Just Your Regular Guy

Sebastian Stevens || 18 || Ravenclaw || Beater Off the pitch, I'm really laid back: like, nothing really fazes me too much. But on the pitch, I do get emotional and a little carried away. However, I started playing when I was 17 to have fun with my teammates, and that never stopped. Life is too short to be miserable.

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aurelianoxacosta:

“I’m staying over break, actually. Too many things to write, not enough time to get it all done. Are you going home?”

“Makes sense. I however can’t opt out of the mandatory festivities and so on. Un-perks of having two younger siblings, you could say.”

“Honestly, though, I really regret having to miss out on the holiday parties here.”

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cadencerichmond:

“Literally the only good part about Christmas is that I have a show and I get free spiked eggnog for the whole break.”

“You really need to get your Christmas-mood on, seriously. How else am I to take all of my little sister’s singing 24/7?”

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rosalynmaddock:

“You,” Lyn said pointedly, giving Seb a stern look before lightening up and cracking a smile. “Don’t leave like that again!” It was a light hearted chastising, yet there was a little bit of genuine concern behind it. Since she’d started as captain far too many people had come and gone from the team or been injured, and it was worrisome. 

He turned around, confusion plain on his face at Lyn’s stern voice. He’d recognize this voice anywhere as he had heard it one too many times to be able to forget it. But why was she angry with him? Likely it was because he had gone home without telling anyone but the Head and so she worried about him. “Look, Lyn, I...”, he began but paused when he saw her smile. “Sorry”, he said with a somewhat awkward smile, running his fingers through his hair. “Family missed me so I had to go. How are you? Anything new?”

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arie-slavkov:

Arie was going from anxious and worried, to annoyed and angry. He seriously didn’t want to know what had happened to her the past few months? “I suppose we were. Huh doubt it.” She muttered under her breathe. Arie folded her arms unsure of where to put them. “So…how have you been?” Arie asked looking around avoiding his eye.

He yet again found himself raising an eyebrow at her out-of-character antics. Last time he checked, Arie was just as playful and laid-back as him so what had caused that? Meh, maybe she was having a shitty day, he decided and thus dismissed the question from his mind. “I’ve been good”, he responded or rather blurted out immediately as it was long ago beaten into him as the proper response. “Caught up with family and all. You?” Merlin, why wouldn’t she look him in the eyes?

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thechloelane:

“Teammate was probably the only true word in that sentence.”

“I’ll tell you what, let me practice my charm on you and you can tell me all about whatever you wanted to say.

“Ouch. That shattering sound was my heart breaking, Chloe.”

“Meh, practise away for all I care. Just fill me in on what I missed while I was away, deal?”

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arie-slavkov:

“Yeah….shit happens” Arie stood there feeling her heart begin to beat faster and faster, as her hands began to shake. Since the incident Arie had been trying to avoid Seb. He was the whole reason she was in this mess. Well that wasn’t entirely true. Alcohol, a one night stand, and six weeks later here they were. How could he act like this was nothing? Like she hadn’t been gone for 2 months and he wasn’t even batting a eyelash. She didn’t know why she was surprised, it was just as she has expected. He didn’t care. And why should he. 

“I guess it’ll be easier for Hufflepuff to beat us now that Slytherin is down a Beater.” She tried to make it sound joking but it sounded more accusing than anything. Her heart began to thump to the sound of her breathing, and it wouldn’t have been so bad if her hands weren’t sweating like an adolescent boy out on his first date. 

He raised an eyebrow at her, wondering for a moment if the stress on the word was deliberate or if he had actually not heard right. Surely it was the latter - she had no reason to be upset or anything from what he knew. Then again this information was pretty outdated - two months old at best as this was how long he himself had been gone. Then again, a lot could happen in two months, of course, but he was never the type to assume something bad or anything at all, really. Living with an adult bully kind of resulted in that “live for the moment” attitude or at least in his case it did.

Okay, so why was her tone off on that joke? Seriously, he really needed to unwind a little bit after all that stress of having to be the adult in the home while dodging his dad as much as possible. Yeah, that was it and he definitely needed to get absolutely drunk with Thomas to fix the matter. Well, all in due time, he thought, shrugging his shoulders with an unfaultering smile. “I doubt that. You guys were really strong the first time round.” He fell silent for a second, thinking and the added “Besides, you’ll be back on the team in no time. They’d be diots not to let you and Slytherin have to be cunning and all.”

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thechloelane:

“Unless you want to help me practice the tickling charm, I don’t have time for it.”

“Not even for a dearly beloved teammate? I am offended.”

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arie-slavkov:

Reserve beater? Perfect!

“What? Well, y’know, maybe they’re mistaken. Shit happens. It should be fixed soon.”

