#Chase x Sebastian

[crayonverse]

Sebastian: I believe, personally, I have always been in the right, for everything I've done.

Chase: Are you even capable of saying the word "sorry".

Sebastian: My head would explode if I said it.

Leo: If you exploded, it'd solve like 60 of Chase's issues.

Chase: It would also create about 100 more, Leo.

[pressureplus]

Can I request Sebastian protecting you from something like the void-mass or the well dweller?

I know you meant Wall Dweller, but I want you to know I pictured one sitting at the bottom of a well on a little pile of coins from people making wishes 💀

This one's a little closer to drabble size, but here you go! Fimshy to the rescue!

Safety

Pairings: Sebastian Solace x GN!Reader

Au: Classic

Warnings: Chase Sequence & light mentions of Impending Death

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Y/N had been running from that thing for a while now.

Rapid, loud footfall echoes close behind their own frantic pace, lungs heaving with the weight of the air they'd need to pull for their exhausted vessel to push onwards down the endless stretch of halls and rooms.

The monster that's been hunting Y/N is a tireless one, never slowing and never ceasing. The prisoner knows it's hungry. Hungrier than usual if it's been so determined as to pursue it's prey through what must be nearly twenty rooms, by now.

Their body is growing tired, limbs aching as the adrenaline runs out and they begin to fatigue. The heart that's been pounding in Y/N's chest is slowing down, and the panicked, fast footsteps underfoot are getting slow.

The distance is closing.

The distance is closing quickly.

When Y/N's legs buckle from over-excursion that's it, sending their helpless form crashing to the tiles below. They skid to a stop a few feet away from the exact site of impact just from whatever momentum they had left when they fell.

Y/N screws their eyes shut and braces for the end, the only way that this story could possibly conclude...

"And what do you think you're doing with my Y/N?"

A deep, livid growl lays in the undertone of Sebastian's familiar voice, and a crunch makes Y/N glad that they've averted their gaze, relieved to be saved but knowing they'd not bode well with seeing whatever has become of the wall dweller.

"Y/N, I've been following you for 9 rooms- Are you a fucking track star or something?" A huffy complaint comes from the equally as worn serpent, Y/N's fishy companion going to curl his body around their own.

"I didn't know you were there, that's no fair." They complain back, still panting and sniffling, the sweat practically pooling beneath them.

"That run did a number on you..." The larger of them goes to scoop Y/N up, cradling their limp, recovering body up close to him.

"Sebby, I can-" Y/N is cut off quickly by another little huff.

"Shut up and let me take care of you, no you absolutely can not stand." He rolls his eyes and turns.

Not wanting to fight him on it in such a state, Y/N let's their eyes close slowly and naturally this time, their breathing finally mellowing out.

"Good. Now you rest, little star." Sebastian leans down to kiss his adorable little human on the forehead before giving them the last assurance they'll hear before they pass out against him:

"I'll take it from here."

[sparxyv]

dueling practice w/ milena and sebastian 😽

milena is a BIG perfectionist.

while it doesn't usually affect other people, she WILL correct sebastian's dueling stance if she sees a mistake. (because it could save his life during a battle, obviously.. 🙄🙄)

[myokk]

Sebastian Sallow's List of Priorities (in no particular order):

Figure out what the hell I'm going to do when I graduate;

Figure out how the hell I'm going to finish this bloody Charms essay before tomorrow; and

Figure out what the hell is going on between us

Sebastian sits in an undisturbed corner of the library - nobody ever comes to this table because it's tucked away between shelves of incredibly dense magical theory books - and is twirling his quill in his fingers, watching the ink splatter on the list he spent his precious time writing instead of the Charms essay he should be working on. He's far away from the first-years who like to congregate by the windows and watch the leaves fall softly to the ground rather than study for their classes. He's made especially sure that he is far, far away from her.

It's not his choice, mind you, but he needs to be a gentleman about these things. If she needs some time and space to figure out that she's as crazy for him as he is her, fine. But even Sebastian Sallow's patience runs thin, and he's not sure how much longer he can give her to come to her senses before he snaps and takes matters into his own hands. If things were up to him, the two of them would be sitting far too close together now in this secluded corner, and maybe he would need to put a hand over her mouth to ensure her complete silence as he runs a hand up her thigh.

