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cable-knit-sweater · 2 months
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I watched this interview of Sebastian where he talks about meeting some fans in Berlin back in 2015 when they were shooting Civil War. Apparently that was their last day in Berlin and Seb was done early so he had gone back to the hotel and Joe Russo texted him telling him that some fans had been waiting outside all day to meet him. And Seb being the sweet man that he is actually went out to meet them. Do you ever think about how Chris might have fallen for Seb when he heard about that
Hi!!
I love that moment - Sebastian is such a sweetheart 🥺🥰 And I love your question - I think a lot about it actually, when things happened and feelings developed.
I’m not sure if this specific moment is when it happened, but it just as well could be. We all know how the CW era was special for them- just look at my Civil War Press Honeymoon tag 😂
But I do think it’s one of the reasons. Maybe not that night, but just the fact that Sebastian is such a sweetheart to everyone. Chris has mentioned it enough times, and the way he says it, tells me a lot 🥺
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I have countless theories on how it could’ve happened during CA:TFA, CA:TWS, CA:CW, and even after.
But if this were the moment that it happened? Some thoughts below the cut.
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I think Chris would hear about what Seb had done, maybe from one of the Russo’s, maybe from Mackie, and when he hears it he just automatically grab his chest like he does whenever he talks about Sebastian like this. He’s not even sure why he does it, it’s just because it’s a big feeling and doing this makes it easier to process, when he can’t express things in words and just has to feel.
Chris doesn’t think anything of it, at first. He’s pretty sure he’s just feeling fond of Sebastian, like he often does. It’s hard not to, he thinks, with the way Sebastian is just so fucking sweet to everyone. It’s like watching a puppy. That’s all.
But then he talks to Sebastian the next day, and asks him about it as they’re hanging out before their flights. Sebastian ducks his head a little, and mumbles something about them waiting all day and it’s the least he could do, and the feeling returns in full force, almost punching the breath out of Chris. He just stares at Sebastian, takes all of him in, and the feeling doesn’t go away, it just burns right there under the surface, bright and warm and overwhelming.
He doesn’t say anything. Doesn’t know what to say.
“Do you think I shouldn’t have?” Sebastian asks, scrunching his nose adorably, when Chris stays silent.
He doesn’t ever want Sebastian to feel like he should act any different. “No, no, I think- I think it’s sweet, must’a meant the world to them,” he says, and if you’d ask him later, he wouldn’t really remember what he says next, if he says anything at all.
Chris’s brain is too busy trying to figure out what it all means to have any recollection of what’s said next. Thinking about what those feelings mean. It’s a lie. He knows what they mean, he’s just not sure he can wrap his head around it. They’ve been friends for so long now, working together on these 3 movies.
He won’t lie to himself and say he’s not thought Sebastian was attractive, or thought he was an incredible human being, but this is different. This is very different. And he doesn’t know what to do.
“Chris?” Sebastian asks, a hand on his shoulder. “You okay?”
“Huh?” Chris replies, blinking until Sebastian comes back into focus.
“You zoned out a little. And you keep touching your chest, are you okay, are you hurt?”
Chris blinks again. “I’m sorry, I’m fine, just thinking,” he says, giving Seb a dumb smile.
“That does sound like it would hurt,” Sebastian replies.
Chris chuckles, and pushes at Sebastian. “You asshole,” he says.
“I think I might be in love with you,” he thinks.
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So there it is lol, I seem incapable of giving normal lengthy answers to these questions 😂 Thanks again for your ask, and I hope you have a wonderful weekend! 💗
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saweetiebby · 30 days
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tysm for speaking up about this topic you mentioned on your blog: https://www.tumblr.com/saweetdoll/746500650859413504/yall-do-know-almost-all-of-the-aesthetics-yall
idk if it’s just me but i feel like we can’t enjoy certain aesthetics on the internet anymore without being accused of ‘copying’ someone?? 😭 nowadays people are arguing over aesthetics (especially pictures) and it’s just so baffling to see.. they truly take this ‘copying’ thing sooo seriously especially when you call yourself an ‘angel’ or ‘doll’, etc. they’ll still have it out for you!!
