#sebuinn

[gleerpconfessions]

I’m not normally a fan of crackships, especially ones where the characters have met maybe only twice if that, but smythbastion and quinnfadbray changed my mind.  It’s so obvious how good they are for one another, and I really want them together.  Quinn goes out of her way to help Sebastian and he’s always willing to protect her, they have a really good dynamic.

Thanks to guest graphic maker district4hasrevolted.

[coeurseul]

sequinn texts (part I) || Side Walk When She Walks

S: Hey barbie Q, you look smokin' today

Q: Um, thanks... Who is this??

S: Ouch, you deleted my number

S: Guess? ;)

Q: If I deleted you, then I'm probably not interested in guessing...

S: Cold. The ice queen has no mercy

Q: What's with the nicknames. You're kind of creeping me out

S: You like it.

[saysebastian-blog]

Wasted 'Round Here || Sebuinn

Friday night wasn't anything new for Sebastian Smythe, but it wasn't every Friday night that he ended up taking a girl out to his favorite - or maybe former, he wasn't sure about it now - bar. Sebastian was fairly confident that if he wasn't gay that the ladies would be all over his shit, just like the guys were. Maybe he was slightly overconfident, but that came with the territory of being an alpha gay. Still, Quinn Fabray had questioned his methods, questioned his ability and therefore his honor. And that meant she had to be proven wrong and Sebastian was always up to the challenge. 

Still, this wasn't all this was about. One, Sebastian wanted to get Quinn Fabray, who seemed slightly too stuffy for his tastes, out of the house. She made it seem as though she spent her week only at school or at home and as a normal human being, Sebastian couldn't stand for that. And two, Quinn was one of Sam's exes. Okay, she was a girl and his and Sam's...thing was kind of new for the other guy. But this also meant she had insight that Sebastian obviously didn't have. And he genuinely wanted to hear about those little things he hadn't found just yet. 

It helped that Fabray only lived about five minutes from where Scandals was, so he made the 2 hour drive from Dalton after his classes, dressed in his favorite bar clothes and arrived in front of Quinn's house promptly at 9. He parked his car, leaning in the horn and smiling when the door swung open. He unlocked the car doors, waiting until she got in the car before smiling over at her. "Hey Fabray, I hope you put on your dancing shoes for this evening." He said with a smirk, though seriously doubting that Quinn Fabray owned anything remotely similar to dancing shoes. 

[killerwarbler-blog]

PLOT: S B and Q are together as a Threesome but B and S fall for each other and go on dates and go out without Q. Q sees them out a few times and watches with jealously. They decide to tell her so they both send her text messages to meet them. She texts back while driving and crashes dying. B and S are both messes feeling like its their fault and decide not to go out anymore. S realizes he can't live without B so he apologizes and they make up

[asmythecriminal]

My Great Perhaps || Sebuinn

Pairing: SeQuinn

Notes: Just an idea from a Percy Jackson RP I'm in which I'm half a Gustgron couple so yeah.

Also, I reposted this from another account of which I've forgotten the password to.

“Please?” She asks, her golden-green eyes pleading and her full lips set in an irresistably adorable pout that he couldn’t say no to. She held the marker in her hand, the cap already off and he sighs, looking up at her. They were currently on his bed with her legs on either side of his waist as she tries to convince him to let her write on him. He looks up at her, his hands resting on her thighs as he takes in her disheveled appearance, only the blanket wrapped around thelower half of her otherwise exposed body.

“Why?” He asks, raising an eyebrow, his head resting on the pillow as he waited for her to respond. She simply leans down, kissing him slowly.

“Because I want to and it’s Christmas so you have to let me,” she grins, nuzzling him and sitting up again. Her grin brightens even more when he rolls his eyes but motions for her to go ahead. She leans down again, pressing her lips to his chest over his heart before moving the marker over the area. He hissed softly at the coolness of the ink but otherwise stayed still as she wrote.

“What’d you put?” He asks after a moment and she grins, sitting up and pulling her camera off the nightstand, aiming towards what she’d written, taking the picture and showing it to him. ‘My Great Perhaps’ was written in her elegant script right across his heart. He looks up at her with a bright smile on his face, setting the camera down and pulling her to him for another kiss. He would make love to her numerous times that night and in the morning while she’s still fast asleep, he’ll sneak out to the best tattoo shop he can find.