red, and took the opportunity to try the move he did when you were kids. Quickly, he grabbed your waist and pulled you down on top of him, wrapping his arms around you and locking you in. Usually, this would end in his rolling over, pinning you to the ground, but instead, he kept you there, sharing the warmth his body was kicking out. He sighs and nuzzles into your shoulder, muttering, “Thank You.” You smiled and raised an eyebrow; one he couldn’t see. “For what?” “For everything.”

You followed behind Sebastian as he stormed out of the house, cursing to himself. You had made it to Anne and told her that you had a spell that would help her. Yet, after trying the spell over five times, she didn’t feel different. Anne was still in pain. Sebastian was distraught, watching his hopes come crashing down into the ground. You ran after him, now, trying to find a reason as to why it didn’t work. He makes it to the tree, where he sat when you first walked to his house, basket in hand. He drops into the snow, throwing his wand in anger. You slowed your pace and watched intently to see what he would do next. His shoulders shook once, and he sniffled. You made your way to stand in front of him, looking down to see his face wet with tears, brows furrowed in anger and annoyance. He looked up at you, his brown eyes seemingly darker than what you’re used to. “Nothing is working how I want it.” He heaved, “Anne is still sick. She’s still in pain.” You knelt down, placing your hand on his shoulder. He continued, “The spell didn’t work, my plan didn’t work.” Your gaze softened, watching as more tears slid down his cheeks. “My plans never work.”

You pull him into a hug, wrapping your arms around him and rubbing his back. He buried his face into your shoulder, muttering. “And I tried to stay away from you, and here you are. You’re being the caring person that’s been by my side.” You listened, your own tears beginning to pool in your eyes. “I thought, if I stayed away from you, my feelings would go away. At least until we helped Anne.” Your grip tightened around him, your tears finally falling as you realized that you had been doing the same thing. You had been protecting each other from your own feelings. More tears spilled from your eyes as you tried to convey your own feelings back, unsure if you would be able to talk. “And my feelings didn’t go away. And you’re still here, even after all this.” You nodded, moving your head from his shoulder and pressing it against his own. “Thank you.” You hummed in response. “Thank you for being here with me.”

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[holdmytesseract]

New Old World

Daryl Dixon x fem!Reader feat. Teddy Dixon

Summary: Being stranded in the Commonwealth changed the life for you and your little family. Adjusting to this new, yet old world wasn't easy. Neither for you, nor Daryl and certainly not for Teddy...

Warnings: uhhh... TWD things? fluff, talks of babies? swear words, Daryl being the smol insecure bean he is, age gap? changed up time line?

Set in the Commonwealth!

Word Count: 3,2k

a/n: Finally another Daryl story - yay! Ahhh, I missed this. And him. 🫠So... I wanted to write for Teddy again, @fictive-sl0th had this idea, we talked and well... I wrote it. 😁 Season 11 Daryl just gives us major dilf vibes... 👀🤷🏼‍♀️ I hope y'all like it! 🥰 And oh, I should mention that I changed up the timeline a bit. The Commonwealth happens sooner. Teddy was five in season 3 and now he's ten in season 10/11.

Tagging: (in the comments ☺️)

Life in the commonwealth was strange - and yet so familiar. It felt like getting thrown into another dimension. Another world. Well, perhaps it was normal to feel like this after five years of fighting for survival every day in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. You had seen every cruelty this world had to offer and now... Suddenly you landed in this community, where the most people's worry wasn't the undead anymore, but how to… earn money? It felt wrong and nevertheless you couldn't deny that it was somehow... right.

Two strong, yet soft hands on your waist ripped you out of your thoughts and daydreams. "What yer thinkin' about, sunshine?" You smiled at hearing the gravelly, loving voice of your husband from behind you. Reaching up your hand, you buried your hand in your lover's hair. It had grown so much the past years. The dark brown strands reached in soft curls over his shoulders by now - and you absolutely loved it. "Just about this... What we have here..." The answer you got was nothing more than a low grunt. You knew Daryl didn't trust this place yet - and you understood why. Money, jobs, restaurants and Halloween? Oh please...

But on the other hand... A piece of normalcy and not fighting the dead, other people and death itself was what you all wanted - and it broke your heart that Alexandria couldn't be that for you at the moment.

"I still dunno 'bout all this... Feels... weird." You nodded. "I know, but... Until we can go back home, let's make the most out of it, yeah?" Daryl didn't answer, just huffed out a breath. Not unusual for the man who didn't need much words. Instead, he gently moved; went to press your back against his chest - which felt hard and not really comfortable, like you noticed instantly. Turning in his embrace, you realised why... Daryl wore his commonwealth uniform. Right, you remembered. Your man had suddenly a job again and was working. "Are you off to work, cutie pie?" You witnessed, how Daryl's cheeks reddened softly at your chosen pet name. "Yeah... Jus' wanted to say goodbye, 'fore I leave." You nodded; scanning his handsome face with your eyes. He had grown over the years - of course. Got even more mature and responsible-minded. You sensed major DILF energy radiating from him.

"How sweet of you," you said, leaning closer to place a soft, quick kiss on his lips. "Have fun - I guess, and don't let yourself get stressed so much. I know Sebastian Milton is an asshole, but you and Rosita will make it. Think about picking Teddy up from school with your cool stormtrooper armour. He's going to lose it - and he'll be so proud, seeing his dad being one of the 'cool soldier guys'."

School... Another crazy thing. Sure, you tried to teach Teddy a few things and there had been a lot of small education thingys in the past five years. Be it in the prison or Alexandria. It had always been there but this? This was a whole other thing. This was a real school. With real teachers and actual classes. Something you hadn't seen in over seven years.

"Ya think so?" You smiled and gently scratched his slightly grey goatee; feeling the hairs tickling your fingertips. "I know so." You then stood on your tiptoes, in order to involve Daryl in another loving kiss. But a firm knock on the door of your sparse, small apartment caused you to jump apart; ending the kiss way too early. "Daryl?" Rosita's voice sounded from the other side of the door. "We gotta go!" You sighed; wrapping your arms tighter around your husband's neck. "Seems like duty calls..." "Mhm..." Daryl grumbled and turned his head towards the door. "'M comin', Rosita!" He lifted his hands to your arms, trying gently to loosen them from around his neck - but you kept on holding on; not budging. "I gotta go, sunshine." You pouted, but eventually let go of him. "I know, 'm sorry. But I promise, I'll be back soon." You nodded and watched with crossed arms, how Daryl grabbed his helmet; ready to leave. "What are you up to today?" You shrugged your shoulders. "I dunno. Perhaps I'll visit the rest of the fam." Daryl nodded; knew of course what you meant, and walked towards the door. "I love you. Be careful, yes?" "Love ya, too. Don' worry. I always am. 'Sides, Rosita's gonna hold me back from doing some stupid, headless shit." With those words, he opened the door and marched out. It stayed long enough open for you to see your friend. "Hey Rosita!" You waved at her. "Y/N," the black-haired beauty answered; smiling at you, before the door fell in its hinges.

While your son was at school and your husband at work (It still sounded crazy in your head.), you spent the whole morning with cleaning up the apartment - which mostly consisted of collecting Teddy's small carved artworks. Since his father showed him how to carve something (mostly spears to hunt fishes or other weapons to defend himself) out of wood, he was obsessed. Whenever the opportunity was given, you'd find the boy sitting somewhere underneath a tree - or even up in a tree (the safer option), carving. He practiced year after year and by now, he was really talented. If Teddy just wouldn't leave his little figures and weapons laying all around the apartment...

After that, you decided to take Dog out for a walk. The fluffy Belgian Malinois with the brown-black fur was a faithful companion of your little family, since the day Daryl brought him back from a hunt. Teddy fell for him immediately anyways, so... And as much as Teddy loved Dog, Dog loved Teddy in return. They were a great duo.

"Dog, come on, let's go out. Time for walkies." Dog's ears perked up at your mention of 'walkies'; head lifting. "Come on!" You tapped your thigh - which was his sign to literally jump up and run to you. You giggled; petting and scratching the fur behind his ears. "Let's go." You opened the door and out Dog ran. He was a very loyal and well-behaved animal. Daryl had trained him well. He'd never run off or leave your side - unless he had a good reason.

It was quite a beautiful day today. The commonwealth was bustling with people. Some of them working, some of them enjoying their day off. You hadn't a specific destination in mind, when you took Dog out. Most of the time, Dog decided on where to go. Today, the faithful Malinois led you to a very good friend of yours. A member of the family - without a doubt...

Dog already saw him from afar, grooming a white-brown patchy pony. Dog announced his - and your presence with a loud bark. The man with the black, greyish dreadlocks turned on his heels at the sound. A smile crossed his features, as he saw you and your four-legged companion approaching. Dog ran up to him; tail wagging in excitement. Ezekiel squatted down, in order to welcome Dog. He literally jumped Ezekiel; paws landing on the King's shoulders, causing the man to laugh heartily. Dog liked Ezekiel and Ezekiel Dog. There was no doubt about this. It was fact.

You came to stand beside the pair; Dog still enjoying Ezekiel's petting. "Hey Ezekiel." The King straightened; stood up again, in order to properly face you - much to Dog's disappointment. "Greetings, Y/N. What a pleasure to see you! Tell me, what brings you to my modest, little farm?" You shook your head, smiling. "Dog decided to bring me here. I think he wanted to visit you. Nevertheless, it's great to see you, too." Once again, the man laughed, scratching Dog's head in an affectionate manner. You adored Ezekiel. You really did. He was always so positive. A true ray of sunshine. A very kind man - and now, here at the commonwealth, he was able to do what he loved again... Being a zookeeper.

"How are you feeling today?" You asked him then, referring to his medical condition. "Oh, I'm feeling great, Y/N. Thank you. Better every day." "That's really great and reassuring to hear." He nodded; one hand still petting Dog, who was sitting beside the man now. "Well, if it wouldn't have been for Carol and Tomi, I probably wouldn't be walking this earth anymore as a living man." "That's why we are all a big family. We help each other." The King nodded, "Truer words have never been spoken, dear friend." giving you one of his brilliant smiles. "How is Teddy doing in school? Carol told me he had quite a rough start?" You sighed, nodding. "Yeah, he had... It was after all the first time for him to go to a real school. Sure, he had his friend, Nick. But unfortunately, Nick is in a different class. So many new children and all so much different from him - and Nick. Most of them weren't on the road. Anyways not as long as we were. He never had an easy time adjusting to new, different things. He was quite afraid of attending school."

The corners of Ezekiel's mouth twitched into a small smile. "Well, this sounds to me quite like someone else we know..." You understood that reference, of course. Both, you and Ezekiel knew exactly who you were talking about. You giggled; shrugging your shoulders. "Like father..." "...like son." The King finished your sentence, laughing. "Well, I hope Teddy is able to adjust soon." "I hope so, too. Just have to give him some time..." The man nodded. "I'd say so, too. If you're looking for a little distraction for him, you are more than welcome to send him - and Nick over to me. I promised Teddy to teach him how to ride a horse already quite a while ago. Now, I finally have the time - and opportunity." "Sure, I am definitely going to do that. Thank you." He smiled; nodding. "Of course."

