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Ce sera notre petit secret • It will be our little secret • /sə sə.ʁa nɔtʁ pə.ti sə.kʁɛ/
sometimes i miss the simplicity of here, before everything went to shit.
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I’ve been wanting to do this for a while, and after thinking for over a week, I’ve decided it’s the best thing for me right now. I will be moving this blog, @msfcbray, @ssalvatcre and possibly @letsdropin to a private multimuse account.
My intention is to keep both Sebastian and Quinn as private muses on that blog, which means they will be there only for specific people/threads.
If you feel like you really appreciate our threads, and we have a plotted interaction, and you actually really want to keep going with our story, both in here and/or over on Quinn, or Stefan, you can hit me up through IM and I will give you the new url and we can simply keep it going there. Or if you find me and want to start over with new muses that’s fine too. But for God’s sake I ask you, do NOT feel like you have to to keep face, be polite, or something of the like. I will be much happier with honesty. No grudges. You don’t have to tell me anything. But if you do, I will be happy to keep developing our closed verses together, and perhaps building new ones with new muses.
I might come back here one day, due to my extreme love for Sebastian. Maybe soon, maybe not for a long time. I don’t know that yet. But this is what I need to do now, so I hope you can understand. Sorry for any inconveniences.
────────── announcement
I’ve been wanting to do this for a while, and after thinking for over a week, I’ve decided it’s the best thing for me right now. I will be moving this blog, @msfcbray, @ssalvatcre and possibly @letsdropin to a private multimuse account.
My intention is to keep both Sebastian and Quinn as private muses on that blog, which means they will be there only for specific people/threads.
If you feel like you really appreciate our threads, and we have a plotted interaction, and you actually really want to keep going with our story, both in here and/or over on Quinn, or Stefan, you can hit me up through IM and I will give you the new url and we can simply keep it going there. Or if you find me and want to start over with new muses that’s fine too. But for God’s sake I ask you, do NOT feel like you have to to keep face, be polite, or something of the like. I will be much happier with honesty. No grudges. You don’t have to tell me anything. But if you do, I will be happy to keep developing our closed verses together, and perhaps building new ones with new muses.
I might come back here one day, due to my extreme love for Sebastian. Maybe soon, maybe not for a long time. I don’t know that yet. But this is what I need to do now, so I hope you can understand. Sorry for any inconveniences.
────────── announcement
I’ve been wanting to do this for a while, and after thinking for over a week, I’ve decided it’s the best thing for me right now. I will be moving this blog, @msfcbray, @ssalvatcre and possibly @letsdropin to a private multimuse account.
My intention is to keep both Sebastian and Quinn as private muses on that blog, which means they will be there only for specific people/threads.
If you feel like you really appreciate our threads, and we have a plotted interaction, and you actually really want to keep going with our story, both in here and/or over on Quinn, or Stefan, you can hit me up through IM and I will give you the new url and we can simply keep it going there. Or if you find me and want to start over with new muses that’s fine too. But for God’s sake I ask you, do NOT feel like you have to to keep face, be polite, or something of the like. I will be much happier with honesty. No grudges. You don’t have to tell me anything. But if you do, I will be happy to keep developing our closed verses together, and perhaps building new ones with new muses.
I might come back here one day, due to my extreme love for Sebastian. Maybe soon, maybe not for a long time. I don’t know that yet. But this is what I need to do now, so I hope you can understand. Sorry for any inconveniences.
────────── announcement
I’ve been wanting to do this for a while, and after thinking for over a week, I’ve decided it’s the best thing for me right now. I will be moving this blog, @msfcbray, @ssalvatcre and possibly @letsdropin to a private multimuse account.
My intention is to keep both Sebastian and Quinn as private muses on that blog, which means they will be there only for specific people/threads.
If you feel like you really appreciate our threads, and we have a plotted interaction, and you actually really want to keep going with our story, both in here and/or over on Quinn, or Stefan, you can hit me up through IM and I will give you the new url and we can simply keep it going there. Or if you find me and want to start over with new muses that’s fine too. But for God’s sake I ask you, do NOT feel like you have to to keep face, be polite, or something of the like. I will be much happier with honesty. No grudges. You don’t have to tell me anything. But if you do, I will be happy to keep developing our closed verses together, and perhaps building new ones with new muses.
I might come back here one day, due to my extreme love for Sebastian. Maybe soon, maybe not for a long time. I don’t know that yet. But this is what I need to do now, so I hope you can understand. Sorry for any inconveniences.
────────── announcement
I’ve been wanting to do this for a while, and after thinking for over a week, I’ve decided it’s the best thing for me right now. I will be moving this blog, @msfcbray, @ssalvatcre and possibly @letsdropin to a private multimuse account.
My intention is to keep both Sebastian and Quinn as private muses on that blog, which means they will be there only for specific people/threads.
If you feel like you really appreciate our threads, and we have a plotted interaction, and you actually really want to keep going with our story, both in here and/or over on Quinn, or Stefan, you can hit me up through IM and I will give you the new url and we can simply keep it going there. Or if you find me and want to start over with new muses that’s fine too. But for God’s sake I ask you, do NOT feel like you have to to keep face, be polite, or something of the like. I will be much happier with honesty. No grudges. You don’t have to tell me anything. But if you do, I will be happy to keep developing our closed verses together, and perhaps building new ones with new muses.
I might come back here one day, due to my extreme love for Sebastian. Maybe soon, maybe not for a long time. I don’t know that yet. But this is what I need to do now, so I hope you can understand. Sorry for any inconveniences.
