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SEBASTIAN BELLROSE, TWENTY-FOUR, STREET FIGHTER & WANNABE MUSICIAN.

[masterofallevils]

What are your favourite smells?

[sebiisms]

hunterbellrose.

THE MAIN EVENT of the evening had been shameless procrastination, unless lying on a small and unkempt bed while playing with his hair counted as a productive activity. skillful fingers braided and unbraided long tresses, a smile of pure contempt resting upon his lips while he a soft hum poured from them. this was the first time he’d given himself some time to let his wounds heal, he’d stolen enough money to get him through an entire week, or maybe even TWO if he didn’t get too carried away with the food ( the man likes to eat ). everything seemed at peace – at least until the sound of the door swinging open reached his ears. 

hunter rose from his resting place, a groan bursting from parted brims as a SHARP pain shot down his back, one of two broad hands immediately going to hold the spot that had reacted so strangely. “ah, you’re getting fuckin’ old, man,” he muttered to himself, stretching his limbs above his head before making his way to what he considered to be the living room. eyes sparked with delight when they landed on the other’s figure, arms opening wide while he moved towards him. “baby brother!” hunter exclaimed with immaculate JOY, peppering the other’s cheeks and face with smooches. however, the look of bliss that adorned his rough features soon vanished when he saw the state sebastian was in. “and what the fuck did you get yourself into now?” concern dripping from his voice, calloused hands grabbing onto the sides of the younger’s face while he scrutinized his injuries. 

          a discreet wince caused sebastian to screw his eyes shut --- whether from the pain in his  e v e r y w h e r e  or to shield himself from the inevitable worry in his older brother’s gaze, he wasn’t too sure. if there was one thing he HATED more than anything, it was that look ; the instant change between excitement & concern never ceased to make him feel like shit for dragging his ass all the way over here when it wasn’t necessary. he knew that hunter wouldn’t mind, & that he’d easily kick anyone’s ass if sebastian so much as pointed a finger, but he’d already given his brother enough reasons to stress over him. he never wanted to add another. 

          ❛ nothing, NOTHING, i just --- ❜ as much as his muscles protested against the action, sebastian raised his arms so that his fingers curled around hunter’s wrists, gently prying them away from his face as he sidestepped past the older man. ❛ i just got tossed around a little, it’s --- y’know, it’s no big deal. ❜ he brought the back of his hand up to rub his nose, not all that SURPRISED that it came back red. ❛ shit happens. ❜ his feet carried him towards hunter’s bathroom, like a second nature, turning the faucet on immediately so that warm water spewed from the pipe. the first washcloth that he could find was scrunched between his grip, before it was soaked enough to his liking & he could wipe his face CLEAN. he emerged a few moments later, not really feeling all that better --- but at least he knew he didn’t look half as bad. ❛ you don’t mind, do you ? you don’t have, like, company or a girl or whatever ? ‘cause if you do, i can leave, i just .... i don’t really feel like going HOME tonight. ❜

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[sebiisms]

lebeavs.

     CHARLIE found peace within the stars, and she found inspiration amongst them. Though in her opinion, it was a bit unfair that they got to be so far away from this place. Away from all the shit that was happening down on Earth. “ When I die, can you make sure my ashes get sent to space ? “ Charlie’s joking, but there i s an underlying serious question there. That’s what she wants done with her remains when she dies, cause if she can’t be with them while she’s alive, she better get to be with them in her death. The author offers Sebastian a wide smile, endearing laugh leaving her lips as she looks away and shakes her head the smallest bit. “ I am an author in the end. All I do is make up things, Sebby. “ Following him towards the door to their apartment, she stops to slip on her Nike flip flops and grab the keys to her truck, glancing up at him then. “ Got everything you wanna bring ? “ Charlie asks, though she’s sure there isn’t much he can really bring, they’re only going so far, and they’ll be back later. “ I haven’t slept with somebody in a long time, or something, it’s about time I got some action. And the stars ? Sounds like a perfect night to me. “ She figured bringing a jacket would be pointless, besides, she’ll just use Sebastian as her jacket if she needs one so desperately. “ I won’t. I steal the blankets… “ She stops mid-sentence, knowing that if she goes any further she’ll just dig herself a deeper hole since she steals the blanket every single time they sleep in the same bed.