While you were still out with Dog, walking through the whole commonwealth, Daryl made his way to the elementary school, in order to retrieve his son. After all, he had promised him - and since Daryl went to school directly after his shift, he was still dressed in his commonwealth armour. The archer was really looking forward to this. It was his personal highlight of the day.

"I need to pick Teddy up from school," he told his friend. "See ya later?" Rosita nodded. "Sure. I have to look after Coco as well." With that being said, the two long-term friends parted ways.

Daryl made his way to the school then and waited in front of the rather big building for Teddy to come out. It was quite a bit ridiculous for the archer - and also a whole new experience. He would have never thought, that he'd pick up his son from school one day. Not after the world went to shit. Back in the early days, everybody had different problems than sending the kids to school. Surviving, for example. Getting enough food on the table for his family - and all the people who became his family.

"Daddy!" Teddy's happy, relieved voice urged to Daryl's ears; announcing his son's arrival. A soft smile spread over Daryl's face, when he saw his son running towards him. He squatted down; waiting. Teddy ran straight up into his awaiting arms, hugging him. He may be ten years old by now and would soon grow into a man, but for now, he was still Daryl's little boy - and he'd enjoy every hug he got. "Hey, buddy! You good?" Teddy didn't get to answer the question his father asked him. A group of three other boys had approached them.

"Your dad is a commonwealth soldier?" One of them with glasses and bright blonde, tousled hair asked; eyes wide. Teddy nodded proudly; stood beside his still crouching father and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. "Yep, he is!" "Wooow..." Every boy of the group was stunned. Teddy started to smile proudly; his shyness suddenly forgotten, as the boys finally noticed him. Due to his cool dad. It made the young Dixon happy - but he also knew, that they were probably just going to like him because his dad was one of the countless commonwealth heroes.

"Let's get goin', huh? I bet your mother already waits for us..." Daryl noted; noticing immediately what game those boys played. Teddy nodded and turned to his seemingly new friends to say goodbye.

After that, Daryl and Teddy walked home together. "So... How was school?" The little boy shrugged his shoulders; his mood suddenly changing fast. The school topic wasn't an easy one... "Okay, I guess..." "You get better along with them other kids?" Another shrug. "A bit." That didn't sound convincing. Not at all.

Daryl stopped in his movements and turned to face his son. Once again, he squatted down and placed both his hands on Teddy's small shoulders. "Alright, talk ta me, buddy. Don't bottle everythin' up. I used to do that too, y'know. 'S not good. Spit it out." Teddy sighed and bit his lip nervously - a habit he copied from his dad. "I just feel so lonely... 'Specially without Nick... The other kids think I'm weird." Tears were shining in the young boy's blue-grey eyes. Daryl saw it. Despite his long, softly curled bangs of brown hair. "Why?" "Because I'm not as good in school as they are. A-And because I know more about gutting a fish, then our home country..." Daryl's heart ached, as he heard that. He knew how his son felt. He knew the feeling of being an outsider.

"Hey, Teddy... Don't listen to 'em. Ya hear me? I know it's not easy, but always remember... You're so much better than them." Teddy looked up at his father through teary eyes. "H-How?" The archer smiled. "Firstly, 'cause you're a Dixon and secondly, 'cause you're a survivor. You know how to handle a walker. I taught ya everything ya need ta know - except hunting. But we'll do that as soon as you're a bit older. That's why. It might sound hard and cruel, but those kids would never survive out there alone. You do." At those words, Teddy's eyes lightened up again - and he smiled. The same, sweet smile you always smiled. A smile Daryl loved above everything and would never tire to see.

"Really?" The archer nodded. "Really." The boy threw his arms again around his father's neck; hugging him tight.

You were already back home again with Dog, when you heard the front door getting opened and closed again. The barking of Dog echoed through the small apartment, followed by your son's giggles.

Unfortunately, you couldn't spend the rest of the afternoon together, since Daryl had to go back to work. Nevertheless, you had a great day; took the boys out for some riding lessons with Ezekiel and prepared some dinner together with your husband's mini-me. That's what Teddy was - and it hadn't changed over the years. The boy was still his father's spitting image. Even the tattered, ripped jeans hadn't changed. He only had grown into them by now.

Now, you were sitting at the small dining table, together with Daryl and Teddy; eating dinner. Dog was laying on his little blanket; sleeping. Everyone was eating in silence - until Teddy came up with a conversation both, you and Daryl didn't see coming. Like, not at all…

"Mom, dad?" "Yes, sweetie?" You asked, while Daryl only grunted in response; needing to chew first. "We, uh, talked about our families today in class and... Almost every other girl or boy told us about their siblings and how much fun they have with them. I-I know I've got Dog and Judith and RJ and even Coco, but... Can I, uh, can I have my own little baby brother - or sister?" Daryl almost choked on his foot, hearing this, while you blinked rapidly at your ten-year-old. "I-I promise I'll look after him or her a-and protect them and play with them!" "Teddy... Sweetie..." You started; having to swallow hard and take a deep breath. "This, uh, this isn't an easy decision and not just to be made within a few minutes. Especially not in this dangerous world. I- We, your dad and I will have to think and talk about this first, okay?" Teddy looked at you with his soft, blue, greyish eyes - and nodded. "Okay." "Can you understand that?" "Uh.Huh, yeah." The conversation had turned someway, somehow slightly awkward, so you left it at that. Daryl had said absolutely nothing; didn't even make a peep.

Later on, once Teddy was in bed; sleeping safe and soundly with Dog in his arms, you approached your husband, who stood at one of the windows; having a smoke. Wrapping your arms around his now black sweater clad torso, you pressed your cheek against his right upper arm. "What do you say?" "What do I say to what?" You decided to not beat about the bush. "Having a baby again." Daryl took a drag of his cigarette, before puffing out a small cloud of smoke. "I dunno if this is a good idea, honestly." "Why? I mean, we're safe here now. Soon in Alexandria hopefully as well. If not now, then when?" Daryl merely shook his head and you could swear that he was chewing on his bottom lip. "'S not that, sunshine... Even though I don't trust this place. I trust in Alexandria." "What is it then?" You asked; rubbing his sides affectionately. He paused; didn't answer you straight away - almost hesitating.

"'M not gettin' younger, ya know..." You frowned and adjusted your position, in order to look at him. You were hugging him now more or less sideways. "What does that mean now, cutie pie?" "What I said." You were still confused by his words. You clearly didn't understand - and Daryl noticed. "Y/N, 'm in my mid almost late forties now..." "So? I'm sorry, my love, but I don't really see the problem? You don't have to worry about a biological clock, unlike I... And as we speak, the time is running out so slowly." Daryl took a last drag of his cigarette and stubbed it out. Then he turned to face you; biting his lip again. He was clearly troubled by that topic. You could see it in his eyes. "You think 'm not too, uh, old for that?" You shook your head, smiling. "No, absolutely not." The corners of his lips lifted slightly into a crocked smile. "So..." He started; turning to face you wholly. "You really want that? With me?" You cupped both his cheeks with your palms; nodding. "More than anything. I thought about it for quite a while, honestly."

Daryl blinked; was quite a bit surprised. "Wha'? Really?" "Mhm. You're such a good father for Teddy, so why not make you a daddy again?" The arched blushed at your words; and he couldn't help himself but to smile even brighter. "Ya think we can handle a newborn and a soon-to-be teenager?" You giggled; now running your hands down his chest. "I thought we can handle everything, Mr. Dixon? After all, we handled the end of the world. I think there's nothing that can better that." "Well... I guess yer right." You giggled once more. "I'm mostly right, cutie pie."

#daryl dixon x you #daryl dixon x y/n #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon x female reader #daryl dixon #daryl x reader #the walking dead daryl #twd #the walking dead

[katzone]

Answering asks #2

Let's goooo!!! With this I've answered all the asks in my inbox!!! Yippie!!!!!

@chouchinobake Hiya to you as well!! Omg thank you so much for the kind wordsss <333 I'm always happy when people say they like my artstyle bc I go through periods where I'm not sure if it even works, so it makes me mega happy to hear ppl like it!!!!

OOO to answer your question I, I do have some silly headcanons over how the Reapers act in office amongst eachother 👁️!!!

It's nothing to developed, but I'll just vomit them all out:

Listen listen... Grelle might be a girlboss but she's also a girlfailure. I don't think she can cook to save her life, BUT I DO THINK she'd want to make Will lunch. Like she thought it'd be cute, but then William suffered food poisoning and she was discouraged. I want to believe... That she managed to learn how to make like simple foods ala cookies. And occassionally brings them to the office. Let me have wholesome interractions...

People often micharacterize Grelle and think she doesn't know how to do her job, but she does!! She's a career driven woman (Yana's words). But she's also really silly and loves to goof around. I feel like her and Ronald are infamous around the office for goofing around. I can see them doing this and will making them work overtime after they crash into some table and scatter papers everywhere:

I love that in canon, Ronald calls Sebastian- Sebas-chan as a joke. It's clear Grelle told him everything about Sebastian, and I think that's really funny. Like Ronald just has an indepth knowledge about Grelle's love life/crushes. It's cute I love them.

I sadly don't have any cool funny headcanons for William, he's just in his plank of wood in a suit mode, doing his job like in canon. Same goes for Othello, since he works at a diff appartment. And Undertaker went rogue so I don't have much for him either :(

Hope you enjoyed these!! Sorry for the wait and thank you for your patience and kind words!!!

@eemoo1o

I haven't watched Centaurworld (yet) BUT I have listened to the songs which are all honestly bangers. If you don't mind some out-of-context spoilers, I made an animatic based on one of the songs with Umineko characters:

But yes I really love the songs and I should probs watch the show too... it just takes me forever to get to stuff XD.

As for other pony shows I like. UHHH- does Bojack Horseman count? He's a horse I know, but that's kinda like a pony... I love Bojack sm... One of my fave shows of all time. The reason I got Netflix actually!

But my dearest pony show is forever MLP!!! It shaped my childhood and I love it dearly. Twilight best pony.

Kinda! Not really. Maybe! I'm no professional voice actor and I barely know what I'm doing, but I do like to voice act here and there!

I actually have an Umineko Fandub I'm doing (on my own), where I voice act... all the characters...

You can watch it here!

@numbereightforever Never apologize for supporting my art!!!! Thank you so much that's really sweet of you <333!!!

@anyarlly I appriciate so much when y'all send me messages like these it makes me so happy that ppl look through my blog and observe the arts it makes me AAA it's like ppl looking into a lil gallery show I made. It's so cool!! Thank you for liking my Grelle arts <33

@anawkwardlady Y E S. Y E S. Finally someone thinks I'm good at selling this damn game. You don't understand how much I struggle to get anyone irl to care abt it, so this... this makes me feel powerful... AAA if you do Umineko consider liveblogging it 👁️ Umineko fans are crazy and love hearing ppl's thought process as they are solving the game >:)!!! But only if u want to! AAAA I'm so happy this made me so happy ty!!!

I consider this a huge win, THANK YOU anon!!! It's the biggest compliment for any queer person to hear their art made someone gayer.

I wanted to draw you something too, so I decided to finish this Sebastian doodle I started awhile ago. Mr yaoi hands still thinks he's in his prime shaking my smh.