& s i r
Spencer pulled back from Sebastian’s lips. His lips ghosted over the plump pink ones that belonged to his brother as his hand curled in his hair. Spencer gave his locks a short tug and smirked when Sebastian whimpered with pleasure in return. “Strip me down and then I want you to do the same,” Spencer said to him lowly before taking his bottom lip between his teeth and pulling teasingly. Just having his brother under him like this sent a hopefulness through him. With this new spark of hope came confidence. He knew what he wanted from his sub and his sub would get what he needed. It all clicked for Spencer.
Sebastian’s eyes fluttered, open, and he stared dazed at his brother as he felt his lips brush over his own sensitive ones, making him whimper again with the added tug on his hair. He sighed then nodded, eagerly, moaning as Spencer bit on his lip, making his brain woozy. He had never felt this under someone else’s control, nor this safe. This comfortable in his own skin. He leaned up, pressing his lips to his brother’s, as his hands expertly popped his pants open. He tugged on them, pushing his fingers into his underwear as well, and let go of the kiss as he flipped them over, so he could take his pants off. He crawled back as he pulled them, taking them off, and then pushed them aside, before pushing fingers down his own underwear. Kneeling on the bed, he pushed them down, eyes glued to Spencer, then put them to join Spencer’s pants, before crawling back over his brother. Being completely naked in Spencer’s collar felt heavenly. He leaned down shyly for a kiss, then let himself lay on his back besides him, turning his head to look at his Dom and tightening his stomach as he felt a thrill in it.
& p a t r i c i a
For a while Patty had been afraid he was only around her out of convenience. Her presence brought forth a slow string of memories. She also had access to the police database which she’d been delving into to find out where he had gone missing. Was he only dropping by for information and a quick fix of memory access?
He chose to linger. Maybe she was the only connection to bridge between the last life he knew and the five blurry years he’d forgotten. Sometimes she would take him to stores or a weekend market they had frequented, but that was always with the known risk that the sights or sounds might bring back too many memories at once. She wished she could take every moment of the pain that came with remembering. Sometimes she would wrap him in her arms so tight that it hurt just to hold him together if a semester of law school or another chunk of time hit his mind with crippling accuracy.
Patty’s laugh was caught between their lips as he kissed her again. Right…this was definitely not dinner plans.
In the past it would have been easy to lose herself completely. She trusted him, maybe even foolishly, with all of her. But now…any touch or word could result in the wrong outcome. If she let her focus go she could hurt him. A single kiss in passing was safe, but they were playing with fire now.
Patty was far too selfish to push him away. It wasn’t just human affection, something she shut out after he disappeared, but the lifted ache that came with his closeness. She missed him. It was as simple and pure as that. Her arms wrapped around his neck when he pulled her close, enjoying the shared warmth of his body to hers. Heart to heart. She wove her fingers through his hair, eyes fluttering shut as she succumbed to the persuasion of his lips along the curve of her neck. Patty followed wherever his hands led, leaning close even when she was on the couch to hold his face gently between her fingertips. She’d built up a dam to keep out her emotions, but now the water crashed through it with the force of an ocean, swallowing her up and pulling her under.
“Seb…” Patty thought rationally for one single second and her mind latched onto it, “ - don’t feel like you have to - I don’t want to hurt you.”
He couldn’t deny it was partly that. Sebastian had always been selfish in nature. But that same selfishness also implied that he went to her because she made him feel good. The only thing that did lately, in that sea of broken memories, anguish, and patronizing words and looks from anyone else he talked to. Patty didn’t look at him like he was broken, despite her worrisome frown at times, and that was relieving after all those months of the opposite type of interaction with everyone he met.
He didn’t mind the pain so much anymore. He was exhausted, of course, but he’d learned that virtually not anything could help him keep himself from it. Avoiding her certainly wouldn’t stop the pain. And if anything, it was a chunk less of things to assault him. And a much better and more rewarding way to be in pain for, than getting some coffee downtown, or looking over law books, and criminal records. Besides, even if he wouldn’t admit it, having here THERE when ended did make things better. It was a relief to come out of whatever he’d been sunk into and find a known face that didn’t give him the creeps along with the sense of familiarity.
She laughed.
She laughed and he found since the first time he’d heard it again, that it was an incredible sound. Like silver raindrops or the first perfect notes to get his feet dancing. Her laugh made him want to dance. This was definitely dinner plans. Specially if he had his way as he intended to.
He’d had this insistent itch on his skin, for weeks, more and more, whenever he was around her lately. And it wasn’t until she’d allowed them to kiss harder than a peck on the lips, that he realized his body missed her. It was an odd realization. Memories or not, his body remembered, and even a he trailed down her neck, he could feel his mouth watering with anticipation. He was jut kissing down her collarbones when he heard her.
She sounded breathless and lightheaded and it made him smirk, as he raised green eyes at her. He lifted a hand and expertly tugged on her shirt, popping buttons open as he spoke. “Oh, I do, gorgeous.” He grunted low as he leaned to mouth lightly at the soft exposed skin of her breast, lips brushing on the edge of her bra. “Pretty sure I owe you.” He purred, just as he finished with her shirt and pushed it down her shoulders, pushing himself in as well to take her mouth again in a warm kiss.
He let his hands slip down her arms, tugging her in to slide her shirt off, smoothly, and laying her back just as swiftly. His hand coming up to cup her jaw as the other worked the clasp of her bra. He dipped his teeth on her bottom lip and gave her a heavy look as he broke apart from her. “Let me do this, Patricia.” He asked her, thumb brushing over her red lips, as he looked in her eyes. “...I bet you taste so good.”
Jess Keys, The Golden Girl