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Sabrina had always been fascinated with comic books, the X-Men in particular. One of her first fictional crushes had been Wolverine, Stan Lee owed a lot of Sabrina’s Marvel loyalty to Hugh Jackson and his version of Wolverine. It was a rare occasion for the blonde to be in the comic book without knowing what she truly wanted. Dressed in a pastel paisley print romper, she stood out like the sorest thumb on an exasperated construction work. “Hey Seb,” she paused, turning on her white jelly sandal to look at her friendly childhood home’s neighbor. “I’m in the mood for something new, do you have any suggestions? And don’t you dare say Batman. I have an entire shelf dedicated to that bastard.”

Sebastian looked over at the door as he slumped on the counter. He could see Sabrina approaching the store. Quick to sit up straight so his boss could see that he wasn’t being a slouch, Sabrina sashayed through the door in her pastel romper. He loved the contrast she consistently brought to the store. “Hey Sabrina!” He replied with a smile as he stood up from the chair. “Well, I can give you a few suggestions if you can narrow down what kind your in the mood for.” He insisted. “But, Batman is a classic and you still need to read The Killing Joke.”

#{ c | Sabrina }

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sasha hadn’t entered the comic book closest to where she lived ever, in fact it was seen to mostly be the butt of every joke so she actively avoided it. however, with the case of her godson’s birthday and his love for all thing marvel growing, she found it her moral obligation to get him something. strolling across the road, she smoothed down her boiler suit and pulled her hair back into a tight ponytail. sasha had always felt a little self conscious when entering social spaces in her work gear, especially when she teamed it up with a face full of perfectly blended make-up and bright pink steel toe cap boots. “hiya… i was wondering if i could get some help?”

He dropped his head and quietly watched the kids playing Magic! The Gathering cards at the table in the back corner of the room. He had a slight flashback to when he attempted to try and understand it when he started working there. It wasn’t a smart move as he was left more confused than he was when he started it. He snapped too when he heard the bell on the door ring as a customer walked in. He was never one to judge another person based on looks. Anybody could be into comics, and they sell more than just that at his store. He could tell that this girl wasn’t a regular in the store. Most regulars don’t even look at Sebastian until they check out or if it’s release day. “Absolutely! What is it that I can help you with??” He asked politely.

#{ c | sasha }

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“You look ‘bout ready to t'pass out, huh?” She’d entered the store at some point, quickly making her way to the counter before she caught the gaze of the other customer in there, surely in fear of getting some sort of scoff because there was a girl in a comic book store. “Workin’ hard or hardly workin’,” she mocked, letting her chin rest on her hand as she leaned forward on the countertop. “

Sebastian’s eyes closed for less than a second before he heard someone in front of him. With a slight jump he looked to see a customer standing in front of him. He thanked god that it wasn’t one of the awkward middle schoolers that screamed at each other over Yu-Gi-Oh cards. “A little bit of both I guess. I’m here all night and I’m given a list of things to do that’s SUPPOSED to keep me busy for the whole night, but I finished it in two hours. Which, was obviously a huge mistake.” he sighed. “What brings in here today?” he asked curiously, but also as if to offer a hand in shopping.

#{ c | bellamy }

The comic shop had been extremely dead. There was literally nothing for Sebastian to do anymore. When he showed up at 2, he was given a list of things that needed to be done. All of it was supposed to be “busy work” like organizing the Pop! Wall, double check that this weekends releases were ready, clean up the lounge area, make sure the customers pull boxes were empty, & put up a new window display to promote the new Spider-Man movie. He finished all of that by 5 and he was stuck there for another two hours. Three-fourths of the internet was blocked on the company computer, so browsing the internet was not an option. There was only one customer in the entire store, and before Sebastian could even ask if he needed any help - he dropped his comic back on the table and left. With a heavy sigh, Sebastian collapsed on the chair behind him.

#602start #i dont show my man enough love #im so sorry #pls love him

📲 the hermit crab sebastian.

Sabrina: :///

Sabrina: my poor dog is howling

Sabrina: should i howl back?

Sebastian: I know!

Sebastian: I can hear it from my room!!!!

Sebastian: Please don't howl back.

📲 open text.

Sabrina: for the love of god i wish people would stop shooting off fireworks

Sabrina: !!!!!!!

Sebastian: Are they shooting them off after the holiday is already over?