#📬 askbox #cw suggestive

[dyelwi]

If you haven’t gotten her already then maybe Kay for the meme? just cause she’s your icon and idk anything about her so I wanna hear about her lol. If you’ve gotten her then uhhh pick a character you really hoped to get but haven’t yet

I haven’t gotten any characters yet actually so thanks!!! Um spoiler warning for the investigations games lol

Favorite thing about them: I love her for so many reasons but I really like her whole yatagarasu thing, great thief stealing the truth and exposing secrets is such a fun idea, and I also adore her dynamics w other characters!! Basically any interactions she has with other characters is entertaining, she’s silly and fun and also has her strong morals and attitude that just makes her so enjoyable

Least favorite thing about them: umm. I don’t have much. I wish she was in more games I suppose.

Favorite line: I’m not the type to have specific lines memorized unless they really stand out but her whole little yatagarasu speech she gives when using little thief is silly, also every time she refers to gumshoe as Gummy hehe

brOTP: everyone god I want her to be friends w everyone. I love her familial type dynamic with edgeworth and gumshoe especially though, so sweet. Also her dynamic with franziska is fun even though there isn’t a ton of scenes with them so I like them a lot too!! Also her and Sebastian as edgeworth’s adopted kids lol I usually don’t like the ace attorney fandom’s whole “edgeworth and Phoenix adopt all these other characters as their kids” stuff but edgeworth adopts Kay and Sebastian and they get to have a silly dynamic annoying edgeworth. To me at least

OTP: I’m a big faraskye fan, she and ema have nice interactions and the whole thief x detective thing is funny. Do also like her w Regina as well, they were so fruity in that one case together lol

nOTP: I hate when ppl ship her w edgeworth shes a minor and she compares him to her dad like. I don’t subscribe to the idea of “these characters are like family kind of but a lot more so in fanon so shipping them is incest” but I feel like even in canon she and edgeworth just have such father daughter vibes that it makes me feel weird about it

Random headcanon: lesbian w adhd just like me and my gf fr. Also I like thinking that she and trucy spent a lot of time together bc like Phoenix and edgeworth connection blah blah and so Kay is where she got her mischievous streak lol

Unpopular opinion: umm can’t really think of any tbh. I don’t like when people say she’s just a copy of Maya, she’s her own character that’s extremely interesting esp in the aai flashback case and in aai2 when she loses her memory and we see how emotional and anxious she can actually be

Song that reminds me of them: I have a whole Kay playlist lol I make a lot of ace attorney playlists actually, so other than her in game theme (which is one of my favorite ace attorney songs btw) I should choose something from there. Hm maybe hand me my shovel I’m going down by will wood, or don’t stop (color on the walls) by foster the people.

Favorite image: all of them lol but these two are really really good. Also the one where she’s blowing her nose on edgeworth’s cravat lmao

#yay I was so worried I would not get any asks for this #but I get to talk about Kay!!!!! #Ace attorney #Kay faraday #ace attorney investigations

[ososimilar]

Chapter 7- Sam 

“So youre saying if I’m writing a song I should write the instrumental first?” Sam asked, leaning over the railing of the bridge. He was staring into the water, watching driftwood float by. 

“Well there's no specific way to write a song, it just depends on you.” Penny leaned over the railing, mirroring Sam. “If you want to write the lyrics first you can. If you've already written them you should just use those.”

He turned his head to look at her and their eyes met. They did this most Saturdays, came and stood on this bridge and talked. Sam used to have a crush on Penny when they were kids but he grew out of it by the time they were old enough to actually date.

“I already wrote a song… or half of a song.” He couldn’t help but notice how beautiful her eyes were. “I was actually hoping you could tell me what you think?” He scratched the back of his head nervously.

“I’d love to, Sam.”  She waited as Sam fumbled around pulling a notepad out of his pocket and handing it to her. “It's probably not any good but maybe you can make it better.” He chuckled nervously as she looked at the notepad. He watched her read, taking in the words. It only took a minute or two to read, but to Sam it felt like 10. As she looked up from the notepad she was met by Sam's eager eyes, desperate for her to say something about it. “Ahhh… its… ahh… different from what I expected from you.” When she saw Sam's’ reaction she pivoted. “It's a good different, a more mature tone.” She handed the notepad back. “So who's this boy in the song?”

Sam's face flushed and he clutched the notepad, hiding it from her. “Well.. its… its… uhhh…. Hes…. its a metaphor.” Sam sputtered trying to think of what to say. I can tell Penny can't I? She wouldn’t  care. But no one needs to know. Besides I’m not gay. 

Sam could tell from Penny’s reaction that she didn't like that answer. “I… okay, you don't have to tell me.” She said dejectedly.  

“Its umm… the songs are about Seb but…” he paused to think and quickly added, “but it's nothing romantic. I just think he's a good friend and want to spend more time with him is all.”

Penny Sighed in relief. Could she really believe that?

“Oh, I’m glad you have such good friends Sam.” She put her hand on his shoulder and looked him in the eyes. “If you ever need to talk, I’m here for you, we've known each other for years and nothing could change my perception of you.” She stood there for a while, looking up at Sam and getting lost in his smile. Eventually Penny seemed to come to her senses and said, “I have to go work on some lesson plans.” Her voice wavered like she made that up on the spot, but Sam believed it. So she walked away leaving Sam alone on the bridge. 

Why is she acting so weird? OOH, Emily should have finished my gift for Seb by now! He skipped with glee toward Emily's house. He looked down the other street and saw what appeared to be Seb, walking toward Pierres. Is he going to see Abby? In that moment all the joy left Sam’s body and was replaced by dread. 

He wasn't thinking straight. Took off toward Sebastian. Before He caught up to Seb. Sam grabbed him by the shoulder. He couldn't process what he'd just done. Unable to process his actions he stood face to face with Sebastian. 

Shit, you can't just say nothing, say something. Anything. 

“Hey Seb…” he said in a long drawn out fashion stretching his words to pad for time. “I saw you in the distance and thought I'd come say Hi.” He took his hand off Sebs shoulder and put it behind his head like he always did when he was nervous. “So where are you headed?” Hed come over in such a rush he failed to notice the bag Sebastian had in his hand. 

“I was just headed home.” Seb said, still stunned from the confrontation. 

“Oh, cool.” Sam chuckled nervously. “So whats in the bag?” he got onto his tiptoes to try and get a better angle on whatever was in the bag but still couldnt make it out. 

“Oh um… its just some stuff I got from Emily. You'll probably see later.” Seb pulled the bag toward him, hiding the contents from Sam

“Later?” Sam had to stop and think for a second. “Yes! D&D later! Our campaign comes to an end!” Sam was easily distracted and his worry about Seb and Abby had lessened. 

“Yeah… I have a couple things planned and I’m just preparing.” They stood there for a second, looking each other in the eyes. “Well I should get home.”

With that, Sam was once again left alone. He could hardly remember what he had to do. Eventually he remembered he'd been on his way to see Emily. 

#sam stardew valley #sebastian stardew valley #stardew valley #stardew valley fic #winterstar lovers

[bitter-sweet-coffee]

You there, person with outrageous driving habits.

Give us your Stardew Valley driving headcanons for whoever you want tbh.

WHICH ONE OF YOU SENT THIS LMAO

okay uhhh i was gonna do all the characters but i’m tired and want to go back to fishing so here, have just the bachelors and bachelorettes

ALEX: you’d expect him to be kinda reckless, but he drives like an old person (gee, i wonder why?). his mom was a reckless driver so sometimes he thinks about driving with a bit more chutzpah, but then granny evelyn’s scowl pops back in his head and he slows down hehehehe

ELLIOT: passenger prince, cannot drive for shit. backseat drives like he can, though. if you put me in a car with him i’d drive myself off a fucking cliff

HARVEY: you’d think he’d be a good driver, right? WRONG! he overchecks his mirrors for the first 10 minutes and then proceeds to forget they exist whenever he should be checking his mirrors. signals for lanes that split organically (you can get away with not signalling for these) but then can’t merge for shit. absolute disaster. when there’s people behind him he does the speed limit but then if it’s open road he’ll do 30 over by accident. absolute menace, do not drive with him

SAM: surprisingly good driver! he just plays his music too loud and will maybe spend too much time looking over at his passengers. has never used his turn signal. irrational fear of roundabouts

SEBASTIAN: anxious driver, prefers to be a navigator and passenger prince. he is the only member of ASS with a full licence though so on the off-chance they do a roadtrip, he has to drive, and is absolutely terrified. sam and abigail call him a party pooper for being too serious and telling them to shut up when he gets on the highway because it scares him, but he means well. (NOTE: you said driving, not riding. he is fearless on his motorcycle but you put him in a honda civic and he starts whimpering)

SHANE: the best driver out of all the bachelors. actually knows what he’s doing, as he had to drive regularly before he moved back with marnie. the “roadtrip” when he and jas came to pelican town is a core memory for her, as he still uses a casette player for his music. she got to pick all the tapes for them to sing along to :3

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ABIGAIL: dare i say the worst driver on this list? she talks too much, knows none of the road rules, and can’t even get her G1/learner’s permit because she genuinely couldn’t care less. pierre tried to teach her so many times before giving up

EMILY: is surprisingly good at driving. the most average driver there is, sure, but compared to literally almost everyone else she’s fantastic.

HALEY: two words for you— ROAD RAGE. all her elegant composure dies behind a wheel, she is tailgaiting while everyone is already doing 30 over because you either pull over and get the fuck out of her way or prepare to be rearended. she drifts every fucking turn and is one of the only characters who can drive stick

LEAH: embarrassed that she can’t drive and pretends she can. kel actually taught her, but she doesn’t have a license. the few times she has driven, her motto was “i can’t get caught unless i get caught, so just avoid cops at all cost”

MARU: she’s very alex-coded but isn’t as much of a stickler for the rules (read as: she knows where all the speedtraps are and times every set of lights perfectly to know when to gun it past a yellow lmao)

PENNY: you might be expecting me to say she’s a nervous driver but she’s actually probably the most calm behind a wheel. she knows a lot about car repairs and has the bus manual memorized so she’s great at driving and basic mechanics! pam jokes that she has a nerdy pitcrew to always lend her a hand with a bus which penny finds embarrassing, yet endearing.