Now that he knows what delicious sounds can come out of her mouth - sounds that he caused - he's been having a hard time concentrating on, well, anything. Sebastian surreptitiously glances across the library to where she's sitting and studying with his sister and Imelda. Ever since the events after their Divination class, Sir Cadogan has taken it upon himself to follow Sebastian around the halls of the castle, tripping through frames and disrupting their inhabitants as he lectures Sebastian on love. The tea party women had managed to convince the knight that he had disrupted an amorous exchange, and Sebastian fervently wishes they hadn't.

The whole school is abuzz with rumors about who it could be. Nobody has even come close so far with their guesses, but Anne and Imelda are having too much fun teasing him about it. Somehow, she has managed to avoid suspicion - he wonders how this is even possible, since she's never been able to hide what she's thinking. He makes eye contact with her - has she been staring at him this whole time? - and she flushes before looking over to Imelda, who's laughing too loudly at something Anne's just said. Sebastian can't tear his eyes away from her profile, his eyes following the curve of her eyebrow, the slight upturn of her lips as she smiles at her friends, her eyes as they dart back to him, her cheeks as she turns an even darker shade of red as she realizes he's still watching her. She tucks a lock of hair behind her ear, and rests her chin on her hand as she tries to look absorbed in what Anne is saying to her.

Sebastian wonders if she's thought about him as much as he's thought about her. Judging by how she had snogged him back, he's positive that she feels the same way, but then he remembers how she had looked at him before she fled, and he's not so sure. He sighs as he looks back to his list, bringing his quill back to the third item and ripping the paper as he crosses it out again. His mind has been going in circles since that moment and he doesn't know what to think. He slowly puts everything into his schoolbag before heading out of the library for yet another freezing cold shower that hopefully tempers his now-permanent state of arousal whenever she's around.

He doesn't notice her eyes following him as he walks out of the library.

He doesn't hear her hurried excuse to Anne and Imelda as she shoves her things into her bag and rushes to follow him.

He doesn't hear her light footsteps as she gets closer to him.

When she puts a hand out to touch his arm as he waits for the moving staircase to stop, with a soft, "Sebastian" accompanying it, he nearly jumps out of his skin. He was so absorbed with thoughts of her, that to see her standing at his side, closer than she had been since they kissed was almost his snapping point.

"Can we talk?" she asks, looking almost embarrassed as she avoids his eyes. She instead looks determinedly at his collar. He thinks she probably notices that he swallows nervously before acquiescing, but she says nothing as she turns and starts hurrying away from him without waiting to see if he follows her.

She must know that he would follow her anywhere at this point.

from my oneshot🫶🫶🫶

I just really wanted to draw these two idiots😭💘

[choccy-milky]

‘Who catches who now?’

I really wanted to draw Clora in my art style and found the idea of them being in Alice in wonderland cute. Hope you like it. ^^ 🐇✨

AHH OMG I LOVE IT!! THANK YOU!!!😭💖💖its so cute you inspired me to draw more of it😭😭

clora as alice already works so good but i love your role reversal of the white rabbit chasing HER instead of the other way around BAHAHHA. THANK YOU AGAIN I LOVE IT SO MUCH CLORA IS SO CUTE IN YOUR STYLE AND I LOVE HOW YOU DREW SEB AS WELL!!💖🥹

[klaus-littlestwolf]

Chase request...

NSFW A-Z

Chase Collins NSFW A-Z

(I love knowing I’m not the only one who remembers and loves this little cutie! There aren’t many but I’m not totally alone😅)

This will be written as Y/n and Chase still being in school however everyone involved is of legal age

This is a NSFW Alphabet, there may be triggering content such as abuse, severe possessive behavior or murder

A stands for AFFECTION: how would they show affection?

•Chase is big into affection, hugging you, kissing you, cuddling you always

•He always wants his hands on you, his lips touching some part of you constantly and whispering how beautiful you are

•He also tries to show you his affection by anticipating your needs, always somehow knowing what you’re in the mood for and getting it for you, even if it’s just covering you with a blanket before you even notice that you’re cold

B stands for BLOODY: how bloody are they willing to get for their object of obsession?

•Chase enjoys killing and so blood isn’t really a problem for him

•If it comes to defending you in some way he loves to end up covered in their blood, knowing that he protected you gives him almost as good a high as using his Power does and watching you clean it off of him let’s him know you know exactly what he did, what he would always do for you

C stands for CRUELTY: would they ever hurt their object of obsession?

