sebastian carrington

  Be kind to me, or treat me mean–                  I’ll make the most of it, I’m an EXTRAORDINARY machine.

[becauseiamgay]

You’re the one I want, you’re the one I need Baby, if I was a king, ah, you would be my king You’re the rock in my roll You’re good for my soul, it’s true I’m head over boots for you

Jon Pardi - Head Over Boots (via becauseiamgay)

[take-me-to-the-countryside]

[scbvsticn]

@sccrch

[scbvsticn]

sloanethebane:

Sloane was use to people eying the veins that interlaced with the different tattoos on her arms. She was in no way self conscious. She just got tired of the reaction people seemed to make. The person had been watching her for a while now and she huffed. “Take a fucking picture. It will last longer,”

“ Do people like yourself get off or feel better about yourself when you talk to other’s like that? Honestly, you’re not special because we can see you’re a mutant, if anything that makes you the opposite of special.” The male breathed out a heavy sigh, not meaning to come off so harsh but everything had him stressed out. 

[scbvsticn]

closed starter for @sccrch

When the explosion happened, Sebastian had been hiding out in the east wing of the compound, oblivious to what had happened initially. After all, in a place crawling with mutants, hearing bizarre and questioning noises wasn’t that odd, but then, the sound of stampeding footsteps and desperate cries echoed through the building, alerting him more and pulling him away from whatever book it was he’d buried himself into. 

“ Hey,” he reached out to someone running by, covered in debris, a frantic look on their face. “What’s going on?” But then, as the other started to explain, he tuned out the second explosion, injuries, death rang into his ear, an instant gulp and dreadful feeling forming in the back of his mind and without a single word to the other, he sprinted for the West Wing, searching every face he passed. 

Eventually, he made it to the scene, taken aback momentarily before he himself started searching through the mess of it all, tossing brick after brick, object after object. A distressed expression creeping over as he started mumbling incoherently to himself. 

“ Please don’t be dead, don’t be here, if you’re dead, I’ll find a way to bring you back so I can give you a stern talking to,” he breathed out, not listening to the sounds of others crying, the world around him simply going numb as the worst of thoughts entered his train of thought. 

“You’re not allowed to come back into my life, after years of me thinking you dead just TO DIE, that’s ridiculous, I haven’t even...this, no, that’s not allowed. I haven’t even, we haven’t, just NOPE, it’s not allowed, especially now that we can actually do things outside of this bloody compound.” Still ranting away to himself, he started digging more and more through the aftermath, not realizing how ridiculous he likely looked to anyone that was passing by. 

[helpersofroleplay]

Taron Egerton & Zoey Deutch Crackships, requested by anonymous and made by Nisa

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MOODBOARD 2/? - Wyatt & @scbvsticn

[daily-men]

Taron Egerton at the 71st British Academy Film Awards in London on February 18, 2018.

[scbvsticn]

sccrch:

Wyatt swallowed, chewing on his bottom lip. “Sebastian.” The boy spoke curtly, eyebrows knitted together in frustration. For once in his life, he had no words. The memory of being ripped from his father’s house, the look on his dad’s face …. made Wyatt’s expression darken. “Why? Wait, you know what, I don’t care WHY you did it. YOU STABBED ME IN THE BACK. I thought– I thought we were friends, Sebastian.”

A thousand emotions swirled around in the back of Sebastian’s mind, memories from that horrific day replaying in his mind. The nightmares suffered, the thoughts of what they were possibly doing to the other male having haunted him since the day he was swept away. “ I, what? You don’t actually,” shaking his head, the boy looked away, hand running through his now sweaty locks as he tugged on strands of hair with a growing frustration. It was times like this he was reminded how horrid his family was. “ I didn’t...” he insisted with a weak voice, glancing back with a pained expression. “ We are, were friends, I, you were my best friend, I would’ve never...that’s what they,” he paused, chewing on his bottom lip. Was there anything he could say that would be convincing enough? He didn’t want to turn this into a him moment, but for so long he’d FRETTED the worst of things had happened to Wyatt. 

“ I promise, I didn’t utter a word to them, that’s what they wanted you to believe, I’m so, so sorry...” his voice cracked, eyes watering as emotions got the better of him. “ I would’ve never.” All he wanted was to move in, step closer, to give him a hug, to be assured this moment was real but the look of absolute hatred on Wyatt’s face kept him in place, he didn’t want to make matters worse. 

[scbvsticn]

llttlebyrdie:

“Sounds kinky.” Chelsea stifled a laugh. “It looks like that was the point though.” She craned her neck to get a better look at the front cover, and her nose wrinkled immediately. “Did someone actually leave that lying around out here? Or do you have something you need to tell us, Sebastian?”

" But there's ways to be kinky and actually enjoy it, there’s far better places to tie someone up than a parking meter, that just sounds like a mess waiting to happen. But guess I shouldn’t knock something I haven’t tried out for myself, huh?” Sebastian couldn’t resist a small laugh from slipping out, eyes widening at the accusation. “ I do own a copy of the book back at home, but of the things I took with me, this is the last of thing I would scurry after to drag with me. I find them amusing, and well, admittedly when they first came out, I was very curious, but this copy belongs to some other sorry soul.” 

[scbvsticn]

atmosphcrical:

“That’s really weird.” Dimitri said, scrunching up his nose. “Why do you like that stuff? Or more like why are you reading it?” He asked. “Bored?” 