#bsc anons #bsc sdv

[diaborodevil]

“Lycanism

A disease that is becoming more widespread as the months go by all we currently know about it is that it effects mammals exclusively mostly those found in the order Carnivora but is also extremely potent to humans causing a frightening metamorphosis into a beast adequately known as lycans which are more mysterious then lycanism itself but the goverment has two branches that can help us out the exterminators that protect us and the researchers who study lycanism now raise your hand if you want to be an exterminator”

We see class full of raised hands except one student

“Sebastian why aren’t you raising your hand”

“We barely know anything about lycanism I say we need more researchers”

“What do we need to understand lycans are bad there numbers should be decreased”

“Problems aren’t meant to be solved by violence”

“This one is”

“That is enough class is over Sebastian please stay a bit”

“Uh what did I do wrong”

“Nothing it’s just your right this world needs more people like you so never lose that will to learn okay”

“I won’t I promise”

00:07:08

“Geez you are a weirdo do your parents know you want to be a researcher”

“Yes there proud of it there both researchers do your parents know you have a death wish”

“My parents do care if I’m exterminator or researcher uh let’s talk about something else wanna go eat”

“No no thank you I only like 10 bucks on me”

“Don’t your parents give you 90 for a day”

“Yeah but I I got more important things to spend my money on”

“Really like what”

“It’s a secret”

“Oh come on I’m your best friend”

“Hence why I won’t tell you you can’t keep a secret even if your life depended on it”

“Cmon if it’s this important I can keep it”

“Even if it changes the trajectory of your life and current beliefs”

“Wow it is serious I’ll do my best to keep it”

“Okay my place backyard about an hour”

00:07:07

“Welp I’m here what is the big 80 dollar secret of the rich smart kid”

“Frank jay smithson do you promise to take this secret to your grave”

“Oh this is really serious well Sebastian I don’t know your middle name connory I promise to keep this secret into the after life I wouldn’t even tell god”

Sebastian looks around and opens the door to a shed frank could see movement of something his brain couldn’t quite identify then Sebastian flipped a switch turning a light on and frank saw it a dog in a child’s dress trying its best to walk on two legs

“”

“I knew I’d regret this please stay calm I can explain this”

“How how can you explain that this doesn’t make any sense oh am am I awake”

“Uh where where to begin I I was walking Sera through the woods when small lycan bit her I kicked it and brought Sera home but my parents told me they they told to kill her but I I couldn’t I just couldn’t”

“Why why couldn’t you”

“I raised her since she was a puppy I I couldn’t so I hid her in the shed and kept taking care of her but then I noticed her changes”

“So you thought this would be a great start at being a researcher”

“No but as she changed I noticed that there were more then physical changes”

“Like what”

“Sera this is frank do do you remember him”

“Yes he’s nice like you”

“”

“So I guess your gonna tell someone get me in trouble and who knows what will happen to Sera”

“”

“Well I I guess it’s over”

“Uhhh no I’m not gonna tell anyone it’s just hard to wrap my head around it but I trust you you’ve been my best friend forever I’ll stand by you”

00:05:11

“So anything new with Sera”

“She’s been talking better and picking up words quicker and “

“And”

“She she has thumbs now it it doesn’t make sense bones muscles tendons it’s it’s all so strange”

“Welp I don’t get it but even though things are crazy things are starting to seem less crazy in the world it’s it’s nice”

00:05:05

“Where have you been”

“Out”

“That isn’t a good answer”

“I’m going to room”

00:04:22

“I don’t trust him”

“It’s his life he can do what he wants with it”

“No he’s up to something and it probably isn’t good so I got cameras and I hid one in his uniform”

“You better be right about this”

00:00:01

“This has been a strange week but since lycanism started I think this has been my best week”

“Hmm hopefully things can go back to normal”

“Can they wait is that a”

“That’s the little freak whose been hiding a lycan”

“Dad what are you”

“You told him”

“No I didn’t I don’t know how he found out”

“Sir calm down kid I’m going to need you to step away from the lycan”

“What’s going on what are you doing”

“We have been told that your son has been harboring a lycan so we came to take”

“Sera sera it’s okay calm down ah”

00:00:00

“Sir your going to want to hear this”

“What is it”

“There’s reports of lycans attacking people in large numbers”

“All of you evacuate to the nearest shelter”

Everyone else leaves leaving frank and Sebastian alone

“Hey are you okay we gotta go”

“I I can’t”

“Come on I’m sure we can convince them to let sera in”

“It’s not that it’s”

Sebastian raises his arm showing a spot where Sera accidentally bit him

“If I go there with a lycan bite they’ll kill me so I can’t go with you”

“When this blows over even if it does I’ll find you”

“Why”

“Your my best friend my only friend so I’ll find you even if you turn into some giant freaky lycan I’ll find you”

-60:07:08

“Brief me on this mission sir”

“On this supply route about half the supplies goes missing so we suspect there might be bandits involved”

“Huh is that”

“What”

“Oh it’s just that I believe that’s the school I used to go to”

“WELL I need you to survey the are to see where the bandits are hiding so you might have some time for nostalgia go”

-60:07:07

“Huh it’s been forever since I’ve been here to think things were normal at one point where did the time go hmmm it’s been five years and I haven’t found him should I give up no he wouldn’t so time to get back on track”

Then suddenly something hits frank in the head

“Wha what was that uh”

Something else suddenly hit his head

#original idea #original series #original writing #lycanism

[delcat177]

@qglas it’s called a glass trap

#del’s daemon is a rock #qglas #my sister is awesome #shenanigans #hijinx #sebastian should your hand be uhhh #like that #we need a polar bear tag #anime is dumb i love it

[rachaelswrites]

💔- seb feeling sad and like his daughter doesn't need him anymore when she starts dating and hanging out with her bf or gf more and more.