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“Whoa, whoa! I go away for a couple of weeks and I come back to... whatever has happened here?”, he asked in his usual nonchalant tone, the cheerful smile on his face being nothing but a mask to conceal his frustration. His idiot of a father had managed to crash their car, sending his mother into hospital so naturally, Seb was the only available adult to look after his little brothers even though the jerk of a man had managed to get away without so much as a scratch. At least things had calmed down now.

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[Reserved for Briar]

[jeffreyshaw]

“Good fucking luck today, you bloody bastard.”

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“Erm, thanks, I guess... Unless, that was an insult?”

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Nervous? What’s that? // Sebastian & Alice

The game was going to start soon, he could tell by the way Lynn was trying to reign the team in with more rigour than the average practise. They stood a fair chance at winning this time, really, and he had actually gone to bed on time the previous night to make that chance bigger... more or less on time but definitely more on time than usual. As a result, it had only taken a single cup of coffee to wake him up this morning even if he was among the last to arrive in the tent.

But as soon as he had walked in, the atmosphere had started to feel nearly suffocating. The place was packed with people wishing them luck and everyone was too nervous for his liking so he did the most reasonable thing that came to mind - headed for the other exit of it and had sat down next to it, part of his gear getting a bit wet but he didn’t really mind. That was when he noticed somebody standing behind his back. “Oh, hello, dear personal alcohol smuggler”, he said, smiling at Alice as soon as his eyes landed on her. “Enjoying the rainy weather?”

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Glorious, Glorious Rainy Day // Sebastian & Colette

It was already past ten o’clock when Sebastian had finally made his way down to the main hall to eat whatever was left for breakfast. Honestly, he wasn’t nervous about the game - the scouts would not notice him unless he broke somebody’s bones again, which truth be told was highly possible, but oh well. And even if they did notice him, he wasn’t entirely sure professional spot and the discipline it called for was up to his abilities to fight against his ingrained laziness.

But there were perks of being late - all the younger students were out the hall when he sauntered inside so it was pretty quiet and to his luck, the coffee was still there - just enough for one cup, he noted, pouring himself the reminder of it. A bit cold but still strong, he noted, touching his lips to the brown liquid. Could he drink it outside? Well, no one to stop him so it was as good as done.

As he walked outside, he saw a familiar presence sitting in the courtyard and went to start a little chat. “Good morning. Is today a nice or a mean day?”, he asked in his usual joking tone as he plopped next to Colette.

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Moderately Irresponsible || Rosalyn & Sebastian

Game day today, which was good because maybe, just maybe Lyn wouldn’t be too mad at him for choosing to sleep in instead of coming to run with her. Honestly, they had agreed it was only up until the game and he had stuck to his promise... more or less. Regardless, he needed that sleep for concentration and overall game-related purposes or so he’d claim if she brough it up so hopefully, she’d believe him it was not solely his love for sleep that drove him to wake up at 11.30 this morning, paired with his staying up until nearly three o’clock the previous night. Maybe she didn’t know the latter yet? Oh well, surely she wouldn’t be too mad.

Cautiously, he walked down to the pitch, praying it was not too late to practise with the team because, honestly, he had zero notion what time it was. But it couldn’t have been later than one pm, right? Now when had Lyn told them to be at the pitch for a quick practise... He gave up on trying to remember, running his fingers through his hair. He really ought to pay more attention to that sort of things but just then he caught a glimpse of brown hair. “Hey there!”, he greeted on the off-chance it might actually be Lyn.

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[Reserved for Briar]

“Erm, come again?”, he asked, turning to Briar, who had just spoken to him in a rather unusual tone or so Seb had felt at least.

[jeffreyshaw]

“So, I guess the adoption papers went through or something. Guess I’m Briar Woodcroft Clark now. That sounds kind of pretentious.” 

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“Well, it sounds okay to me. And congratulations, by the way. Does that mean you’re moving towns afte the year is done?”

[sangrercal]

“Piss off, I’m really not in the mood,” Rosalyn muttered without bothering to turn around. She was sitting down by the Black Lake with her backpack beside her, but she also had no interest whatsoever in doing homework. She was just in a bad mood and didn’t particularly want to talk to anyone.

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“Well, you didn’t show up to run with me this morning and I actually woke up on time so I thought i might go looking for you instead”, he offered with a small shrug, sliding his hands into his pockets as he kept his place behind her, his eyes lifting to the lake. “You okay?”, he asked casually, casting ehr a brief glance after a couple of moments in silence had passed. It was not like her to miss out on torturing him or... erm, getting him exercise early in the morning.

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Alice shrugged at the other person, barely lifting her head from it’s position on top of her text books. Sure, it wasn’t getting her essay written, but she’d been incredibly successful at napping so far. “I don’t think anyone’s sitting there any more, you can take it.” 

[seb-stevens-blog]

“Thanks, beautiful”, he said, casting her an amused look with a bit of a smile on his face as he settled into the chair. “You might be more comfortable if you added one more book on that pile though. You’ll cramp your neck”, he offered, picking a blue, leather-bound volume from the table and offering it to her.