          ❛ YEAH, sure --- i’ll just give nasa a ring & ask for a favor. y’know, they’re like my best buddies. i got them on speed dial & everything, so i’m positive that’ll all work out great, ❜ sebastian teases. he’d rather not think about the fact that charlie has him wrapped around her finger, & any request she’d make ( no matter how ridiculous ) would be DONE in an instant, so he settles for a joke instead. whether she was legitimately serious or not ; he wasn’t even sure of that. but he wouldn’t put it past her if she loved the stars so much. ❛ okay, you know what ? that wasn’t the point i was trying to make there ! ❜ he laughs, a light shake of his head following his words as he makes his way towards the entryway of their apartment. he looks behind him in a vague attempt to see if they’ve forgotten anything, but he isn’t sure that there’s anything they’d be able to forget in the first place --- it’s not like they’re really going anywhere --- so he nods. ❛ mhm. lead the way, princess. ❜ he props the door open with his hand so that charlie can easily walk through, making sure to lock up the place behind him as he follows closely behind. ❛ damn, alright then. i’ll try not to third wheel too much & interrupt your star time. i mean --- just pretend i’m not even there. ❜ he points accusingly at her as he slips into the passenger seat of charlie’s truck. ❛ exactly ! you can’t even lie to me, you know you hog every single fuckin’ blanket i have. which i don’t even understand, personally, because the amount of blanket needed to cover you is significantly smaller than the amount of blanket needed to cover me --- but WHATEVER. ❜

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// @ouiceleste. 

          if there was one thing that sebastian learned from his countless hours of movie watching, it was that he should never let his friends meddle in his personal life. NINE TIMES OUT OF TEN, the meddling was not only unappreciated, but unnecessary, & it always ended badly in some way, shape or form. but did his friends understand that concept ? not one bit. thus, they decided on their own accord that his love life was a little too lackluster for their tastes, & took it upon themselves to set him up for a blind date. against his will & despite all protests --- NO was not an acceptable answer, to sebastian’s disappointment. he thought that if he would be agreeing to this when he didn’t really want to, that they’d at least spare him the potential awkwardness & let him know something about the person that they set him up with. but nah, apparently he wasn’t even deserving of so much as that. the only information that they were willing to compromise was that it was a girl, & she was pretty, & that was all. the term BLIND date was taken to a whole new level as he walked into mocha that afternoon & had no fucking clue who the hell he was supposed to be meeting. but thankfully, the one good thing about mocha was that the possibility of him finding someone he knew was high --- his plan quickly dissolved into hanging out with someone he recognizes until he figures out who he’s actually supposed to be spending his time with. that, admittedly, wasn’t hard at all ; from the corner of his eye, he saw celeste lebeau taking up a table in the corner of the cafe & he made his way over without problem. ❛ hey, stranger, ❜ he let a chuckle slip past his lips. ❛ long time no see, eh ? ❜

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cheriex.

‘are you ready to order, miss?’ cherie’s concentration was so honed in on the anxious twiddling of her thumbs that she hadn’t begun to notice the waitress approaching for what seemed like the hundredth time since being seated. ❝ oh, uhm, ❞ cherie started, visibly startled by the waitress. ❝ i’m still waiting for someone. they’ll be here soon ❞ she managed to force a smile, but that didn’t stop the flash of pity that crossed the waitress’ features as she gave a nod and departed. the smile instantly faded as cherie’s eyes shot towards the door once more, a hand slippingly instinctively to the iphone resting on the table. the woman swiftly inserted the passcode and shot off a text reading ‘SOS BEING STOOD UP AT CHLOE’S’ before dropping the phone back onto the table. her thumbs resumed their twiddling, a deep sigh escaping the DJ’s lips.

          sebastian was conveniently only a few blocks away from chloe’s when his phone vibrated in his back pocket, the text from cherie being the first one to show up under his notifications. a small FROWN tugged at his lips, the mere thought of his friend seated all alone in a diner waiting for some asshole already making the decision for him, before he could properly respond with anything else other than ‘ be there in a bit. ’ thus, he abandoned whatever CHORE he came all that way for & detoured his steps towards chloe’s instead, the tiny bell above the door signalling his presence as he arrived. a quick scan of the space pointed cherie out immediately in the midst of others, & he approached the booth with a smile. ❛ hey, cher, ❜ he seated himself across from her, ❛ your afternoon date has officially arrived. FUCK the other one, sounds like a bitch anyway. ❜

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Cuddles & Platonic Touch Meme

[eurydiciies]

roleplaymemesmusings:

send a cuddles + a symbol or send touch plus a number

❋ Cuddling in bed.