Doing this with friends instead of a bf/gf so it’s more inclusive

~~~~~

Sebastian should have known that sooner or later, your chosen family would take priority over him. It wasn’t because you were doing it on purpose and he understood that. He still couldn’t help feeling a little upset.

It was Friday which meant you were going out with your group again. Since you were little, Fridays were reserved for a movie for the two of you. For the last few months you’ve skipped out and promised to do it another day.

Sebastian was on the couch as he watched you rush around the living room to get your things.

“What time will you be home?” He asked you.

“Uhhh probably around eleven or twelve if that’s alright? Or I can stay over at Jess’s house if that’s too late?”

“Either way is fine,” he said, leaning back on the couch. He was trying not to show how upset he was that you wouldn’t be around tonight but you could tell.

“If everything okay dad?” You asked, sitting down next to him.

“Yeah,” he said, running a hand through his hair.

“Really?” You asked, not believing him.

“I just thought since it was Friday you would stay in and we could do movie night again. It’s been a while since we had one,” he said, “But it’s okay if you want to spend time with friends.”

“Are you sure? Cause we can make plans another time. It’s not a big deal?”

“If you want to, I would love that,” he said, wrapping his arm around you and pulling you close to him, “I miss our movie nights.”

#x daughter!reader #x teen!reader #sebastian x teen!reader #sebastian stan x teen #sebastian x daughter #sebastian stan x teen!reader #sebastian stan x daughter!reader #sebastian stan x daughter #sebastian stan daughter #rachaels2000followersleepover

[cevans16]

You’re You

Summary: Reader is Hispanic/Latina. Sebastian Stan likes you but hasn’t said anything. It’s a little bit based on this interview in the video below;

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N3NTd3ROMmY 

Sorry it is a bit long! Love you all!!

“So (Y/N), looks like you got moved from your original promo group” the interviewer stated.

“Yes, apparently, the Chris’ and I are too chaotic” you replied

“You got that right, those three are horRIBLE” Anthony Mackie added while elbowing you softly.

You shook your head while smiling and said, “Nooo the thing is that Sebastian is too quiet so they brought me”

“I heard otherwise hahaha” added Winston Duke who was sitting on your right side. 

“What? I am not that quiet” Sebastian said pretending to sound offended.

“So some people uhmmm white people were saying that they don’t want to offend anyone when they do the Wakanda signal” the interviewer said causing the four of you to do the Wakanda motion. 

“Well (Y/N) is Latina and Sebastian is uhhh Romanian” Mackie said

“Right” confirmed Sebastian, you nodded but scrunched your eyebrows in slight confusion

“So that’s different” Mackie added, “I’ll take that” Sebastian replied. Mackie, Winston, and you bursted in laughter

“Sooo what you’re saying Mackie is that Sebastian is.....spicy white?” you asked while laughing so hard you were getting tears in your eyes. 

“Yeah remember when we went to Romania?” Mackie asked you

“Uhh huh and?”

“And every Romanian did the Wakanda thing saying you’re Anthony Mackie right” he replied

“Oh and you got hit on a lot!” he continued

“Who did?” asked the interviewer

“(Y/N)!” Mackie said, the interviewer looked at you.

“Yes, not to sound conceited but I get hit on constantly BUT when I went to Romania....it was something else” you said laughing

“What! Where was I when this happened?” Sebastian asked almost yelling

“It was when (Y/N) and I would go get you guys coffee or hangout”, Mackie said

“I always went with you guys”, Sebastian replied

“Well when YOU didn’t go, she would get hit on, well when I would walk away...sometimes” Mackie explained. Sebastian didn’t say anything else but he looked a little annoyed. 

“So the Romanians loved you” the interviewer said

“Ohhh they sure did. I’m surprised I didn’t return home with one, they were so nice to me and oh my gosh very handsome” you joked

“Well you have one here” Mackie quickly said, motioning to Sebastian. You felt yourself blush, you had always liked Sebastian as more than a friend but never felt like the feelings were reciprocated.

“Yeahhh but I am not Sebastian’s type” you jokingly teased

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Sebastian asked rather sternly

“You like the blondes Sebastian” you replied. 

“Ooopp” Mackie and Winston said at the same time. They both had noticed that you and Sebastian liked each other but were too dumb to realize it. 

“I don’t only like blondes” Sebastian said

“Mhmmm you can believe your own lie” you replied

“I think I am more Evans type” you added. Mackie felt Sebastian tense next to him.

“I mean she is not wrong Sebastian” Mackie chuckled.

“Whatever” Sebastian said. 

There was a slight awkward silence until the interviewer asked about how long you had all been in the Marvel franchise, “You and Sebastian have been here the longest right?”

“Hmmmm, I think I came first and then Sebastian” you answered nonchalantly.

“At least he’s a gentleman” Mackie joked

“Shut up” Sebastian said. 

Once the interview was over, the four of you went out for a few drinks. Sebastian was talkative with the boys but not with you, which was weird.

“Are you okay?” you asked him

“Yeah why wouldn’t I be?” he asked

“You’re kind of quiet”

“No I’m not, I’m talking” he said annoyed

“That’s what I mean, what did I do? Because you’re fine with them but apparently not with me” you explained

“Gee I don’t know maybe because you’re not MY type remember” Sebastian gritted. You gasped at his response, you didn’t think he got butt hurt over that comment you had made during the interview. You and Sebastian stared at each other for a few minutes, Mackie and Winston both looked at you two.

“You know Mackie, we should go get a few more drinks” Winston said breaking the silence

“I’ll go get them” you said

“No no, we will” Mackie said in agreement with Winston. 

“I’m sorry if my comment hurt you, which I don’t know why it did” you said.

“Really you don’t know why?” Sebastian scoffed. 

“No I don’t, I wouldn’t have gotten butt hurt over it”

“Whatever, I’m leaving” Sebastian said getting up from his seat but you stopped him.

“NO, I am leaving since you have no problem with the guys”. You grabbed your purse and left with your jacket in hand. 

Winston noticed you leaving, “I don’t think our plan worked Mackie”, Mackie turned to look, you looked sad and you were booking it out the place. Sebastian on the other hand looked pissed.

You walked out of the bar, putting on your jacket and headed back to your hotel. Sebastian had never talked to you in that way, he had always been nice. Your hotel was a bit far but you needed the long walk to clear your head. 

Meanwhile Mackie and Winston were grilling Sebastian about the incident. 

“Nothing happened guys” he said over and over

“Cut the shit Sebs, she looked pretty sad walking out of here” Mackie said.

“We know you like each other” Winston added.

“FINE, I told her that I wasn’t talking to her because she wasn’t my type, I didn’t actually mean that but she did say that earlier so I used it on her” he explained. 

“You’re an idiot” Winston said

“I know” Sebastian replied. 

You were walking for about ten minutes when you heard someone call out your name, you turned to look, it was Mackie.

“Hey! Hold on why are you walking this late?” he asked

“I needed to clear my head, I can’t believe he said that to me” you said almost in tears. 

“Look I know you and him like each other. You need to talk with him about it (Y/N)”

“I tried to and look where I am for doing so Mack”

“You didn’t tell him you liked him though”

“Of course not, I don’t chase men Mackie, plus I meant what I said, I am not his type and I am not changing for someone else”

“He likes you too”

“Oh stop that’s not funny” you said

“He DOES. Think about it, every time we would plan to hang out even if it was just the guys he would invite YOU. Every time we would hang out where would he sit? Beside YOU. Whenever someone would flirt with you or talk about you, he would either get antsy or annoyed, which is funny to see” he said chuckling. You stood there looking at Mackie in shock. 

“Well I won’t say anything until he does and that is not happening” you said. 

“Fine but stop being miserable about it”

“I’m not miserable”

“Okay stop being an ass” he joked with you. “Come on let me walk you, you’re crazy you know, walking out here this late” he said. 

The next morning you walked in late for breakfast since you spent a longer time in the gym to work out your frustrations. You guys were almost done with part of the promo tour before heading to another city. When you walked in, the three were almost finished eating, which was another reason why you took longer, to avoid Sebastian. 

“Good late morning” Mackie said to you

“Good morning guys” you replied. You grabbed your breakfast and headed out since you were planning on checking out a bookstore. You were about to get in your uber when you heard Sebastian call for you

“(Y/N), can we talk?” he asked, you looked at his face, he looked exhausted.

You rolled your eyes, “Fine but I really want to check out this bookstore Sebastian”

“I’ll go, if that’s okay?” he asked

“Okay”.

He held the door open for you to get in. The ride there was quiet, you were looking out your window, trying your best to avoid his gaze. 

You arrived at the bookstore, you immediately headed to the crime genre section. Sebastian walked around for a bit, trying to build his courage in telling you how he felt about you. “Fuck it” he said to himself, he went to where you were, when he found you, you were sitting on the floor, focused deep in a book. He was so in love with you it hurt. 

He sat down next to you, “What” you said but didn’t move your eyes from the book. 

“I’m sorry for what I said last night and I know it’s not an excuse for me saying it but you hurt my feelings when you said you weren’t my type” he said softly

“Okay” you replied. 

“You’re really going to make me work for it huh” he smirked to himself. 

“What?” you asked finally looking at him. 

“That is why I like you. You aren’t my type but you’re YOU (Y/N). You make me feel things that I never have before, it scares the fuck out of me because I know you’ll never hurt me but I don’t ever want to hurt you. And I did last night which I felt so bad about” he said, “I like you because you don’t change yourself for anyone, you’re beautiful, funny, adventurous, you make me feel alive and you’re just you”.

You didn’t know what to say at first, “Sebastian, I’ve liked you for a long time, you scare me because I’m tired of getting hurt by guys, I don’t want to lose you and frankly I know what you go after plus I know I’m the best” you said winking at him.

He chuckled at your last remark, “I can definitely agree with that, now will you agree to go on a date with me? Let’s see where this goes” he asked you.

You looked at him, looking into his eyes for a bit, “Okay, let’s see where it goes”. 

Three years later

“And like a dumbass, he let her walk out” Mackie said on the microphone at yours and Sebastian’s wedding. Sebastian laughed at the comment but he wasn’t wrong about it. “But I am glad that they worked it out because they are just perfect for each other. I want to toast to these two amazing people, I wish them all the happiness in the world, cheers to (Y/N) and Sebastian!” everyone else clapped, you and Sebastian were definitely going to make it. 

#Sebastian Stan x Latina Reader #Sebastian Stan x Reader #Sebastian Stan Imagines #Sebastian Stan Imagine #Sebastian Stan

[alby-rei]

What Goes Up, Must Come Down (IkeVamp)

a/n:  In which MC continues her reign of mildly infuriating terror upon the Greatest Men in History. No one is safe. A continuation of “Piano Heist” and “Sorry, Not Sorry”.  Happy reading <3

[Main Characters]: MC, Mozart, Dazai (with minor appearances of everyone else)

[Series]: MC Pranks the Ikeboys

[Genre]: Comedy, slight (?) crack

~*~

On her way to the last task of the day, MC passed by Mozart’s piano room, where she could hear him experimenting with different melodies. She stopped to enjoy the music, leaning closer to the door with each second. She closed her eyes, and her mind wandered to the time when her fingers danced across those keys freely. She leaned forward against the door, except her head did not land on a door. It landed on something much... softer and fleshier.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

MC instantly recoiled her head back, meeting Mozart’s glare.  

“Nothing! I was just on my way to clean the—”

“I never did punish you for your little theft, did I?” He narrowed his eyes.

“Uhhh… what theft?” She feigned ignorance.

“Don’t play dumb with me,” Mozart scowled.

He narrowed his eyes down on her, elevating his intimidation threefold. If looks could kill, she’d have lasers shooting through her skull right now.

“Ok, Ok, I’m sorry! I won’t do it again, I just wanted to play on the piano once!”

“That’s no excuse for damaging my prized piano.”

MC closed her eyes, shielding herself with defensive hands.

“The scratch was taken care of, wasn’t it?! No harm, no foul…?”

She lowered her hands slightly and peeked one eye at him. He continued to glare at her for another minute. Then he sighed tiredly and stepped away, allowing her some breathing room. He turned to face his neglected piano inside the room.

“I heard you playing in Arthur’s room. At the time, I couldn’t confirm if it really was you or not.”

“And… what did you think?” She treaded carefully into this conversation.

His murderous intent had somehow subdued. Silence settled between them while his eyes seemed to stare off beyond the piano.

Suddenly, he turned back to her with a huff, fixing his icy lavender gaze on her once more.

“Surely nothing that could compare to my music,” he scoffed.

He was about to turn away and shut the door behind him, but MC called out to him.

“Wait! Herr Mozart!”

She grabbed him by the shoulder, to which he clutched and twisted her arm off of him.