•No, Chase does not like seeing you in pain in any way and he would never want to be the one to cause it

•He enjoys causing others pain but you are a different story, and if he did cause you pain he would be taking care of you instantly

•You are the only person ever exempt from Chase Collins cruelty

D stands for DARLING: would they cross their object of obsession’s limits?

•If he needed to in order to keep you safe or keep you with him, then yes he would

•You hate him using his Power in order to trick you or manipulate people for you, he often crosses this line when you have problems with your science teacher (who you hate and seems to hate you right back)-creating extensive illusions to make you think everything is fine while he’s threatening or even assaulting the man or other teachers for whatever they’ve done that he perceives as “wrong”

E stands for EXPOSED: how much do they expose their own feelings to their object of obsession?

•Chase tells you constantly how much he loves you and you are the only person he will share his feelings with

•You know about his parents and how he killed them, as well as his real dad and how he got his Power when the man died, finding out about the other Sons and what had really happened to his ancestor

•His honesty causes problems on occasion like admitting to his plan to steal the others Power for himself to keep himself from dying and punish them for what their families did to his-It ended up with him spelling you into silence which he hated doing but had to until you understood his reasons

F stands for FIGHT: how would they react to their object of obsession fighting back?

•Chase would spell you into silence about certain subjects or if needed or he would lock you away in his home and make everyone think you left

•It was an absolute last resort and Chase knew you were his good little girl who would never betray him or try to get away

G stands for GAME: do they think this is just a game?

•Chase loves to play games with you but his life with you and your relationship was not a game to him

•Chase has never really had anything that was his until he became a witch, and even then he was all alone. When he falls in love with you, you become his entire world and he will die before letting someone take you away

H stands for HELL: what would be their object of obsession’s worst experience with them?

•The worst experience was when you argued with him about killing the other Sons

•Caleb had always been good to you, and while Reid, Tyler and often Pouge were assholes you didn’t want to see them dead, and so you told him you couldn’t tolerate this

•You argued passionately with each other, ending in Chase yelling quite loudly and his Power exploding out of him in a moment of passion, throwing you across the room and into the full length mirror you had in your dorm

•He instantly moved to check on you, healing you as much as he could and taking you to his own room to care for you, apologizing for the next 2 hours straight-Chase never wants to hurt you but his Power is addictive and when it gets out of hand it happens in an instant

I stands for IDEAL: what are their plans for their object of obsession?

•He plans to marry you

•Chase truly believes that his plans to steal Caleb’s Power will work and he can be immortal before making you immortal too so that you can live together for the rest of eternity

J stands for JEALOUSY: how they react when jealous? Do they get jealous?

•Chase’s jealousy is notorious around the campus and most guys have learned to just avoid you as much as they can

•He needs people to know that you are his, every single man that lays his eyes on you needs to know that you will never be theirs. Typically he is content with an arm around your waist while you lean into him just to prevent anyone from thinking you’re available to begin with but if he sees someone eyeing you he will pull you close and kiss you every time

•If that still isn’t enough he can sometimes get a bit rough, clutching you tightly, hands trailing up your back to show his hands on your skin as the kiss becomes much more dominant, his tongue ravaging your mouth-usually that will end with him grabbing your ass and glaring at whatever man had the audacity to even look at you in the first place not that the man will be alive for long but he will always take the chance to show his possession of you

K stands for KINDNESS: how they act around their object of obsession?

•Chase is a doting, loving boyfriend

•He buys you whatever you want, even if you don’t tell him-he just knows. He constantly tries to feed you and ensure you’ve had enough to drink as well as insisting you sleep and take care of yourself

•You also need to remember however that he is a psychopath, he doesn’t hide his possessive nature from you or his murderous impulses

L stands for LOVE LETTER: how would they approach their object of obsession?

•Chase approaches you in the pub where everyone hangs out right off campus while you’re picking up dinner and he doesn’t waste any time

•He asks you on a date and is quite honest about how beautiful he finds you

M stands for MASK: how different are their public persona from their true selves?

•Not all that different honestly

•Chase is a confident, sweet guy in public, only showing his true nature to the people he plans to kill, it is 2 sides to the same coin

N stands for NAUGHTY: how would they punish their object of obsession?