✯ Cuddling on the couch.

☮ Your muse using my muse’s chest as a pillow.

☓ Resting against each other back to back.

✪ Cuddling on a recliner.

ø Tangling legs.

✒ Tangling legs while resting at opposite ends of the couch.

♪ Cuddling together for warmth.

✧ First time cuddling together.

ღ Your muse using my muse’s upper back as a pillow.

♮ Your muse using my muse’s lower back as a pillow.

❣ Your muse using my muse’s butt as a pillow.

♯ Our muses wake up in each others arms after accidentally falling asleep.

☺ Your muse uses my muse’s tummy as a pillow.

ッ  Your muses uses my muse’s lap as a pillow.

♡ Our muses rub their cheeks together.

♋ Your muse is the big spoon.

‡ Your muse is the little spoon.

✌ Our muses start to playfully wrestle and it devolves into cuddles.

❂ Your muse just had a nightmare and needs cuddles to fall asleep again.

✉ Giving neck nuzzles.

✆ Receiving neck nuzzles.

♭ Pillow fort cuddles.

✂ Eskimo kisses.

♬ Cuddles and kisses combo pack. 

Shoulder Clasp

Across the Shoulder hug

Hair Ruffle

Gentle headlock

Full body lean

Feet in lap

Head in lap

Hair petting

Ambush hug

Not so ambush hug

Pulling mine into their lap

Cheek kiss

Forehead kiss

Brushing hair out of mine’s face

Fixing shirt collar

Back scratches

Fixing a clothing tag

Tying shoes

Taking off shoes

Carrying while half asleep

Hand holding

Leaning their head on mine’s shoulder tiredly

Absently tracing patterns on the nearest exposed skin

Pushing glasses into place

Offering their drink

Offering their snack

Kissing the back of mine’s hand

Looping their arm around mine’s waist and leaning against mine’s back

Crawling into bed with

Using shoulder as a pillow

Pulling mine’s arm around their shoulder

Hair brushing

Brushing lint off of

Giving a foot massage

Giving a back massage

Giving a scalp massage

Rubbing circles on mine’s back

Sharing a secret smile

Booping the nose

Touching noses together

Resting foreheads together

Resting cheeks together

Sharing a blanket

Taking over mine’s seat while they’re in it

Poking with fingers/toes

Painting mine’s nails

Putting jewelry on mine

Doing mine’s hair

Pinkie promise

High five

Fist bump

Secret handshake

Hipcheck

Pulling mine into a dance

Initiate a tickle fight

[sebiisms]

Last time you cried and why?

honesty hour. 

          ❛ really sat down & CRIED was probably .... around may ? i was in the car with mason &, y’know, dropping him back off at my dad’s is always a fuck show. he didn’t wanna get in the car, started bawling his eyes out when i strapped him in & .... it’s just a mess, man. it’s kinda hard not to cry when your little brother’s telling you that bringing him back home is the WORST possible thing you ever could’ve done to him. ❜

[sebiisms]

ok i gotta hop off real quick to finish this project due tomorrow .. once n for all .. but i’ll hopefully be back when it’s done, feel free to send more stuff @ seb & beck !

[sebiisms]

do you find yourself to be more arrogant or humble?

honesty hour.

          ❛ DEPENDS. i mean, sometimes i’m arrogant as all fuck, ‘cause i’m confident about a certain aspect of myself & that’s just who i am, i suppose. but other times i’m .... not, to say the least. i don’t know --- it’s kinda situational thing. ❜

[sebiisms]

hmu when you're free & let's go for the threesome, seb. -not elle

honesty hour.