“Don’t touch me,” he seethed. She nursed her assaulted wrist and took a deep breath.

“Listen, I’m really sorry about what I did. To be honest, I’ve always loved the piano, and so when I saw yours, I couldn’t help it.”

“You… couldn’t help dragging it across the hallway and wasting all of our time?”

“…That was more of a heat-of-the-moment kind of plan,” she laughed sheepishly.

She took a deep breath and started again, “If I may be so bold, can I… ask you to teach me to play the piano... the way you do?”

The hallway fell silent again. A silence so heavy, it felt like it lasted an eternity.

“Can you sight read?”

“Yes.”

“Know your scales?”

“Yes.”

He narrowed his eyes in suspicion.

MC spoke with a renewed confidence, “I can prove it if you’ll let me.”

She tipped her head in the direction of Mozart’s prized possession. He shook his head, already walking back inside, but his gaze remained fixated.

“Meet me here tomorrow after breakfast. Be late and the deal is off. You’ve been warned. I don’t take kindly to tardiness.”

He turned on his heel, punctuating his declaration with a door slam.

...

...Did that really just happen?

‘I don’t know if I should feel honored or threatened? ...or BOTH??’

After a few seconds, the sound of the piano returned at full force, breaking MC out of her reverie. Whatever she was feeling was replaced with a sense of pride in getting herself out of his anger’s reach. Her worries slowly melted into excitement for tomorrow.

Feeling absolutely giddy, she almost forgot her last task of the day. ‘Dining room!’ She picked up her cleaning supplies and made her way to the kitchen, where a row of windows were waiting.

Just as she was done wiping the last one, a hand popped up on the windowsill, followed by another. MC jumped from the suddenness of it, taking a step back as she anticipated the intruder’s next moves. She replaced the towel in her hand with the sturdy mop as her weapon of retaliation. Holding the back end to the window, she prepared herself to attack.

“Oh, hello, Toshiko-san! The weather is lovely today,” he greeted cordially.      

Eh?      

“Dazai?!”

With a huff, he gracefully hoisted himself up and into the dining room.

“Thank you for opening the window for me, it can be such a troublesome thing sometimes,” he shot her a serene smile, one that she couldn’t trust whatsoever.

“You scared the crap out of me! Why did you just climb through the window??”

“Hmmm… Simply put, it’s fun!” He stated with his unwavering smile.  

“W-well, don’t do that. I won’t hesitate to fight you, next time.”

“Ah~ Yoshie-san. You’re so cute when you’re commanding. And what if I do it again, hm?” He challenged with a carefree smile. 

Before she could respond, he walked away with a casual wave behind him, like he didn’t just crawl through the window and scare the soup out of her.

After he turned the corner, MC stared long and hard at the window. Her gaze shifted between the windowsill where Dazai’s hands were once perched, and the archway to the kitchen, where a stick of butter on the counter caught her attention. 

“I guess I just have to show you then...” she mumbled with a wicked cheshire grin etched on her face.

~*~

MC washed her hands of the evidence of her latest scheme, whistling a cheerful tune as one does after applying copious amounts of slippery butter a set of dining room windows. 

She was tidying up the kitchen when Sebastian walked in, ready to make dinner preparations.

“You’re here early, excellent! You’ve been doing well to keep up lately.”

“Why, thank you. I learned from the best,” she mused with a wink.

“Everyone is coming to tonight’s dinner, so we better get started right away.”

Oh, perfect.

And so MC busied herself with dinner preparations, anticipating Dazai’s next unsuspecting climb.

Le Comte de Saint-Germain was happy to see the dining room full of his dear residents. Even Jean was dragged behind Napoleon, who had insisted on the former soldier’s attendance. Le Comte wondered if there was any special occasion that gathered them all, and he voiced his question to his old friend. The polymath shrugged, letting out a puff of smoke from his cigarillo.

Chatter was scattered in the room, Isaac and Napoleon were conversing with Jean. Mozart sat next to Jean with arms crossed, tapping a rhythm with his fingers. Arthur and Theo were bickering about their latest bet with Vincent appointed the mediator of their quarrel.

Le Comte looked on fondly at his residents before his eyebrows knit together in concern. He glanced at his pocket watch while MC and Sebastian made their rounds to serve everyone.

“Where’s Dazai?” Asked a concerned Momte.

Everyone glanced at the window of the dining hall, waiting for his entrance.

“Do you guys smell… butter?” Isaac asked, face scrunched up and confused. 

As if on cue, long slender fingers appeared from the darkness onto the windowsill, but they failed to maintain a firm grip.

“He’s not gunna make it!”

Try as he might, the window fought back.

Dazai’s life flashed before his eyes as time seemed to slow down.

Is it my time, already? Betrayed by my own window-chan. 

Well played... Toshiko-san.

 [Bonus scene]

Back in the dining room, Vincent and Theo, who were nearest to the window,  stood and peered over the edge to search for the eccentric novelist through the darkness.

MC had to excuse herself to avoid laughing out loud in front of them all.

“Not so fast, MC,” Sebastian blocked her escape. 

A thousand flicks were her punishment that evening, on top of a lecture about harming the esteemed residents of the mansion.

“But he’s a vampire! He’ll be fine~.”

Try as he might, Comte could not bring himself to punish MC.  

Arthur had his head thrown back in laugther, enjoying the unexpectedly eventful dinner. Once his laughter died down, he wiped the tears from his eyes, trying to catch his breath. 

He glanced Isaac, who looked far from pleased, “Hey, Newt, do you reckon Dazai’s fall carried enough force to leave a hole where he landed?”

“Is this really the time to inquire about a hole in the ground when Dazai MIGHT HAVE JUST DIED- well, maybe not died,” Isaac’s hand latched onto a lock of his hair twirling it as he continued, “based on the height of the fall and his weight, the gravitational force may not end up large enough to cause fatal damage, but he could still end up with a concussion or what if he landed on a sharp end—that is, unless—"  

Frantic rustling leaves could be heard from the garden below.

“He’s fine! I spotted his head pop out of the bushes,” Vincent announced, and Theo tsked in disappointment. 

“Oh, or… that is also… a possibility.”

“DAZAI-SENSEI, ARE YOU OK?” Sebastian rushed to the window next to Vincent, having finished lecturing MC. Dazai’s head was spinning, but he didn’t seem bothered by the fall at all.

 “I’M FINE, I’M—” 

...and he fainted. 

Everyone turned to MC, who was laughing despite the earlier scolding and the bright red mark on her forehead.  

She simply shrugged, “I said I wouldn’t hesitate.” 

#no one is safe #vampiric strength may come in handy in battle #but not when it comes to mildly infuriating terror #that is #if falling out of a window on the second floor #may be considered mildly infuriating #ehhhh it's just a scratch #or twenty #alby one-shots #MC pranks #chaotic mc is best mc #challenge mc and face the consequences #ikemen vampire #ikevamp fanfic #ikevamp dazai #ikevamp mc #ikevamp mozart #ikevamp sebastian #ikevamp crack

[darter-blue]

(You already know I’m sending more than one)

I wish you would write a kid fic with either Stucky or Evanstan. I feel like you would do such a good job writing them as dads 🥺

HANNAH BANANA MY DARLING

Okay this speaks to me... it's something I think about alot so here is a little Evanstan kid fic idea.

Imagine if you will...

Seb as a single dad of 3 boys. He has his work cut out for him. Life is chaos. Its good chaos, but its chaos.

No he does not win dad of the year. He forgets to sign permission slips until he gets called by the school, he forgets to do laundry until the last minute and ends up drying tshirts with his blow dryer as he gets later and later for work. He messes up the time of his kids friends birthday party's and then arrives just as everyone is leaving. They miss the cake.

He sometimes thinks he would like to disappear off the face of the earth. Or crawl into a hole and never come out.

But the kids always have someone to cry to when they are hurting, when they are nervous, when they feel sad. When they have nightmares, Seb will rock them to sleep. When they're cold he hugs them tighter. If they're still hungry he gives them the food off his plate and goes without.

These are the things that make Seb a good parent. He loves his kids and he shows them that everyday.

Chris is a movie star. He has a big house. A designer wardrobe. He has power and influence in his chosen profession. People look up to him.

But Chris is alone. All his money, all his fame, all his stuff. It doesn't mean anything when he has no one to share it with.

Chris is lonely.

And then one day he's jogging around the park on his usual route and there's a kid running towards him. This kid looks about three years old. This kid is screaming laughing in the most adorable way.

And there is a guy chasing after him. A guy with another kid in his arms, a baby, and another kid running behind him, a bit older, and he's calling out to this kid who is just tearing down the footpath at an unbelievable pace, looking behind at this poor frazzled man and laughing like it"s the best game in the world. Until he runs into Chris's giant, stationary legs and just bounces off, flying backwards into the pavement.

'Oh my god!' Chris cries, leaping after the kid and picking him up off the ground.

The kid is not even crying, he's just stunned.

'Are you okay? Oh my god!'

'Thank you! Oh thank god,' the frazzled guy is saying as he finally comes to a stop where Chris is now crouched on the ground in front of the kid. 'I thought I was never gonna catch him.'

'Sorry, I'm so sorry,' Chris is trying to dust the kid off, but also trying not to touch him, because you should not just manhandle other people's children, and he's looking up at Frazzled guy, who is looking down at Chris and the kid and smiling.

Laughing actually. He's laughing at Chris.

And wow. Okay. Frazzled guy has gorgeous blue-grey eyes and adorable messy long hair and he's rocking his active wear.

Frazzled guy is hot.

'Its okay. No he's an absolute menace, you're not to blame.' Hot frazzled guy is flipping the baby from one arm to the other and bending down to his toddler to run his hand over his head, his shoulders, his arms. 'You okay, bud? That was a big bump!'

'I'm okay!' The kid says, nodding his head, sounding like he's proud as punch. 'Daddy, I runned into Captain America!'

And Chris has to close his eyes against that initial embarrassment, and then snap them open as he realises frazzled guy is apologising.

'I'm so sorry,' he's saying to Chris, 'Buddy, how bout we get back to the play equipment and leave this nice man alone.'

'Oh, no, you don't have to do that,' Chris says, and four sets of blue-grey eyes are staring up at him suddenly.

The older kid is standing behind his dad slightly, trying to hide but also staring at Chris with wide, excited eyes.

The baby on frazzled guy's hip is staring up at him, chewing on his finger and gurgling happily.

The kid who he steamrolled is smiling up at him and pulling on his dad's arm just calling out 'daddy, daddy, daddy,' over and over which frazzled guy seems to be ignoring.

And frazzled guy is staring up at Chris with a sort of horrored fascination.

'I mean, can I help you somehow?' Chris asks, desperate not to let this man and his beautiful children disappear.

'Uhhh...' the guy is just staring at Chris, 'I mean, no, you don't have to do that.'

'You really look like you have your hands full.' He really does.

'I do,' the guy is nodding, blushing, smiling. It's adorable. 'I do, but I'm sure you have better things to do with your time.'

And Chris smiles at that. With a sort of bitter-sweet sadness. Because he doesn't. He really doesn't.

'Actually I'm totally free right now.'

'Can Captain America come push me on the swing? Daddy? Daddy?' The middle kid asks.

And frazzled guy is looking at Chris and mouthing, 'I'm so sorry.'

But Chris won't have it.

'Of course! I'm excellent at swing pushing, as long as it's okay with your dad?'

'Yeah,' the guy says breathlessly, 'Yeah it's fine with me...'

'Is anyone else gonna be joining you...or?' Chris asks.

'No... it's just me and the boys.'

And Chris can't help the grin from taking over his face. 'Well great, that's great. I'm Chris by the way,' he says, offering his hand.

'Oh, Seb... I'm Seb. Sebastian,' frazzled guy says, taking Chris's hand and shaking it.

Chris hanging onto it for a beat too long, brushing the guys fingers as he pulls away, and preening at the blush that spreads even further across Seb's gorgeous cheek bones. The way he's ducking his head, looking up at Chris and biting his lip.

'Its nice to meet you, Seb.'

There you go, Hannah my darling. Evanstan kid fic meet cute.

You wish I'd write a fic where...

#Hannah this was the cutest ask #evanstan #meet cute #kid fic #rpf #drabbles #my writing #ask game #writing asks #bec answers

[who-ever-said-i-was-nice]

Yeyyy I'm glad i found you ehe xD and stalked you so i can found many

interesting HCs xD #sorrryyyyy

May i request for HC ikevamp about MC forget her period schedule and accidentally stain his bf's bed (arthur, moz, isaac, theo, whoever u like xD)

Thank you so muchhhhh and nice to meet youuu 💞💞💞💞

Oh my God! Nice to meet you too @liviavivi04!❤️❤️❤️ Btw Livia, dear I don’t mind, you don’t have to apologize for stalking me😂😂😂.I do it to. What who said that. Also I’m sooooo happy you like my hcs. I put mah hear and mah soul into it. Yes that was a meme reference, I’m a dork. Moving on, this is not what I’m here to do. I’m here to provide you with some wholesome Theo, Arthur, Isaac, Mozart, Jean because he deserves love, Comte because he’s a good mother and Leo because he’s dead inside content. I can’t do more at the moment but maybe I’ll do a part two if you’s like and this turns out ok