•If he needed to punish you he would probably ground you

•He would lock you in your dorm and keep you from doing anything but going to school and being with him until you apologized or your attitude had disappeared

•The only other “punishment” that he had given you was when you were still talking to Pouge who was in Y/FEC with you, (your favorite and only extra curricular as Chase wanted all non-school time to belong to him) even after he had explained why he wanted them all dead. You awoke the next morning with spiders all over your bed causing you to shriek in terror. It was less a punishment and more torture and Chase had to swear on his life that he would never do anything like it again after you had spent 3 days completely ignoring him

O stands for OPPRESSION: how many rights would they take from their object of obsession?

•You still have most of your rights, you do everything you normally do but now you do it with him

•The right to be alone is the only one he really takes, your only alone time is in the bathroom and even then you have a feeling he watches you in the shower…

P stands for PATIENCE: how patient are they with their object of obsession?

•Chase is very patient with you, which is shocking because he has patience for absolutely no one and nothing else in the world

•He gives you time to get used to him, his plan, and your new life, of course he doesn’t leave your side, but he is much more understanding with you than you would expect considering his murderous impulses and overall psychopathy

Q stands for QUIT: if their object of obsession died or escaped, would they ever be able to move on?

•Died: This would mean that one of the Sons killed you and Chase would absolutely lose his mind. He would exterminate them like roaches and then try and find a magical spell to bring you back because he cannot let you go

•Escaped: Chase will not believe that you wanted to run from him but that you were put up to it. Therefore he will come and find you to bring you home to safety, ensuring that no one can ever put scary thought in his Princess’ head again

R stands for REGRET: would they ever regret harming their object of obsession? Would they ever let them go?

•Chase never means to hurt you

•Letting you go however…no. Just a big no, he has his soulmate by his side after a lifetime of loneliness and pain, he will never let you go

S stands for STIGMA: what made their yandere tendencies bloom?

•Chase is obsessed from the moment he first sees you at the bonfire as he met the other Sons however Reid stopped him from talking to you

•Reid tells him how you don’t date and that you’ve turned him down a dozen times, rants about how many times he’s tried getting into your pants and even tells him what kind of panties you wear as he had “coincidentally” seen your skirt flip up one day in the library

•That is what set Chase off, Reid’s obsessive attempts to make you his were an instant trigger and it set him on the path of asking you out that very next day, as well as being a sweet, shy guy when he did as he knew to be the opposite of his asshole “friend”

T stands for TEARS: how would they react to their object of obsession crying/breaking?

•He would immediately jump to assume someone has hurt you and demand you tell him who it was so that he can skin them alive, bathe them in lemon juice and then set them on fire

•Once he realizes you’ve just had a bad day he will try his best to comfort you, he’s not the best at it but he tries and you think it’s quite adorable most of the time when he tries to cook, ruins it, and has to use his Power to fix it

U stands for UNIQUE: something different they would do compared to others yanderes.

•There is no one else on the planet that he so much as tolerates, it is only you

•You can’t introduce him to friends because he’ll find a reason to hate them, Chase would be happy if everyone on the planet was dead and it was just you two, happy until the end

V stands for VICE: what weakness their object of obsession could use against them?

•All you have to do is cry and Chase will do just about anything you want

•He even goes to school functions such as dances just because it will keep you from tearing up-he hates seeing you sad so much, he would rather you be angry at him in all honesty

W stands for WIT’S END: would they hurt their object of obsession?

•Never on purpose

•The only time you get hurt is when you push him too hard and he gets too angry to control his Power-and even then you have the best nurse ever

X stands for XOANON: would they worship their object of obsession?

•Practically

•You are his perfect Princess and if you would like him to bow, he will kneel at your alter though be prepared for his face to end up between your legs once he’s down there

Y stands for YEARN: how long would they pine after their object of obsession before they snap?

•A day

•He couldn’t last a full day before needing to ask you out and stake his claim on you, you’re his girlfriend after the first date

Z stands for ZENITH: would they ever break their object of obsession?

•He does not want to break you, he wants to own you and make you all his

•If he broke you he would desperately need to find a way to fix you again because his baby cannot be hurt, he won’t allow it

Misc. Masterlist

[phantomstatistician]

Fandom: Lab Rats: Elite Force

Sample Size: 639 stories

Source: AO3

[mushed-kid]

[supercap2319]

"When you asked for my magic, I assumed it wasn't a request between friends?" Y/N noted.