          ❛ if that threesome is on your agenda, then i’m NEVER hanging out with you. i hope you know this, ‘not elle’. there is no way that i’m getting naked in the same room as that man, EVER. ❜

[sebiisms]

// @hunterbellrose. 

          the one GOLDEN RULE that sebastian tried to live by when it came to his fighting was fairly simple. never come home empty handed. in theory, it was excellent. with bidders paying big bucks for their favorites’ victories, winning one match could land him with a pretty hefty wallet & an ego to match. but sometimes the reality that SUCCESS didn’t always come easy hit him a little too hard, & he was sent back looking worse than when he came. having absolutely nothing to show for several weeks worth of pain, there weren’t many people that he turned to --- there weren’t many people that he allowed to see him like this.

          EXCEPT for his brother. on nights like tonight where he felt his worst, he found himself walking the familiar path to hunter’s apartment instead of his own. dried blood littering his face ( from both his split lip & busted nose ), bruised hands pressed against his sides ( he’s pretty sure he cracked a rib or two at some point in the night ), but he still walked every step until he was face to face with the sealed wooden door. he debated KNOCKING, but he figured that’d do more harm than good, so he simply slung his gym bag off of his aching shoulder to feel around for hunter’s spare key. he twisted the metal between his fingers, fiddling with the damn thing until it finally did what he wanted it to & he was slowly walking into the apartment. ❛ hey, hunt ? ❜ he called out, wincing as he reached backwards to shut the door behind him. he stopped for a moment, finally letting his bag slide to the floor with a thud before he even considered moving any further. ❛ you mind if i stay here tonight ? ❜

[sebiisms]

                    TASK 002 → AESTHETIC MOODBOARD

[sebiisms]

hello my dudes ! i just spent the last few hours hanging out with my friends @ walmart bc what else would u do on a friday ... but skdjfbckd i’m here now n gonna do replies :’) i’m also gonna message the ppl who liked beck’s intro so uh go like it if u wanna plot ! or just hmu ! i’ll be around ! 

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lebeavs.

     AFTER making sure Cheri was asleep in her bed ( probably something she would later come to regret when she wanted to come home and crash in her bed ), Charlie slipped out of her bedroom as quietly as she could, just in case Sebastian possibly was actually asleep. But when she lightly taps on his shoulder and he responds so quickly, she knew her original thought of him being awake was correct. “ Yeah, stargazing. “ She offers a sheepish little smile to Sebastian, glancing down to her bag and back up to him. “ You don’t gotta if you were watching something, I can just go on my own like usual. “ But he’s already moving to put his shoes on, so why even bother at this point ? Taking a step forward, she turns off the TV, her step-mother’s words replaying in her head like a broken record. ‘Turn off the tv when you’re done with it or the picture will burn into the screen’. A blush paints the petite brunette’s face when he asks if she’s moving in with the stars, soft giggle passing her lips as she shakes her head. “ N-No, though I w i s h that were the case. I belong with the stars if we’re being honest. In another life, I was an alien made of stardust. But it’s pillows and blankets. I drive to this really secluded place just outside of the city and sit in the bed of my truck wrapped up in really nice blankets and pillows. One night I didn’t come home cause I fell asleep… Looking back on it, I’m surprised I didn’t actually get murdered that night. “

          sebastian didn’t really understand the point of stargazing, if he was honest. sign him up for a good SPACE conversation any day, but watching twinkling dots in the sky that hardly moved seemed all too much like watching paint dry --- & he wasn’t a very big fan of that, either. he supposed they were pretty, but living in a big city his entire life meant that he didn’t get the pleasure of seeing them in person all that often. so maybe this was his chance ? if the odds played in their favor. ❛ nah, i’ll come, ❜ he reassured, switching feet & slipping on his second shoe. he didn’t bother tying them, simply tucking the laces inside instead & calling it done. laughing to himself as charlie explained that she was an ALIEN in another life, he shook his head. ❛ only you would come up with somethin’ like an alien made of stardust, you know that ? ❜ he spoke playfully, entirely too endeared by her ramblings. ❛ AH --- so you’re not moving in with the stars, you’re just sleeping with them. ❜ he wrinkled his nose, shrugging his jacket on over his frame. ❛ if you wind up hogging all the blankets, i’m warning you now .... i’m gonna be pissed, you little thief. ❜

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