when she heard his response , she gave an eyeroll and shake of her head. ❝ smooth… ❞ she replied , sarcastically. sometimes he was way too forward for her liking & yet , she still managed to find herself in moments where their limbs were entwined with each others underneath the sheets. a prime example of this , was how she was now allowing him to guide her into the dressing room with him - with no objection from her. her fingers fiddled with her “R” necklace as he spoke , her eyes locking on his. she just couldn’t resist him , even though sometimes he made her want to slap him straight across the face. ❝ with an offer like that , how could i refuse? ❞ she asked , her voice lower now & more sultry.
“precisely.” sebastian tapped his finger against rachel’s nose and took her hand as he led her out of the store. the gesture was more of a marking of his territory to anyone who happened to be checking her out, rather than a sign of affection. the thumb stroking over the back of her hand as he linked their fingers together, however... that was definitely more on the flirtatious side than anything else. “what are you in the mood for? i’m thinking sushi, but.... lady’s choice.”
as sebastian remerged from the dressing room , rachels eyes lit up and her lips pulled into a smirk ❝ ohhh… ❞ she sounded , her hand covering her mouth. this was so much better than she expected. she took a couple steps towards him , trying to keep a straight face , as his expression was killing her. ❝ i think you look quite dashing … ❞ she teased , before not being able to hold it in anymore - a laugh escaped from her lips and she held her hands up in defense. ❝ calm down little bo beep , if you’re nice to me - i might help you find your sheep. ❞ she teased , pressing her lips together as she watched him remove the sweater. ❝ come on , you know that was funny - it’s not as if anyone saw you. don’t be such a sour puss. ❞
“ha. ha.” the tiniest hint of a smile managed to break its way onto sebastian’s lips, despite his desperate attempt to hide it. “you know, i think i’d rather you help me find my snake.” with a quick wiggle of his eyebrows, he took her hand, guiding her back to the dressing rooms so he could get his shirt and slip it back on. “i think it’s time we take a lunch break. i’m starving, and your fashion advice can clearly no longer be trusted. what do you say? on me? and then-” he stepped in closer, shooting her his signature bedroom eyes as he slowly dragged his finger down the center of her chest. “dessert can be on you, if you catch my drift?”
Phoebe folded her arms, raising her eyebrows at the audacity of him not listening once again. She couldn’t say she was surprised, she couldn’t remember the last time that he actually listened to her. “Well, it’s too bad for you because you the whole thing was about you.” She said, smiling at him sarcastically as she sat down opposite him. “Now you need to buy me food before I really fuck your chakra up.” She added, poking her tongue out at him. “By the way, I don’t think you have used that term correctly since the time I’ve known you, you just make me want to hurt you.” She would never actually hurt him, she enjoyed him being around too much, taking him down a few pegs made her day.
sebastian smirked against his coffee mug, taking great pleasure in the way phoebe got annoyed with him. she always looked hot when she was angry. “are you trying to tell me that you wrote me a love song, buffay? i knew you had the hots for me, but damn, i didn’t realize it was that serious.” he set the cup back down on the table in front of him, settling back comfortably into the couch as he looked her up and down. “if you want me to be your sugar daddy, all you’ve gotta do is ask, sweetheart.” lifting his hips, sebastian reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet, retrieving a twenty dollar bill to hold out towards phoebe. he pressed his index finger to his cheek, tapping it twice and winking back at her. “give me some sugar first, and then go nuts. buy yourself something yummy.”
rachel stood holding a hanger in one hand and her other hand rested on her hip , as she shifted her waist onto her left hip. he really did know how to test her patience but something always drew her to him - like a moth to a flame. clearing her throat , she flicked her ash blonde hair over her shoulder & gave an irritated sigh. ❝ i can tell you want kind of guy you look to me , but i don’t think that you will like the answer. ❞ she replied , flatly. ❝ just trust me , okay - this colour is really in and it will do wonders for your skin tone.❞ she added , her eyes washing over him - she really wanted to just grab his hand and disappear into the back , but this was probably going to be more entertaining. as he took the sweater from her , her lips almost twitched up into a smirk - but she managed to muster up a genuine smile. ❝ i think you’re going to be pleasantly surprised, sebastian. ❞ she called out to him as she ran a finger down her chin & down her neck. the jumper she had just given him , was the ugliest thing she had ever seen - she just wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine after he spent his days pushing every button that he had. ❝ hurry up .❞ she called out , her lips finally being able to pull back into a smirk.
sebastian came back out of the dressing room moments later, wearing a scowl on his face that didn’t at all match the energy of the sweater he had on. “i think i might actually hate you for this.” the sweater was boxy, scratchy, and just the completely wrong look for him. “are you purposefully putting me in disgusting clothes just so i’ll rip them off? because if you want to get me naked, you know all you have to do is ask, right?” he quickly pulled the sweater over his head in the middle of the store, not being able to stand having it on his body for another second. “you owe me, green.” the sweater was left in a crumpled ball on the floor as he crossed his arms over his bare chest and continued to pout at her. in reality, he wasn’t all that angry about it - or even at all - but giving rachel a hard time was basically just foreplay at this point. “you think you’re real fucking funny, huh?”