“ I wish I could say it’s the strangest thing I’ve read in this book, ” Sebastian smirked, unable to resist a loud laugh echoing against the walls. “ It’s amusing, puts me in a good mood and helps me forget all the shit happening ‘round here. It’s certainly not for intellectual purposes, just in need of a good laugh sometimes.” 

[scbvsticn]

mxmxir:

When he heard whispering of a Carrington boy around the compound, he had to seek him out. There wasn’t much he could do now that the Underground was in lock down so it’s was only fair to try to catch up with an old friend. Leaning against the wall in front of Sebastian, he listened intently to his theatrical reading. Once he was finished, he clapped his hands slowly.  “I left you for a year and now your reading a truly tragic book? Though, I would let you gently handcuff me to a parking meter anytime.” 

With injured mutants and cries about trusting few, Sebastian continued to maintain a low profile, not wanting to draw attention to himself. So, he resorted to reading horrible works of literature. It was amusing, and distracting enough that the world around him seem to be less shit. 

“ Not much else to do ‘round here, unless I want people to start accusing me of blowing the place up, not really keen on that though, should I be worried that you decide to return now though? ” the young male couldn’t help but slip out with a loud chuckle, he’d never think so low of the other to truly think him capable of something so horrific. “ Don’t tempt me, I’m sure there’s something that’ll do the trick around here. If not a parking meter, there’s always endless shelves of TRAGIC literature, if we can even call it that.”  

[starsandnines]

Dynasty characters: Steven Carrington

[scbvsticn]

Though he enjoyed the occasional book, Sebastian wasn’t known for reading much, but with the lock down, he couldn’t help but open the pages of a book that had piqued his interest over the past years. Call it morbid curiosity, or pure boredom, but the male was genuinely amused as he flipped through the pages, reaching out to the first person that walked by, “ CAN YOU believe this is actually a published book? Someone wrote this, and people buy this. Listen.” Clearing his throat dramatically with a loud cough, he poised himself in an upright position before reading out. 

“ He gently, handcuffed me to the parking meter. ‘ BYE ’. ”  

[scbvsticn]

xcourier:

”Tried it once, didn’t really take. Turns out it’s a lot harder to steal valuables when you announce yourself before hand.” The smile he flashed suggested it might have been a joke. It really wasn’t, but the attempt was there. He cast his gaze across the room, assessing the contents, before settling back on the occupant. “If you don’t have people already assuming that you’re up to no good, you, my friend, are leading your life all wrong.”

“ If you’re interested in valuables, I can list off a few families in the area that could use a decent robbing,” he couldn’t help the words from sliding off his tongue, though he was sure that given the way he held himself, it would seem Sebastian had a lot of valuables lying around, but most of his were in a place outside the compound. “ This is hardly the place to leave things lying around.” With a small shrug, he understood the other, and though didn’t judge, Sebastian couldn’t relate to stealing, it was never something he had to do. “ Oh plenty do, just not here. I prefer to keep a low profile, keeps people from giving a damn.” 

[scbvsticn]

sosophelia:

“Oh, so you’ve met Holden too? He’s a peach, right?” She grinned. “I kid, but I think they’re all scared.”

“ I think so, though can’t say he’s the only asshole ‘round, not to mention at least he has a decent one to gawk at, so you can at least tune out whatever he’s saying.” He chuckled. “ Scared? Don’t let them hear you say that, they might pull out the pitchforks on you.” 

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sccrch:

Wyatt was beginning to figure out his surroundings. It was strange, he actually felt free ever since they broke him out. He’d been here two, three days? – when he heard someone mention HIS name. The Carrington boy, they’d said. CARRINGTON. He couldn’t, could he?

He found out sooner rather than later, that the rumours were true. He was exploring the compound when he walked smack into another. “Shit, man, I’m sor-” As his eyes focused in on who he’d just knocked in to, his mouth fell open. “SEBASTIAN?”

@scbvsticn

Despite being there a couple years, off and on, Sebastian at times felt like an outsider. He enjoyed the people, and on most days, he didn’t mind having a vast amount of freedom. But he longed for the days when he lived a carefree, luxurious life at time, and unfortunately at times, he missed his family. They were toxic, horrid people, but at the end of the day, they had shaped him. Most of all, he missed his youngest sister, Winnie. 

Little did he ever expect, that his past life would find a way of catching up to him. He’d hoped, aside from the occasional shared message between him and Winnie, that he’d managed to escape it. The last thing he needed, was people in the compound unraveling some truths he preferred to keep hidden. 

Wandering the compound, searching for a distraction, anything to do while he WORRIED over the state of his sister, he jumped as his body collided with another, eyes widening in instant shock at the sight of who it was. Had he gone crazy? Were his eyes deceiving him or was Wyatt really standing before him? 

Stumbling back a couple steps, his cheeks flushed a dark red as his fingers fumbled about with whatever they could grasp onto. “ I, uh, WYATT?” Both thrilled and terrified as he faced them, Sebastian couldn’t help a million different thoughts from swirling ‘round in his mind. 

[scbvsticn]

why did you betray your best friend? and how do you feel now that he's HERE?

I didn’t betray my best friend, my family betrayed me, as always. i hope this can turn out to be a good thing, in all honesty and we’ll be able to work everything out, but i also understand if not, i’m just glad he’s no longer locked up…and hope he can find a way to be happiness, even if that happiness means me keeping my distance.