#{ t | sabrina }

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‘to those whom it may concern’ // finnegan

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Hearing the words didn’t surprise Finn. He had heard them once before, only from Lennon. What surprised Finn was that it had taken Sebastian so long to confide in him. “Don’t be dramatic, nothing changes. Well, you might want me to go on a double date with you and whoever tickles your pickle.” A joke flying through the night air. “No, seriously man, I’m proud of you for telling me. I wish you would have told me sooner, like you know, sooner so I wouldn’t have tried to set you up with that girl that one time. No wonder it was a disaster. I’m kidding, you were perfect, she was the disaster toward you. Wasn’t her name like Heather or Evelyn, fuck I can’t remember. But seriously, I love you and I kind of want to be selfish and say I hope I’m the first person to know.”

Immediately, Sebastian felt such a weight lifted from his chest. Leave it to Finn to make jokes during such an important moment for him. Seb was overjoyed inside though. If Finn could make jokes, then he truly didn’t give a shit. He looked over at Finn and rubbed his eyes real quick. “Listen, the only reason that was a disaster was because Heather was obsessed over some Rogers fellow. Not to mention, she didn’t like that I would make out with her. She kept asking me to go kiss her in a janitors closet man.” He remembered. “You are surprisingly the first person that I’ve told” he confessed. He felt so much lighter and automatically so much happier. His best friend proved to him right there that he was completely comfortable with him. “By the way, where do you even find those girls? She had this huge fetish for trying to make out in Janitor Closets. It was super uncomfortable!”

#{ c | finn }

bcndits:

“Probably high cholesterol and diabetes. Ugh, I want to leave this place and never look back. I fucking,” she leaned in toward Sebastian and whispered, “I fucking hate these people. Every single god damn one of them.” It was true. She was miserable working as a waitress. She had dreamed of becoming someone known around the world for so long, but it would never happen. She was stuck with a dead beat life and dead beat dad. “Sorry that you had to see that happen. It doesn’t happen a lot, but when it does.. Oh god, does it happen.”

He couldn’t help but slightly chuckle as Harper dropped the customer voice that most servers or waitresses put on. He understood completely where she was coming from. “I feel you.” Nodding over to a table to his right. “Those two guys in the corner with the big pitcher of beer were in my store earlier today and threw a fit because we wouldn’t buy a Pop! Figure from them.” He replied softly so only Harper could hear. “I completely understand man. Don’t you worry about it though, would you mind if I could get a water?” He asked politely with a sincere smile, hoping to cheer her up a little bit.

#{ c | harper }

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‘to those whom it may concern’ // finnegan

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paradisvm:

“Long live Adam West, poor bastard spent the last years of his life with Seth MacFarlane. How fucked is that?” He exhaled, rubbing his hands against his black shorts. “Alright, but first I need you to know, I can’t promise that I won’t laugh if this is like,” Finn turned to his friend and shrugged, “you know some petty shit.” Deep down inside, he knew it wasn’t petty or shit — something was tugging at his friend and it had latched on to his own heart, tugging away even if he didn’t know what it was. “Before you tell me anything, just remember that when I thought I was going to lose Silas and Lennon, you were there for me. You told me that no matter what, if I was alone in this world, I would never actually be alone. You’d be by my side. The same goes for you.”

He had a quick flashback to that day when he saw Finn in a way he had never seen him before. When he thought he was losing his brothers. Nothing broke his heart more. Sebastian knew that Finn wouldn’t respond negatively. He was just nervous to say it out loud. Everyone used to tease him that he would turn out to be gay because of his dads or that they forced him to like guys. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Feeling the summer wind on his back and rubbing his face even more, Sebastian started to feel a little more at peace. Opening his eyes, he twisted in the swing and looked over at Finn. Revealing how swollen his eyes were and red his cheeks had become, he knew it was time. “This is gonna sound really stupid. I don’t know why I’m even making a big deal out of this, but I”m-” he stopped nervously. Breathe. “I’m gay, Finn.” He said quietly as his head dropped.

#{ c | finn }

bcndits:

“Dance Dance Revolution, my god.” She smiled, thinking back to the last time she had heard anything about that particular game. “The last time I played that, I was uh, fourteen, I think. Failed miserably,” she paused, looking over at one of the tables signaling for her to grab the check. “Hold on one second, sweetie. I’ll be right back.” Harper moved toward the table, an older lady eyeing her up and down for her clothing — a plaid skirt, black turtleneck, nude tights and red heels. She was covered, the old woman had no reason to look at her like she did. “How was everything? Did you enjoy it?” The woman rolled her eyes, handing Harper a few bucks and shooing her away. “Damn, not even a good tip.”

“I think the last time I played that was years ago, but it’s got a whole competitive scene. They’re not nice about it either.” He said with a laugh. He nodded as she stepped away to another table and silently watched from a distance. It always seemed like the older generation just had a giant disdain for his generation. He could never understand why, and anytime he asked his dads about it they always told him he was over analyzing things. They were probably right. That was one of Seb’s worst traits. Curiosity came over his face as he watched the lady shoo Harper away. He wanted to say something, but he decided against it. He decided that he was just gonna make it up for them. People were way too rude nowadays. “God, what’s up her ass?” He asked quietly as he nodded over to her table.