Because for some reason, they wanna try and brand themselves with an aesthetic that's already been around and that's literally for everyone. The pink thing been around since the 90s. Hell, the playboy bunnies started doing that shit. It's embarrassing really, cause the same girls that be like " oh I'm not a meanie " " I'm a sweet heart " " I'm a little dollie i can't do nothing but breathe and be pretty " and ones being ugly and dumb. But be barely vocal when things of REAL seriousness arise. That's why I move the way I do. I'm not your normal pink girl blog, because they're so fake it's ridiculous. That's why I always tell people to be their AUTHENTIC selves. Don't go following after these chicks, bruh. You'll hurt yourself.
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Every time one of your fics pop up I get so happy 💕💕💕
omg i don't know how i missed this! sorry i took so long to respond. thank you so much, this made me feel so, so good!! <3<3<3
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pamayapaya · 2 years
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Omg I'm glad I'm not the only one that thinks Danny should've ended up with Valerie and not the tube of Mayo that is Sam 🙄
It’s actually crazy bc I know I definitely watched and loved Danny Phantom as a kid but I also had no actual coherent memories of it for the longest time
so I finally rewatched it a few years back and I was so confused on how I thought I shipped Danny and Sam (bc everyone else did) when Valerie was RIGHT THERE
Like they really had all the chemistry and such an interesting dynamic of being rivals who hide their “superhero” identities from each other not to mention all the parallels between them
I am,, forever bitter that we got stuck with Danny and Sam instead
And I’m lowkey planning on AT LEAST outlining and drafting a fic where I rewrite the series ending so they can be together
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hey!! this is probably super random but why is ur jabed tag also "five gnomes"? is that a reference to the ship?? bc if thats a new ship name i love it, its kinda like how jeffbritta shippers started calling it redstreet as a reference of them
hello!! so it's actually because for a while there were a few of us all writing a ton of jabed fics, and, as michelle so eloquently put it: "the joke was that the jabed tag has doubled in two weeks which makes it seem like a growing fandom, but in reality it's just five gnomes in a trenchcoat posting fic"
idk if that helps, but... there you go 😂
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cer-rata · 2 months
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I don't think I'm ever going to get over the missed comedic potential of giving Damian a wizard friend with unexplained animal claws who is a lil stupid and has almost the same backstory as him but is somehow much more of a sappy disaster. I need you to imagine subjecting Constantine to them for an issue. This shit writes itself.
(Also justice for Maya she could easily carry her own mini)
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mayakern · 7 months
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punkin sk irt. … 🎃
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fakecats · 2 months
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you don't have to fight alone anymore
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sergle · 7 days
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I am litcherally foaming at the mouth over that tomato skirt design. How is every single one of your skirt designs a banger
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YOU ARE SO NICE... i'm glad you like the cherry maters!!!! i'm super fucking gassed up for the skirt to launch!
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helpwhatsthis · 1 year
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could I request smut of best friend Robin coming across photos of reader and Eddie sending one another nudes 😱 then later on reader and Robin sext?
eddies girl- r.b./e.m
thank you sm for requesting babes!
I changed it bc I am very picky abt my modern aus, but there are definitely still nudes and this is way better than sexting.
ignore the use of time period inaccurate toys!
disclaimer that there are no relations between eddie and robin! (if anyone tries to argue with me about robins sexuality, prepare to have a molotov cocktail thrown in your window ♡)
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robin had know she was fucked from the moment she saw you punch a russian in the face during summer of 85'.
she'd known she was even more fucked the moment she pulled open eddies nightstand in search of a song to save nancy.
before she could even move her eyes to the contents of the drawer, eddie had started screaming and running toward her. the tapes were forgotten from both of her hands when she gazed down to see god knows how many photos of one of her best friends in such... compromising positions.
if it hadn't been for steves screams to hurry up, and eddies pointed yet still terrified stare- she thinks she would have laughed from the shock of it all. because if she was a little more perverted (and a lot less rushed) it would have been like striking gold to her.
she can't deny to herself how many times she'd thought about the small glimpse she'd had. once everyone was safe, and eddie and max had been released from the hospital, it was all she had thought about for days. she'd barely left her room. every time her eyes closed, she saw it. saw you. tied up to your headboard, eddies hellfire shirt bunched up over your tits, and his hands pressing on your stomach. your head thrown back in ecstacy.
and with the sight came the questions. would you ever, in a million years or another lifetime let her touch you like that? what would you sound like? do want to fuck eddie as much as he talks about wanting to fuck you?
now her thighs are clenching together in the dusk surrounding the lake. she feels like a preteen boy, about to blow her load in her jeans while you moan along with joan jett to cherry bomb.
how could she not? your eyes are glassy and bloodshot, smoke falling from your nose. your black bathing suit leaves nothing of your body shape to the imagination. but most of all, even in the low light she can see the dark hickies on your skin.