“you’re over half an hour late, where the hell were you?” sebastian glared at regina and let her into his basement studio, not bothering to wait for an excuse as he moved across the room to adjust the lighting set up. “i should charge you extra for that.” technically, he wasn’t charging her at all, and he’d only been waiting in his house, but he enjoyed bitching for the sake of bitching, and he was going to take the opportunity to do just that. photography had been a hobby as his since he was little, and though his studio was mostly just used as an excuse to get girls undressed in the name of art, it did come in handy from time to time. like when his hot model friend wanted to do a fun little shoot for her instagram followers. “so... how naked are we thinking? because my personal advice is fully, but i guess it’s up to you, if you want your pics to be boring.” @plasthique
“hey, nicky.” sebastian put on an overly sweet voice as he sat down at the stool beside nick, choosing messing with the guy over the boredom of having to wait for his order. diner food wasn’t normally his thing, but he had plans tonight that he knew would involve some serious munchies cravings, and nothing ever seemed to satisfy those quite like a greasy burger. “long time no see. did you miss me? how’s what’s-her-face?” @vnpclis
“sorry, did you say something?” sebastian removed the airpods from his ears when he realized that phoebe had finished her singing, and was now looking at him expectantly, presumably awaiting his review of her new song. unfortunately, her music... wasn’t exactly his thing, to put it nicely, and he’d learned the hard way that bringing something to block out the sound whenever she was performing was a necessity, if he wanted to actually enjoy his coffee. “mind repeating it for me? my.... chakra’s all out of sync, or whatever the fuck.” he attempted to make up an excuse that sounded like something phoebe would fall for, but he didn’t really care enough to put in the actual effort. what was the worst that could happen? she wouldn’t let him listen to her perform anymore? that sounded way more like a positive, in his opinion. @phoebewiththerings
sebastian turned to rachel when she reappeared, raising a judgmental eyebrow at the lavender sweater she was holding up for him. “do i look like a pastels kind of guy to you?” sure, it was cashmere, but he wasn’t about to start walking around looking like he was heading off to a goddamn easter egg hunt. he’d only agreed to go shopping with rachel when he’d assumed it had meant they’d be hooking up in the dressing room, but two hours in and he hadn’t even so much as gotten felt up. it was ridiculous. still... if trying on the damn thing would keep rachel from crying, and in her good graces enough to be able to convince her to come back to his place after, he supposed he could give in just this once. maybe it’d give him some good karma points or something, since he had to be running pretty low on those. but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to be dramatic about it. “god, fine.” he snatched the sweater from her with a huff, tossing it over his arm as he stomped over to the changing room, and calling back to her over his shoulder. “don’t say i never did anything for you!” @grceniisms
* ◟⋄ ♡ ― aròn piper , 22 , cis-male , cruel intentions ╱ did you see that ? it was SEBASTIAN VALMONT heading through the gates ! did you know that they have lived in calderstone gate for EIGHT YEARS and work there as HEIR (UNEMPLOYED). i don’t know about you but whenever i see them i think of SILK BATHROBES, LUXURY CARS, DISHES OF MARASCHINO CHERRIES, & SECRETS KEPT BEHIND A LEATHER-BOUND JOURNAL and the fact that people describe them as DEBONAIR & CUNNING just make me want to get to know them more !
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full name: sebastian leon valmont
nicknames: prefers sebastian, but is okay with names like bas or seb by the few people he’s close to
age & birthday: 22, june 20th
gender & pronouns: cis-male, he/him
sexual & romantic orientation: panseuxal, panromantic
for the most part, i’m going to do my best to keep sebastian as close to his canon self as possible (with a few exceptions of lines/moments in the movie that were a little... iffy lol) but for those who aren’t familiar with the character, here’s a quick rundown of the important information, as well as a few of my own headcanons:
sebastian was born an only child into a ridiculously wealthy family, and as a result, was incredibly spoiled from birth. he lives his luxurious lifestyle to the fullest, without consequences or remorse for the toes he happens to step on along the way to getting what he wants.
(parental death tw/cancer tw) when he was eleven years old, his mother (who sebastian was very close with), passed away from cancer only a couple months after receiving the diagnosis. very shortly after his mother’s death, sebastian's father had already moved on - which is something sebastian still holds resentment towards him for.
strong bonds aren’t something sebastian has a lot of, as most of his relationships are pretty disposable to him. he doesn’t get attached easily, which probably traces back to the loss of his mother, but he would tell you that it’s because most people aren’t worthy of his time. he does, however, have a couple close friends, that he would take a bullet for... at least if it was in a non-lethal part of his body.
sebastian is very intelligent. he was always considered to be a “gifted child”, and he made straight a’s in school without having to put in much effort. unfortunately for those around him, he tends to use his smarts for not much more than revenge, or just causing harm to others for shits and giggles. a bored sebastian - which is typically his default state - is a dangerous thing to be around.
every since graduating from high school, sebastian has spent his time doing not much else besides enjoying the playboy life: sleeping around, partying, spending way too much money... really just indulging in all the finer things in life. though he has aspirations, such as becoming a writer, the fear of not being not only perfect at something, but the best at it, has stopped him from actually making an attempt at writing anything that’s not his daily thoughts in his journal. rejection and failure are not things sebastian takes easily, and he’s an incredibly sore loser. he plays to win, even if that means fighting dirty or cheating to get there.
note: though i am more than down for a sebastian/kathryn connection (if we happen to get a kathryn), it will either need to be fully platonic steb-siblings, or a similar dynamic to the movie, but with them as family friends/roommates/etc., rather than having a familial relationship.
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