Chase smiled. That wonderfully mischievous glint in his eyes. "It was a gentleman asking for a favor."

"I'm good as is."

"How about I make you a wee-otch?"

"How about you suck my vagina?" Y/N fired back.

Chase smiled. "Ooh, sounds fun, but I think you want me to suck on that hard on of yours instead. I can give you the ride of your life."

"How bout I give you one instead?" Y/N flicked his hands and Chase when flying and crashing into the wall. He fell with a groan. "Wow. That was hot."

[theinheriteddutchess]

Nobody Else

Chapter 1

Pairing: Chase Collins x reader

Summary: After years apart, your best friend comes back into your life and you two pick up like no time has passed. Still close as ever. Perhaps a little too close. You're not worried though, you trust him completely, and you know you're the only one who he cares about. Maybe a little too much.

Word count: 4081

Warnings: Non-con, murder, codependency, obsession, gaslighting, manipulation, abuse of powers, child abuse (mentioned), virginity loss, possessiveness, panic disorder, childhood friends, social anxiety, best friends, angst, comfort, abuse of magic, loss of parent(s)

minors dni, 18+, you know the deal

Notes: ok we are setting the mood. Let me know if you enjoyed it💕

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Series Masterlist

You let your hands brush over the soft grass. It's soothing. It's something you do to calm you down. You always have. Ever since your old friend showed you to, when you were upset and couldn't focus on anything but your panic festering inside of you.

Back then your worries consisted of cleaning your room correctly, or not making your teachers angry. Or if your father would come home angry or drunk.

Right now you had other worries. You had never really fitted in here. The old town of Ipswich was, well, old. Old houses, old schools and old traditions you hadn’t grown up with. The people eyed you wearily when you and your mother had moved in.

‘Where's the father?’ they would whisper. ‘Where do they come from?’

Once they learned he was dead, they mellowed. Oh course, your mother didn't want to stay in the place that held so much grief, they said. Poor child, growing up without a father. They didn't know you were relieved he had died. How the cuts and bruises healed on your and your mother's skin. How the mind eased and wasn't alert every moment of the day.

But never completely settled.

You adapted slowly. The house was cozy and you and your mother kept the garden neat. And the town was interesting. In its history, that is. Because everyday life was repetitive. You went to school, your mother started tutoring as a job. You did your homework and shared cooking and cleaning duties with your mom. You tried making friends, but it was like those kids sensed your insecurities, and kept at a distance. There wasn't an outright display of picking on you - maybe it was the knowledge you'd lost a parent that prevented it - but you weren't invited in either.

It was okay when you were young. Preferring to hide in your books and your jigsaw puzzles. But now, as you grew older, it became lonely. And it was less easier to hide it too.

You hadn't just grown in age, but in looks as well and some boys around you started to notice. So it was that one day, after class, one of them approached you when you exited school.

You didn't notice him straight away, too lost in thought about your history assignment due the next week, so when a body appeared in your path, you stopped walking, startled out of your musings.

“Hey y/n,” he started, and you owlishly glanced up.

“Hi..,” you mumbled, a bit confused why he talked to you. He was one of the popular ones.

“So, we have a little party Saturday, and I was wondering if you wanted to come hang out.”

“Hang out.” What was that supposed to mean? “Oh, I'm-,” you struggled with a reply. “I'm not sure…”

“Oh come on. I've never seen you at any parties. You're allowed, right? What are you, about 21 now? Don't need any permission from your parents anymore.”

“No, that's not it.” You were quick to say. Honestly, you didn't know what your mom would think about it. She'd be glad you started making friends. But a boy… You thought she might be a little worried.

“So you'll come then?” he pushed further.

“I don't know,” you hesitated. You wouldn't know anyone there. Not personally anyway.

“Come on, it'll be fun. I can come pick you up if you want?”

“No!” You were quick to shoot that down. You weren't stupid. If you did, you'd be dependent on him. You couldn't just leave if you wanted. No, if you went, you wanted to get there by yourself. Maybe you could borrow your mom's car. If you could convince her.

“I'd rather get there myself.” you'd told him. Then, when you saw his satisfied smile, you realized it seemed like an acceptance. And why not? It was true. You'd never been to a party. And you were an adult.