"she's so fucking perfect, isn't she?" eddie muses softly, his knee bumping her own. guilt immediately fills her being when she looks back at him. even though his skin is covered in harsh scars, and there's a fear lurking in his eyes, he smiles as he watches you.
he loves you.
and you love him.
"to the ends of the earth, teddy" you had whispered in the back of steves car while begging him to hang on.
"i- I mean yeah, sure-" she stumbles on her words, sure shes been caught staring for too long.
"cool it, buckley." he smirks, turning his gaze to her. "I know you want to fuck my girlfriend, there's no reason to freak out."
"I don't!" she blurts, probably a little too loudly when you and steve turn back to look at her.
"shut up rob," he laughs, smacking her shoulder. "I know you have a shitty sleep schedule, and you have work tomorrow. so me and the succubus are gonna head home."
"dick" you grit, reaching up to slap his ass harshly as he stands.
why the fuck is he covering for her right now?
she's seen how possessive eddie can get, even before his escapades in an alternate dimension. since then, they'd only increased tenfold.
"we'll finish this conversation later." he murmurs, leaning down and feigning a kiss goodbye on the top of her head.
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"-and she's lovin' him with that body, I just know it. and he's holding her in his arms late-late at night-"
robin groans, throwing her head back against the headrest of steves passenger seat. "alright, sorry springfield. I can't handle you tonight."
she reaches to turn down the radio, causing steve to fake a moan of agony.
"shit, robin. is this y/n. again?" he asks, glancing at her pitifully.
"yes, again." she snaps. "it's like she knows exactly how to work her way into the most minute crevices of my brain" she explains exaggeratedly with her hands.
much to her annoyance, steve just chuckles.
"and eddie knows-" she looks at him, finally allowing her fear to show through. she knows that some point, eddie had threatened a guy within an inch of his life, all because he heard from someone who heard from someone else that the guy had a crush on you.
she did not feel like having eddie threaten to put a pipe bomb in her mailbox. or whatever deranged shit came out of his mouth.
"and how would he know?" steve asks skeptically.
because all I do is stare at her boobs,
or because I stole one of her shirts,
maybe even because sometimes I wake myself up moaning her name in my sleep.
"I don't know." she lies. straight through fucking teeth. "but he told me he knows."
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"alright, I'll be back in a few." you huff, grabbing eddies keys so that you could pick up steve and some take out. "love you, bubba" you hum, pressing a short kiss to eddies lips that makes robin painfully aware of being the third wheel.
"love you too." he smiles blissfully as he watches you walk out the door. it takes less than a second for him to turn back to her, cheshire grin upturning his lips. "let's get down to business-"
he wiggles his brows at her, causing her to roll her eyes. "and what would that be, edward?" she snaps, looking anywhere but his face. she knows that if she looks at him too long, she'll become a sobbing, apologizing mess.
"well, all three of us are off thursday." he shrugs. "and wayne is going out with some fishing buddies-" he smirks, biting his lip as he leans toward her.
"that means y/n and I are gonna have that new, big nda money house all to ourselves... unless of course you wanna come over?"
and she can see it vividly now, playing behind her eyelids. she's not stupid. she nows eddie fucked you on every surface of the new place after you'd bought it with your hush money.
it's a nice place, a really nice place actually. it's no harrington mansion, but you have eddie have a big plush bed on the second floor.
she wonders what it'd be like, to fuck you the king size bed you share with your boyfriend.
"and what would happen if I did come over?" she bites the bullet, looking skeptically at eddie. she almost wishes she hadn't when she sees the victorious look on eddies face.