Theo

it was a wonderful morning

SIKE

you woke up and you turned sleepily towards each other

he smiled at you mumbling a good morning

you smiled back, but then you felt something

Theo saw the color draining from your face

you jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom

Theo was like the F is wrong with you you stupid Hondjie( he didn’t actually say it but his face says it all)

I’m kidding he would never say that he loves you to much he was just surprised until he smelled IT

he looked at the spot you where a second ago and..

there was a spot of blood there

he doesn’t mind one bit

You rush back and you see the stain and immediately start apologizing

“ Why are you apologizing for something like this?” It’s not like you wanted to stain the bed”

He actually helps you clean it up even thought you insist that he doesn’t have to and he also gets you snacks

Thank you for your services Theo

Arthur

he knows

that’s it that’s the canon

no I’m kidding

but he does know

he wakes up and smiles at you

then his smile fades and turns into confusion as he sniffs the air a little

“ Luv...?”

you immediately look down and panic

you rush to the bathroom

Arthur just sits there with a small smile on his face you little

he gets up and asks if you need anything and if he can come in to get a wet rag ok i take it back

you let him in and he gets the rag and cleans the stain

you exit the bathroom looking very distraught, only to find... nothing

not stain and no Arthur

you break down crying

a few minutes later Arthur is back with snacks and is like girl why u crying?

you cuddle and he feeds you the snacks

THAT’S MY BOO

Isaac

homeboy is just super confused

he can smell it but he doesn’t know how to tell you

or should he tell you? What if he sounds like a creep? What if you freak out? What if you break up with him? and the worst what if you yell at him

yup

he’s torn

actually he’s thinking about it so hard that you ask him what’s going on

but then you realize to and you look down and see the stain and panic

now we all know Isaac is a little sensitive to blood

not in a he will faint kind of way more like a I-will-pounce-on-you-and-suck-your-blood-out-and-most-probably-do-you kind of way ya know

but no it’s a canon that vampires don’t find period blood tempting at all so that is not why you panicked

you did so because he’s a little shy and socially awkward

when I say a little I actually mean a lot I’m just being nice

sorta

anyway you ran to the bathroom and Isaac sat there like well snap

he got up and slowly walked to the door and knocked

“ H-h-hey Y/N are you alright?”

you reassure him everything’s fine

you come out of the bathroom clean the stain and look at Isaac who may or may not be standing in the corner

yes he is that is definitely the case

you ask him what’s wrong and he says that if he had told you maybe you wouldn’t have freaked out

sweet baby boy is blaming himself

you kiss him gently and explain to him that it is ok, it was not his fault and you guys cuddle for like 1,2,3,4 fine fine 8 hours

yeah you cuddle all day, that was just a mediocre joke sorry

Mozart

ok so, clean freak

 you woke up after a long night of uhhh stuff

I’m kidding nothing happened, I make stupid jokes like this cause I’ve never written smut. In conclusion: I’m nasty

 so yeah

you woke up and turned to your boyfriend

Wolf swept a stray lock from your face and placed it behind you ear

you smiled and he smiled back

and then you felt it

you jumped out of bed and ran for the bathroom

you went so fast and it was so unpredictable that you scared Mozart

like he jumped back in surprise

then he became a little confused like why did you leave? did he do something?

then something cathes his eye

a fresh blood stain on his perfectly white sheets

He’s quickly realized what happened and got out of bed

you came out of the bathroom only to find Mozart bent over the bed cleaning up the stain

“Wolf what are you doing?” “ Cleaning the stain are you blind” “ Yes , I mean no, but why, I can clean it” “ You sit down” “ Where did you get the rag from” “ I always have them on hand so if a particular forgetful girl stains the bed I can clean it up” “ I love you too”

Jean

poor boy has no idea what’s going on

so when you jump out of the bed and run to the bathroom and he sees a blood stain on the bed sheet he is shooketh

He gets up quickly and runs into the bathroom

“ Y/n are you alright?” “ Jean WHAT THE HECK I’M FINE AND I’M ALSO ON THE TOILET”

you shoo him out of the bathroom and you do your thing in there bla bla bla

you come out and explain to Jean very slowly what’s going on

he nods and points to the blood stain

“ So that’s your period blood”

you turn red and mumble out a bunch of thing and all of a sudden this guy says

“ Thank God I thought you where dying”

you raise your eyebrows and burst out laughing

he just stares at you ‘cause he was trying to be serious so like why are you laughing

he helps you clean up and you cuddle

Comte

he knows nr.2

he’s a pure blood so he can smell things better then the rest of the vampires

he’s also more educated in these things then the rest of the vampires

accept Arthur but he a little ho so it don’t count

anywoo so you woke up next to your boyfriend

Comte smiled at you and swept a lock of hair out of your face

“ Good morning ma chéri” “ Mornin’ ” you mumbled sleepily

but then all of a sudden

“OH sHIT” you bolt to the bathroom

Comte takes one stiff and is like yeah

however he is the gentlest gentleman out of all the gentlemen yes well done Lia

he gets up and asks if you need anything

when you say your fine he cleans the patch of blood and gets you snacks

you exit the bathroom and have no idea what the heck just happened because there is no stain, you have extra fluffy pillows, extra blankets, snacks, a hot water bottle and Comte the most important one of all🥰🥰🥰

“Y/N you don’t have to work today I have informed Sebastian that you will be taking a day off”

Damn Comte you went all out but like, doesn’t he always 

Leonardo da hot mess

what? yes I called him a hot mess and yes I made a joke about it

Damn I’m funny

Anyway Leonardo

he knows nr.3

so you woke up in Leo’s arms

“ Good morning Cara mia!’he smiled brightly and stroked your hair

“Wow that’s some bed hair” you playfully slapped his arm and giggled

and at that moment you felt it 

you pulled up the covers in a panic and saw the blood you shoved the blankets onto Leo’s head and rushed to the bathroom

“ Ow Cara what’s..oh”

yeah he smelled it before he saw it

but he’s a super chill guy

he gets up and knocks on the bathroom door

“You alright in there” when he hears a muffled yes he nods his head a small smile playing on his lips

he goes and gets a few extra pillows and blankets from the closet

when you exit the bathroom he’s standing in the middle of his messy room completely hidden by the bundle of blankets in his hand

“ Oh hello Cara mia!”

you burst out laughing

you to cuddled for the rest of the day

So that is it! Now that I think about it they should make a horror movie out of this like I’m not even kidding. Anyway hope you have an awesome day! Stay safe everyone!

Tags: @nad-zeta @jeanstan @sweettangy

#Ikemen Vampire #IkeVamp #ikemen vampire mozart #ikemen vampire leonardo #ikemen vampire isaac #ikemen vampire comte #ikemen vampire arthur #ikemen vampire jean #ikemen vampire theo

[lfcrobbo]

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susan my love!!! uhhh okay, here is. a director's commentary for a section from chapter five of here comes the sun, also known as danny ric's big bday bash, also also known as that bit with lewis in it (under a read more because it got uhh, a bit long):

“Your boy looks like he’s enjoying himself,” Lewis says, snapping Seb's attention back to him. [i think this was the line that inspired the entire lewis/seb convo that follows. like i don't remember why or how i thought of it, but i can hear lewis saying this sooo clearly, and there's something so. funny to me about this off-hand comment accidentally striking a nerve with seb]

Panic quickly rises in Seb’s stomach as his eyes widen. “He’s not my-” he gets out quickly, and then abruptly stops himself as soon as he realizes that Lewis hadn’t meant it like that. [actually, maybe it's more accurate to say that this is what made me have to write this scene. LOVE seb's little panic, thinking he's been caught out. i struggled a bit with describing it like how i saw it in my head. i always think scenes/interactions/interruptions that are supposed to happen quickly are difficult to write, for some reason. i really wanted it to come across that this was just- a gut reaction from seb. no thinking, just- he's been so worried, so stressed about the charles situation, hasn't talked about it with anyone, has tried his best to ignore it (has not been doing a very good job of ignoring it lol) and then lewis calls charles his boy and it's like. he is NOT my boy who told you that????? anyways. love thinking about seb's expression of pure panic during this.]

Lewis squints at him and tilts his head. “Bro, what was that about?” he asks, an amused smile playing on his lips. [lewis also finds seb's expression of pure panic is amusing]

“Nothing,” Seb mutters before downing the rest of his drink. He lets his eyes wander across the room, but decidedly does not look back in the direction of Pierre, Yuki and Charles.

He should get out of here, probably. He should leave, and then he can pretend like this never happened at all. He's stayed long enough, he can probably leave without anyone except for Lewis noticing. Lewis, who is still looking at him as if he’s a particularly amusing puzzle that he’s trying to crack. [oh lewis is so intrigued. obviously has NO idea what's going on, but knows seb well enough to tell that there's something. genuinely thinks it's just some ferrari drama, wants to be let in (and maybe also be there for seb a little bit). also i think lewis MISSES seb, like. i think it's fun for him to get to try and dig this out of him]

“Sebastian,” Lewis says, low and deliberate, “what’s going on right now?”

“Nothing,” Seb says again, quickly. “It’s- nothing is going on.” He clears his throat, and checks his watch for show. “It's getting late. I should get going.” [as i establish later, seb is a terrible liar. maybe not to everyone, but i think when it's with someone that he knows and generally trusts, it gets harder to lie convincingly]

Lewis’ hand comes out to rest on his shoulder to stop him from moving away. “No way,” he says, and he’s looking far too amused for Seb’s liking. He looks around quickly, and seems to spot something further away. “Wait here,” he says to Seb, before moving and leaving Seb alone.

Seb should definitely leave now, and he’s going to, he is. But just then he spots Charles in the crowd again.

Pierre and Yuki have stopped their circus antics, and the three of them are now standing in a semicircle with Carlos and Lando. Carlos is clearly in the middle of a very passionate story, because his hands are gesturing wildly, and Yuki in particular seems to be hanging on to every word.

Charles, though, is looking directly at Sebastian. [OKAY this is what. i actually wanted to talk about. as charles mentions later, he's seen seb talking to lewis here. i didn't. want to make it too obvious because, this is seb's pov and i don't think he actually picks up on it, but charles here is feeling. inexplicably jealous. he's seen seb with lewis SOOO many times. but now, after their kiss, he's seeing seb in a brand new light and he's like wait. they're always so close. also obviously charles has been obsessing over seb for weeks now, thinks that it's his fault that seb is weird around him. and then he sees seb talking to lewis and he's NOT weird around him and it stings a little (he doesn't know, obviously, that right now seb IS being a little weird around lewis). and uhh yeah.]

When their eyes meet, Charles’ lips curl up into a small, almost shy smile as he lifts his hand in a discreet wave. Seb smiles back, a tight lipped one, and nods to acknowledge him. He watches as Charles turns to say something directly into Pierre's ear. [actually, before this, like maybe at the start of the summer break, i think charles told pierre about the kiss. this was something i considered mentioning in the last chapter, but ultimately didn't find a good place to put it. charles is definitely working up the courage to go and talk to seb now, telling pierre that he's gonna do it, to maybe cover for him with the rest of the gang. he does end up having mostly the same conversation he was planning when they walk home together later.]

“Alright, come with me!”

Seb turns again to see Lewis coming back up to him, carrying a bottle of champagne.

“Where are we going?” Seb asks, brows furrowed.

“Outside,” Lewis says, sounding impatient.

Sebastian considers refusing; or following him outside and then leaving instead. But he sees the look on Lewis’ face, and he knows that it means he’s not getting out of here before Lewis gets what he wants. It’s the same determination he saw on his face after Max won the 2021 season, the one that told him Max wouldn’t be a two time consecutive world champion just yet. So he lets himself be led through the crowd and out into the night air. [including this just to mention that i did write this scene a LONG time before the end of the season and did in fact #predict maks winning the championship... but for this to be fully accurate, lewis needs to win 2022 so🙏🙏🙏 here's to me receiving the gift of phrophecy🙏]

#willasferreyra #ask #you were only waiting #director's commentary

[parkersharthook]

Wired Autocomplete Interview

(Sebastian Stan x female!reader)

Warnings: fluff, idk what this is really

1.4k+ words

“Hi my name is Sebastian stan.”

“and I’m y/n y/l/n”

“and we’re here to do the Wired Autocomplete Interview” You smiled at the man next to you before jabbing your finger at the camera.

“celebrity couple edition!”

A hand from off screen handed you the card. You flipped it over and studied it for a second, “okay this one is for you. How should we do this?”