“Ok.” you tried not to sigh. “Where is it, and how late?”

He wrote down the information in your notebook so you wouldn't forget. You were probably the only person to not know the spot. You walked home, head full of thoughts. What were you going to wear? And what were you even going to do once you were there? But first, convince your mother to let you borrow her car.

She was home much later than you, and by the time she arrived, you had already done most of your homework, and got dinner ready. Giving you a kiss, she gratefully sat down at the diner table.

“I swear, that Pogue boy is getting dumber by the day. I'm running out of ways to try and teach him, because he's just not getting it,” she grumbled, while plating a big portion of food. She probably forgot to eat lunch again.

“Mom, you can't say that…” you scolded.

“Why not? His parents are paying me a small fortune and only because they realize he needs all the time and effort I can put into him.”

You shrugged. You felt sorry for him, you know what it was like struggling keeping your grades up. You had for years too. Maybe Pogue had difficult parents as well?

“I made banana pie for dessert,” you tried to distract her.

“Oh lovely, I'm going to eat a quarter of that,” she joked.

During dessert you pondered how to bring up the party, but decided to jump straight to it.

“Mom? I was invited to a party today.”

“Oh?”

You nodded, focusing on your sugary goodness. “I was thinking of going. It might introduce me to some people.”

She was staring at you silently, you could feel it.

"Where is it?”

“Nearby the woods, I think. I was thinking I could borrow your car so I could leave if I don't like it, and I won't have to wait for anyone.”

She pursed her lips. “You can. Are you going to be careful?”

You nodded eagerly. “Yeah, of course. I just thought it would be good, you know? Be around people, see if anyone could…” you shrugged, be my friend, you had wanted to say.

She seemed to understand, because her expression softened. “Yes, of course sweetie. I'll make sure the tank is filled up.”

“Thanks mom,” you happily said, taking a big bite of the pie in front of you, while you saw your mother pulling the pie dish towards herself to scoop up another portion, winking at you cheekily.

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By the time the party, or bonfire as the school buzzed about, arrived, you were a nervous wreck.

“You look fine,” your mother assured you.

You checked your appearance in the mirror again. “Are you sure? What if I stand out? Some of the girls kind of dress…more…well more.” You waved your hands around nervously.

“Everyone has a different dress style,” your mother said. “Why compare yourself?”

“Because I don't want them to make fun of me.”

“If they do, just go home,” she told you.

But you knew she was worried about you too. You'd never shown a need to hang around other people. Not that she knew about, anyway. You didn't always let her know everything you felt inside, even if you were close, you didn't want her to worry about you. You just didn't want to be alone your whole life.

You sighed. “Okay, it isn't going to be better than this.” And maybe this thing wasn't going to be something you enjoyed anyway. And if there was a new party after this, you could always dress up more. Maybe go shopping for it.

There had been this cute dress in one of the shop windows that you thought might suit you. Maybe it was fine to take a risk once in a while? By the time you arrived, the party had already started. It was a lot more crowded than you expected. For a moment you sat frozen in your car.

A weird feeling came over you, but you shook it off. You often had that feeling coming over you throughout the years. A weird pressure that wasn't painful per se, but not pleasant either.

It made you alert.

You figured it was your mind playing games with you because of past trauma. It wasn't weird being on edge sometimes. And right now, you were going to face what seemed to be half of the school, and were going to socialize. Willingly.

You took a deep breath and opened the car door.

There you go, another step in the right direction. You had barely entered the inner area, when Aaron popped up next to you, so sudden, he startled you.

“You came? Good. Here.” He shoved a cup in your hand with an unknown liquid. “I'll go get another.” He eyed you, very unsubtly. “You look nice,” he complimented you.

You touched your hair nervously. “Eh, yeah thanks. This is…” you gestured to the surroundings.”...Nice.”

“Yeah it's awesome. We've been coming here for years. We can basically do what we want.”

That sounded not as good as he meant it, probably. “Okay.”

“You're not going to drink?” He asked, eyeing your cup.

You looked at it. “Oh, I'm not thirsty yet.”

He thought you were weird, you were sure you saw that in his expressions. “Okay, well, if you don't want it…” he ripped it out of your hands and chucked it down unceremoniously. “Just tell me if you need anything.”