"well y'know, it's not like I've put too much thought to it-" he laughs, eyes lost in thought as he absent-mindedly picks at the couch. "but you probably come in and find her tied to one of the kitchen chairs, wand buzzing against her puffy clit and begging someone to fill her up."
and she can almost hear it then, the loud buzzing and your whines for him.
no, for her.
"and of course I'd be mean, tell her no. and you'd get to play the hero, making her cum over and over on your pink cock."
there's a burning in her stomach, and she almost cries out when she clenches her thighs.
"god robin, she gets so wet for you. I make her tell me about how she wants your fingers inside and your tits in her face when im fucking her."
and she can't suppress it then, a soft moan pulling from her throat. she pulls her knees under her chin, peering up at him through teary eyes. he smiles, almost warmly as he claps a hand on her shoulder.
"so come over, or don't. s'up to you darlin'."
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her hands are shakey as she reaches to close the mirror on the visor, letting out a huff of anxiety.
"you're really gonna do this?" steve ask, pulling her out of her thoughts.
"I guess so, and if it's horrible I'll call you when you're on break and make you come pick me up." she shrugs, looking back out the window.
"It's not gonna be horrible, rob." steve states, even though he knows very well that his is definitely out of her comfort zone.
she's so lost in her own head that she barely notices when he stops the car in the driveway.
"oh god-" she murmurs softly, gazing at the front door.
"It's just eddie and y/n, you'll be okay." he promises, reaching out a squeezing her hand.
the walk to the door feels endless on her trembling legs. she almost can bring herself to knock when she finally reaches it. but she does.
"It's open!" she hears eddie call from inside.
before she even has the door all the way open, she hears you cry out.
"eddie, please." you beg, hands fisting your binds and hips trying to wiggle away from the vibrations. it's a fruitless effort, only adding stimulation to your swollen cunt.
your beautiful. it's a simple thought, and the first thing that occurs to her as she stares into the the living room.
she thinks that eddie must have the self control of a god, being able to write nerd shit in his notebook while you're tied up and jerking around like that right in front of him.
"god eddie, please make it stop." you pant, body slumping and pushing your clit into the toy harder.
he only smiles, reaching out and turning it up a setting. you practically scream, head falling back and making her knees feel weak.
"come torture her a bit, buckley." he smiles at her. "lose the clothes on the way." he hums, going back to his notebook.
and she's waited so long to see you like this that she obeys without a second thought, striping down to her underwear and sitting beside him on the couch.
from here, she can see all of you. you're chest is heaving so hard it makes your tits bounce. there's visible tremors running through your belly. and your cunt, fuck. it's leaking everywhere and your puffy clit is twitching against the head of the wand.
"r-robin-" you choke, voice broken. "please make it stop?" you you beg, tear filled eyes pleading at her.
"oh y/n." she hums, reaching out to wipe the tear tracks from your cheeks. you push into her touch, and jerk a second later when eddie flicks the handle of the wand.
"make her cum." he says, relaxing back into the couch with his arms behind his head.
"how?" she asks, not able to tear her gaze from your clenching hole.
he sits up wordlessly, reaching for the clasp of her bra. he stops, eyes asking for permission. she nods, and seconds later the material is falling from her chest.
the sound you make is strangled, wanting nothing more than to feel the hard buds of her nipples against your tongue.
"do whatever feels right?" eddie shrugs.
and so she does, standing from the couch and pulling down her panties. your whining, body keening toward hers as you watch her undress.
she can help herself, hands caressing your face and she guides it so that your chin rests on her sternum.
it almost feel natural as she moves her hands to the sides of her breasts, pushing them and effectively smashing you between them.
and she giggles, fucking giggles, as you sob into her skin.
"can I kiss her?" she asks shyly, looking over her shoulder at eddie.
"you can do whatever the fuck you want to her, robin" he grins.
the next thing you know, her mouth is on yours, her tongue running along yours. you don't even notice her moving, so consumed by her mouth. she drops on your lap, folds warm and wet against your legs as her hand wraps around your neck.
"f-fuck" you cry into her mouth when she squeezes slightly.
and then she's in a daze, hips rocking against your mound and causing you to thrust into the vibe.
you take her tit into your mouth, nearly biting at her nipple and making her moan.