#{ c | harper }

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‘to those whom it may concern’ // finnegan

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paradisvm:

“Listen, don’t be an asshole. I will unlock my car and run away.” He replied, a cool joking tone escaping into the night sky. Well, at least we aren’t in the desert, that’s how horror films start. At least, a Rob Zombie film starts like that.” Nervous. He was nervous and when he became nervous, he rambled on until someone had to tell him to stop. “Okay, what’s up. I’m being serious now.” He sat down, rubbing his friend’s shoulder, trying to give him comfort. “I love you, kid. You know that right? You can fucking tell me anything — except if you’ve like killed someone, i’m naturally going to call the cops and bust your ass.” Another failed joke. “Val Kilmer is the best fucking batman, asshole. Best batman.”

Giving a laugh at the Rob Zombie comment, he could feel the swing come to a complete halt. Avoiding eye contact so Finn couldn’t see he had been crying, he could feel the tears forming again as Finn started rubbing his shoulder. However, as usual, he had to make a joke and lighten the mood. “You’d be with me if I killed someone, so you’d already know. No ones as good as Kevin Conroy or Adam West.” He forced a smile. He let out a heavy sigh and kept his eyes glued to the sand below their feet. “There’s something that I have to tell you, man. I just don’t know how to say it.” He stuttered. He knew that admitting it to him would make things so much easier, but Seb just couldn’t get it out without crying, and crying in front of Finn wasn’t something he liked doing.

#{ c | finn }

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‘to those whom it may concern’ // finnegan

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paradisvm:

Finn had spent his day looking at the books at the coffee shop, helping his boss order the needed necessities; coffee beans, napkins, straws, the usual bland items that sent Finn into a spiral of sleepiness. The day turned to night, leaving him in his shared apartment alone — he hadn’t seen his roommates in a few hours, sitting in his room in an old bean bag reading Fight Club, again. The text from Sebastian left him shaken, unsure as to why his friend would be so cryptic and demanding. He got his rear up from the bean bag, placed his book on the dirty hardwood and pulled a flannel over his bare chest. The drive didn’t take long, but with his nerves directed toward his friend, it seemed like it was the longest drive of his life. Quickly, he located his friend and began heading in the right direction — buttoning his flannel as he walked, leaving the top four buttons undone. “Hey, pal. What the hell is going on with you?” His eyes filled with concern and his voice filled with annoyance. “Don’t tell me that I came all this way to talk about movies.”

Sebastian kind of lost himself to the song. Completely unaware of how hard and high he was actually swinging, as the song ended and the next song from the Baby Driver soundtrack started, he was catapulted back into reality. He turned down his music enough to where it was no longer piercing his eardrums. Just as he turned it down, he saw headlights in front of him. To his delight, he watch as his slender friend approached him while buttoning a flannel. They always looked good on him, he thought to himself. He pulled one earbud from his ear and let him slow down on the swing as his friend approached. He hadn’t heard such concern in his voice in years. He felt slightly guilty and almost considered completely backing out, but he couldn’t play pretend anymore. “Yes Finnegan. I texted you at 10pm asking you to meet in a park so we could talk about why Ben Affleck is a way better Batman than Christian Bale was.” He proclaimed dripped in sarcasm. “Do you truly think I’m that dense? You’d kill me if that’s what I actually wanted to talk about.”

#{ c | finn }

‘to those whom it may concern’ // finnegan

The night was very still with only a slight breeze blowing. Sebastian sat on a swing with puffy eyes staring at his phone. He thought he had his future thought out in his head. Going home to tell his dads that he was met this girl and they were gonna get married and he was going to be a father. Deep down inside, Seb knew that wasn’t going to happen. He didn’t even like girls. He liked guys. He knew that. He had admitted to himself way back in high school, but he hasn’t told anyone else. Now it’s starting to weigh down on him. The only problem is that Sebastian doesn’t have many people he could tell besides Finn. Why had he never told Finn? Finn was always super understanding. He was one of the best friends that Sebastian had ever had. It seemed natural for him to be the first one to know. He rubbed the tears from his eyes and opened his music app. He instantly went to the song he had been listening to on repeat for the past few days; Easy by Sky Ferreia. As the song began, he turned up the volume and started swinging. Feeling the wind touch the numbness of his face, he let out a very big sigh - eagerly awaiting for his friend to arrive, but even more scared about the unlikely outcome to come from this.

#{ c | finn }