“you hold and I’ll peel?” Sebastian offered as you adjusted the card in your hands.

“Sounds great.” Sebastian smiled softly at you as he reached for the small slip of paper covering the search. “Okay… ARE Sebastian stan.” He peeled it back gently.

“are Sebastian stan and mark Hamill related? Yes, he’s my father.” You snorted slightly as Sebastian threw the slip on the ground and moved to the next search. “are Sebastian stan and Chris Evans friends?”

You let out an actual cackle, “you even have to ask that? When they’re together, I’m the third wheel.”

Sebastian laughed and shook his head fondly, “yes we’re very good friends. Are Sebastian stan and y/n still dating?” He twiddled the piece of paper around his finger slightly, “technically no.”

You held out your hand, fingers pointed downward as you showed off your engagement ring. “not since he put a ring on it.” Sebastian copied your action, the paper wrapped around his left ring finger.

You giggled as the two of you pulled your hands back and you were handed another card. “What is Sebastian Stan…”

“What is Sebastian Stan’s real name?” Sebastian looked down the center of camera, “Sebastian Stan.” You snorted at him.

“What is Sebastian Stan’s favorite food?” He looked to you, “do you know what this is?”

“I now you really like peanut butter.”

“That is true.” He thought for a moment, his hand coming up to run through his hair. You watched as his bicep bulged slightly and you couldn’t help but bite your lip softly. “yeah I would have to say it’s peanut butter. Okay next one.”

“What is Sebastian Stan’s snapchat?” You cocked your head and looked over to Sebastian, “yeah what is your snapchat.”

“Don’t have one.” He tossed the slip of paper behind him, “I’m not twelve. What is Sebastian Stan’s Instagram.”

“Iamsebastianstan. What is Sebastian Stan’s twitter?” he hung his head slightly with a sigh, “don’t have one. Twitter scares me.”

“he’s basically a grandpa.” He huffed and pushed you slightly causing you to laugh.

“alright you’re turn.” Sebastian said giddily as he was handed a thick card. “Are y/n y/l/n and Elizabeth Olsen friends?”

“Yes she is great friend of mine, we’ve been friends for years. She’s actually how I met Sebastian.”

You peeled back another slip of paper. “Are y/n y/l/n and Anthony Mackie friends?” You groaned slightly and looked at the camera, “unfortunately.” Sebastian laughed causing you to smile, “I’m just kidding. He is also a good friend of mine.”

Sebastian looked down at the card, “okay last one. Are y/n y/l/n and Emily Blunt friends?”

“Why is everyone so concerned with who I’m friends with? But unfortunately I don’t think I have the ability to call me and Emily Blunt friends. I’ve met her a few times and she is a really wonderful person, one of the sweetest people ever. But I’m not sure if she would consider me a friend.”

“Alright next one, what is y/n y/l/n? What is y/n y/l/n’s real name?”

“y/n y/l/n. Next one!”

“What is y/n y/l/n known for.”

“I’m usually recognized for playing Felicia Hardy aka Black Cat in the MCU. Or my role in Game Of Thrones.” You threw the slip on the ground and reached to peel back the next one, “What is y/n y/l/n like in real life?” You looked over to Sebastian with pursed lips, “I guess you should answer this.”

He laughed slightly and smiled, “Y/n is wonderful. She is the sweetest, most beautiful girl you could ever meet.”

You awed softly as you leaned against, wrapping and arm around his middle to hug him quickly. You pressed a quick kiss to his cheek as you backed up, “that was super sweet thank you.” You adjusted yourself before looking back at him, “remind me to pay you for saying that later.”

“What is y/n y/l/n’s Instagram?”

“it’s just y/n y/l/n. No spaces, nothing.”

“What is y/n y/l/n doing now?”

You smiled at the camera, gesturing to the scenery. “This wired autocomplete interview.”

“that’s such a creepy question.” Sebastian said through laughter, “what were they hoping for by searching that?”

You laughed loudly, “well I can tell y’all that typically it’s me in my pajamas eating.” Sebastian nodded as he threw the card behind him.

He clapped his hands loudly, “next one!”

You shook your head fondly as you accepted another one about Sebastian, “is Sebastian Stan…”

“Is Sebastian Stan married?”

“not yet.” Sebastian quickly peeled off the next one, “rapid fire time.”

“Is Sebastian Stan in game of thrones?”

“nope, not that fortunate unlike someone in the room.”

“Is Sebastian Stan single?” You quirked your brow at him, “Well depending on how he answers this question…”

Sebastian chuckled and lightly rubbed the back of his neck, “Nope.”

“Is Sebastian Stan in endgame?” You pursed your lips in question and looked to your fiancé, “can we answer that?”

Sebastian looked to the ceiling in thought, “ummm….? I’m gonna say I can’t answer that just to be safe because I have no idea when this interview will be uploaded.

“Alright last one, is Sebastian Stan in the Martian?”

“I am.” You tossed the card behind you as Sebastian took the last one.

“Okay this is the last one about y/n. Who is y/n y/l/n?”

You cringed slightly, “ummm this? I don’t know that’s a very deep question.”

Sebastian stroked in chin in exaggerated thought, “yes let’s dive deep into who you are.” You rolled your eyes at him and gestured for him to move on, “Is y/n y/l/n nice?”

You looked dead into the camera and popped your p, “nope.”

“Is y/n y/l/n a twin?”

“No.” you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, “that’s funny that this came up actually because a lot of people ask me that. Maybe there’s someone out there who looks like me? I don’t know.”

“Is y/n y/l/n Canadian?”

“nope. Born and raised in Florida, that’s sweet that they thought I was Canadian though.”

“Is y/n y/l/n a natural y/h/c?”

“I am but due to the lots of hair dying due to my film roles, I usually will dye my hair back to this color so the transition is less obvious. So I guess there are times when this color is exaggerated but right now I’m all natural sooo.”

Sebastian groaned quietly as he was handed another card, “how many of these are there? Ooh this one is about the both of us.”

“Are Sebastian stan and y/n y/l/n dating?”

“yes.”

“Are Sebastian stan and y/n y/l/n happy?”

“aww how nice of them to ask. I’m happy.” You looked over to Sebastian, “are you happy?”

“very.” He leaned over to press a light kiss to your lips. “Are Sebastian stan and y/n y/l/n wedding?”

“are we wedding?” You laughed slightly, “uhhh yes eventually we will be wedding.”

“what are Sebastian stan and y/n y/l/n’s daughters’ names?”

Sebastian gave a curious glance to the card and then at you, “since when have we had daughters?”

You laid a hand on his knee softly, “I’ve been meaning to tell you.” You both started laughing as Sebastian shook his head.

“very funny.”

Your eyes widened as you accepted another card, “Another one? Okay let’s go fast. How old is Sebastian stan and y/n?”

“That’s bad grammar.”

You pointed into the camera, “and rude to ask a person’s age. What is the age difference between Sebastian stan and y/n?”

“not important.”

“what is going on with Sebastian stan and y/n?”

Sebastian huffed, “what is going on with us?”

You looked into the camera and shrugged, “if only we knew.”

Sebastian took the last card, “okay last one. How old are Sebastian and y/n?”

“Not important.”

“how many years apart are Sebastian and y/n?”

“not important.”

“how tall are Sebastian and y/n?”

“wow that is also just not important. He’s taller than me though, obviously.”

Sebastian tossed the card, “that’s it.”

“that’s it? We’re done. Awesome! Well thank you to everyone who googled stuff and may I recommend going outside once and a while?” Sebastian just laughed at you as the video ended.

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[rainbowchip2003]

“stop moving! i’m going to have to start counting all over again!”

prompt #86 for @viralwolf02 ! word count: 1094

sebastian and rachel were, as usual, walking around the mall with shopping bags in hand. this was seb’s first time at the mall in awhile, he spent five days in his hometown of ontario. it felt good to be back in jersey! they blew their lunch money on nonsense, they raided spencer’s and snuck into the back. 

(a.n.: if you know, you know)

although their break was coming to an end, they had just enough dough for one last store. as they walked around some more, sebastian felt his sweet tooth getting the best of him. he stopped dead in his tracks, and led rachel into the sugar high central that is poisonous novelties. 

not only was he craving sweets, but one of his many partners in crime, rikki, was at the counter today! that meant they both could slack off for longer than usual… until they get dragged back to work. rikki and cc were the only two employees in the shop, while bret and bobby were busy in the kitchen. and fittingly enough, rikki was at the counter facing the entrance!

“sebastian!!” rikki held his arms out wide for a bear hug.

“rikki!!” sebastian practically ran into his arms!

“oh my god, look who it is!!” cc, the brooklyn loudmouth, screamed. “rikki literally can’t live without you!”

“tommy and slash missed you sooo much, but i think i missed you the most!” rikki shook seb a little, and buried his face into his chest.

“i missed you too, bud.” sebastian rubbed his friend’s back.

“i’m… also here.” rachel sheepishly added.

“hey, rachel.” cc waved, not turning around from his register.

“what’s that?” sebastian pointed to a mysterious blob of cloth on the counter.

“we’re doing one of those jar game things where you have to guess what’s inside.” rikki picked up the jar on the counter. 

“you wanna play? it’s been here for, like, three days and no one’s gotten it right!” cc commented, as he disappeared into the kitchen.

“thanks, but we have to get back soon-” seb almost turned away, until...

“you get to keep whatever’s in here!” before he knew it, sebastian wasted no time rapid-firing every candy he could think of. 

“reese’s pieces?” rikki shook the jar a little to hint that he was wrong. if they were reese’s pieces, they would’ve made a rattling sound inside. “rachel, come over here and help me!”

“alright, could it be.... swedish fish?”

“guess again.”

“charleston chews?” sebastian asked.

“what are those?” for the record, poisonous novelties only sells old people candy for a limited time.

“i don’t know, but my grandpa says it's candy.” seb’s probably eaten every type of candy under the sun.

“those butter mints they give out at italian restaurants?”

“nope.”

“peach rings? it’s gotta be peach rings, right?” rikki shook his head no. “can i just…” sebastian leaned close into the jar, closed his eyes, and took as big of a sniff as he could. his nostrils were met with an artificial, almost diluted, fruity scent. his eyes shot open and whispered, “... lightning bugs.”

“ding, ding, ding!!” rikki cheered as he took off the washcloth. the gelatinous goodness waited for him in it’s jar. at the very top were the infamous tongs that made the lightning bugs glow.

“those are my favorite!!” the tiny baby gummy worms were practically stuck to the walls of the jar. 

“hold it!” sebastian reached for his prize, but rikki swatted his hand away. “you have to guess how many are in here.” at this point, rachel gave up entirely. 

“i’ll start small…” sebastian put a finger up to his chin. “twelve.”

“it’s a lot more than that.”

“794?” seb made random, wild guesses to get the lightning bugs as soon as possible.

“no.”

“ok, i think i got it: 8,675,309!”

“you know that can’t possibly be true.” sebastian was going to ask rachel for help, but he was sitting on the floor, probably texting luna.

“546?”

“close!”

“really?” the contestant’s eyes lit up like fireworks.

“no.”

“ok, process of elimination doesn’t work… so, i’ll solve this with quick maths!” this is coming from the man who was held back in math twice. sebastian started multiplying by fours. “four, eight, twelve… sixteen… eighteen- stop moving! i’m going to have to start counting all over again!”

“i’m not even moving!” 

“shoot, someone’s at the counter, isn’t there?” cc asked as he came back from the kitchen.

“i’ll take care of it.” rikki handed the jar over to cc, and got to ringing up the customer.

“thanks, baby.” cc mumbled.

“... what?”

“i said “thanks, you big stupid asshole”.” names that are typically crude double as terms of endearment for the poisonous novelties boys.

“you’re welcome, fat smelly bitch.”

“baz, we’ve been here for a while; you might as well give up-” rachel stood up and tried to drag sebastian outside.

“i’m not leaving without those lightning bugs!” sweets, especially gummies, are like crack to sebastian. 

“there you are!” the two turned around to find scotti waiting impatiently.

“holy shit, how long have you been standing there?!” asked rachel.

“long enough; snake’s looking for you bozos.” sebastian tried to come up with a plausible excuse.

“uhhh… tell him i have diarrhea, and rachel has to help me.” scotti’s nose crinkled in disgust.

“i’ll just say you fell off one of the kiddie rides and knocked yourself out.” sebastian and rachel get into so many schemes, that practically anything is believable.

“and that i’m driving him to the hospital!”

“sure!”

“look, i don’t want you to get in trouble, so i’ll give you one last guess.” cc tapped on the lid of the jar, “if you guess wrong, no lightning bugs for you!” sebastian leaned across the counter in deep thought. he looked at the jar, then back to the cc. another hard look at the jar, then to rachel, and back to cc again. sebastian must’ve been thinking for two solid minutes without saying a word.

“i’ve thought long and hard… 324 lightning bugs, final answer!” cc took out a piece of paper from his pocket, presumably having the answer on it.

“324… correct!!” he cheered as flung the piece of paper into the air. “it’s all yours, sebastian!”

“YEET!!” sebastian snatched the jar out of cc’s hands. the winner held it above his head, and ran out of the store screaming the lyrics to sweet victory. rachel gave a shrug before going after him.

“should he really be running with that glass?” rikki asked cc.

“he’ll be fine, it’s plastic.”

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