"oh fuck, that's it y/n" she gasps, hands tugging your hairs.
"go on and cum for her, baby." eddie encourages, reaching out and squeezing you knee.
it's euphoria as you let go. cunt clenching and feeling your pulse everywhere. your deaf to your owns screams of pleasure, deaf to both of their praising words. it's just wave after wave of bliss.
when you come to, the wand is clicked off. your head is resting on robins shoulder and her hands are rubbing soothing circles on your back.
"come on, princess. buckley isn't done with you yet." he hums, beginning to untie you.
"your getting payback for that teasing." you threaten, making robin laugh.
"oh yeah, and how is that?" he smirks.
"when is steves next day off?" you smile devilishly up at robin.
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frogs-in3-hills · 1 year
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i just think. they’d be friends. to the four of you who care
[Image ID: A digital illustration of Maya Fey from Ace Attorney and Donatello from the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2003 cartoon, standing next to each other in a side hug. They are both grinning happily and throwing peace signs. The art style is pixellated with flat colors. End ID.]
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cable-knit-sweater · 2 months
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Any ideas on how Chris would react to Seb winning the Silver Bear and how proud he would be?
Hiii!! I hadn’t even thought about this before you sent this ask, but then I started thinking about it…and I definitely have some ideas, so thank you SO much for asking!!! 💗
It got a little longer than planned lol so read more below the cut!
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I just imagine Sebastian not being able to talk to Chris right after winning, even if the thought buzzes in the back of his brain while he does everything he has to - take the official photos, talk to the press, get back to his seat in time for the other awards being presented and the final group photo. He wants to duck out a couple of times after the ceremony is done, but there’s networking, everyone wanting to congratulate him, and he thinks he’s not stopped smiling or blushing ever since he got that award, but still something is missing.
Because as incredible as all of it is, he wants to share it with Chris. He so, so desperately wants him to be there, but it was just impossible, so a phone call is the next best thing, and he can’t wait for 5 minutes alone to talk to Chris.
When it finally happens, Sebastian’s had a drink or two at the official post-awards reception, and he’s getting a little buzzed, maybe more so from all the attention than the alcohol, he’s not sure.
His phone rings, and it’s Chris, and his face automatically lights up, so he makes his excuses and ducks into an empty hallway to take the call.
Chris knows how these things go, so that’s why he hasn’t called yet - he knows Sebastian will have to network and be busy and he doesn’t want to interrupt the moment, wants his baby to enjoy all of the attention he so rightly deserves, but at some point he’s just picking up his phone every 5 minutes because he watched the livestream and the moment Seb finished his speech, his fingers have been itching to call him, his heart has been aching to talk to him.
When he finally can’t take it any longer, he calls him, and he can tell by the tone of Sebastian’s voice that he’s so happy, can hear the smile on his face and that he’s a little buzzed, and Chris can only smile in return until his cheeks hurt, even if Sebastian can’t see him.
“Chris!!! You called!!”
“Baby,” he breathes, “of course I was gonna call, I’m so- I’m so fucking proud of you, you’re incredible, of course I was gonna call, had to sit on my hands for like an hour,” he says, softly laughing at himself.
“Yeah?” Sebastian replies, and it’s a little softer, a little pleased.
“Yeah,” Chris laughs, “I watched it, and even if we knew, it’s- it’s so fucking special, and you deserve it so, so much. To see you up on that stage…and your speech sweetheart. God, I don’t know how-“ his voice breaks a little then, and he curses himself internally. He already shed a few tears when he saw Sebastian up on that stage, when he heard the speech, just so moved by all of it. Wanting to be there to pick Sebastian up and run away with him and litter his body in kisses. Press words of praise into his skin with his lips.
“You’re amazing, you know that? I mean, I know that, but still, every time you manage to surprise me. The thing about letting them teach you, I just- you’re just the most wonderful fucking human being, and god, I love you so much, and I’m so, so proud of you.” He’s starting to ramble now, he can’t help it, he’s just overwhelmed with all these feelings, wants Sebastian to know how proud he is. “A SILVER fucking BEAR, baby!!!”
“I- I just said what came to mind,” Sebastian chuckles, “I can’t even remember what I said? It’s all just- it’s a lot, but Chris, it’s Berlinale, and the actors that’ve won this before me…I don’t even know…It’s good for the movie, so I’m happy about it, but it’s so, so strange?”
“If that’s you saying you don’t think you deserve it, we’re gonna have a fight,” Chris admonishes, “because I don’t know anyone who could possibly be more deserving. You’ve worked so fucking hard baby, and you’re incredible in this, and people are finally opening their fucking eyes and seeing it!!”
“You really feel strongly about it, huh?” Sebastian says, laughing softly.
“Yes I do,” Chris replies. “Gonna show you how strongly I feel about it the moment you get back here.”
“Oh yeah?” Sebastian’s trying to sound casual about it, but Chris knows his interest is peaked by the little breath he lets out on the last word.
“Yeah,” Chris says, smirking a little. “Gonna put that little statue on the mantel, and then bend you over the co-“
“CHRIS!!” Sebastian hisses, “I’m in public, you can’t-“
“I definitely can. Just because you can’t say anything, doesn’t mean I can’t tell you how I’m planning to eat you out until you cry and-“
“I’m gonna hang up now,” Sebastian says, but his voice is high and giggly, unable to hide how affected he is by all of it.
“You should, you should go out and celebrate,” Chris breathes, even if the last thing he wants is to stop talking to Sebastian. “Please enjoy it, alright sweetheart? You’ve been working towards this, and it’s only the beginning, I know it is, but you have to celebrate it. It’s such a special moment.”
Sebastian sighs. “I just wish you were here to celebrate with me.”
Chris can’t hold back a sigh of his own. “Me too baby. But I’ll see you in two days and we can celebrate proper, huh? How’s that sound?”
He can hear the smile back on Sebastian’s face. “Yeah, I’d love that.”
“Okay. Now go off and be incredible and have fun.”
Sebastian giggles. “Okay. I’ll try.”
“Good. Thank you, baby.”
“Love you,” Sebastian replies.
“Hey Seb?” Chris asks, before he can hang up. “Have I told you how fucking proud of you I am? And how much I love you?”
“Yeah,” Sebastian breathes, “every single day.”
Chris will keep doing it, too. Every single day. It’s only what he deserves.
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saweetiebby · 4 months
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Am I the only one that thinks lucy would've been a better suitable partner for gray than juvia?
No, baby. You aren't the only one. Juvia violated that dude's boundaries until he felt like he couldn't do better. And I always stand on that. Natsu is dense as fuck, I felt like Gray and Lucy are so much more better.
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🤡 and 🍦 please! I love you! You're awesome!
(Mer! I love you too!!)
🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh? The first one I thought of was this exchange from my Discord fic:
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Chocolate Thunder What the hell?
Baby Girl <3 rossi, honey, do you think you’re typing into google right now?
🍦 What's the sweetest fic you've created so far? Honestly, probably you don't have to be sorry for doing it on your own. I don't write a lot of ship fics so I don't know if I have many really sweet moments, but I feel like this one has a lot of very sweet ralvez stuff!!
Thank you!!
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mayasdeluca · 10 months
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If you could choose any partner in Grey’s Anatomy or Station 19, who would you choose and why?
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3, 4, 13 for the writer asks <3
3. what fic are you emotionally attached to?
it's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing (criminal minds), Intro to Emotional Regulation (community), and Quarantine and Unexpected Recurrence (community). three mental hospital fics that are very personal!
4. what fic of your own do you read for comfort?
you're never gonna be like anyone and that's okay (criminal minds), Remedial Support Systems (community), Basic Modern Asexuality (community) , and what you share with the world is what it keeps of you (criminal minds)
13. do you take pride in your writing, or does it embarrass you? why?
i take pride in it! i write what i want to read, and i'm proud of what i write. also i have gotten amazing feedback from people saying my writing has helped them which is pretty much the best feeling ever. i know there are people out there who look down on fanfiction but i'm not one of them and i'm not friends with any of them. my husband and my best friend and my mom and my aunts all know i write fanfic and most of them have even read some of my stuff. my therapist knows i write and she thinks its a great coping skill. so. i'm definitely not embarrassed about it.
thank you!
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