“Okay, yeah, sure,” you nodded. The fire, the loud music, all the people talking, it was a little much. And that weird prickling sensation, keeping you anxious… You hoped you weren’t going to have a panic attack right here.

“Come on, I’ll introduce you to some people.” Aaron practically shoved you forward. you didn’t know if you liked him. And his friends weren’t much different than him. Now you talked to them, they were exactly how you thought they were, loud, rude and kind of mean.

After a few minutes you excused yourself, pretending you saw someone you wanted to greet. A lie you allowed yourself in these desperate times. You just made sure to go somewhere Aaron and his buddies wouldn’t easily spot you.

You needed to breathe, and all those strangers felt like they were invading your space, bumping into you, yelling next to you, and once in a while the occasional unwanted touch. You walked nearer the trees. Leaning against one of them, you closed your eyes and breathed steadily.

There had been the sight of Sarah somewhere, you sometimes partnered up with her in biology. She’d been nice. Maybe, once you had some quiet, you could try and talk to her? Maybe she wouldn’t mind? Maybe she’d be nice and wanted to talk to you and this party wouldn’t be a disaster. You’d be a normal person, doing normal things.

“Y/n?” a voice startled you.

Your eyes flew open. In front of you stood another young man. Pouty lips, brown hair and blue eyes. He looked familiar, but for a moment you couldn’t place it, you simply hadn’t expected to run into someone you knew.

Your eyes just looked at him, while his bored into yours.

“Chase?” your voice sounded thin, a little unsure.

A grin appeared around his mouth. “For a second I believed you wouldn't remember me.”

“How could I not?”

What a foolish thing to say, not remembering him? The only person who had been kind to you when you were young. Who had helped you when you were afraid. Who soothed you when you were in pain and upset. Who played with you. Taught you.

“It’s been a while,” he replied.

“Yes,” you simply said. It had, about 10 years.You were so young then. He still had a bit of baby fat in his face, but he had definitely grown up. He would be considered attractive now, you assumed. Not that he’d ever been ugly in your eyes. He had been your best friend. To you he had been the greatest person alive then.

“I tried looking for you, but it seemed you disappeared out of nowhere.”

“I- yeah…” you boke the eye contact to look in the distance. “Mom wanted a fresh start. Changed our last names. Changed towns.” You shrugged.

“Yeah, I figured. So did I, Changed my towns, I mean. It’s easier, you know. I don’t want to be reminded of mom and dad all the time,” He mumbled sadly.

You frowned, confused. When he noticed, he was quick to explain. “They died, car crash. Everyone died instantly, but me.”

You gasped, and before you knew it, you laid a hand on his arm. “Chase…I’m so sorry.”

“Yeah, well,” he acted nonchalantly.”Guess we’re both orphans now.”

“Well, no, my mom,” you awkwardly replied.

“Oh, yeah, right, your mom,” he said, but there was a weird tone in his voice. You expected it might be grief.

He stepped closer to you. You didn’t mind, it sheltered you even more from the noisy crowd. 

“How have you been?” he murmured, his eyes on you once again, staring into yours like he was trying to get the information through them.

You sniffed dismissively. “Been the same.”

“Yeah?” he spoke softly.

“Still the same loser.”

“Don’t say that,” he suddenly sounded firm, “You’re not. You never were.”

“Could ask anyone around that old town of oursl and they would agree.”

“Well, they’re fools,” he bit.

You shrugged, and looked away again. “How have you been?”

"Missing you.”

You felt yourself warming. He’d always been so blunt. Maybe that was the reason why you two had been friends. He always felt genuine to you. No need to wonder what he thought, if he only hung out with you out of pity. Chase didn’t do pity.

There had been this honesty between you, this openness. He had been your safe haven 

“What else?”

“Saw my dad. My real one. Gave me a shit ton of money, before he died.”

Your mouth pursed in exeterated appreciation. “Just in time to buy that fancy car you always wanted.”

He grinned “I did.”

You snorted. “Really? Show off.”

“You know me. I like showing off.”

“Still, I’m sorry about him dying too.”

“I’m not. He was a bastard. Only thing he could do for me. To give me what I’m owed.”

You knew it was his hurt talking. Ever since he found out he was adopted, he struggled with being unwanted. It was something you had been struggling with after you moved. There hadn’t been time to say goodbye. Just a note left at the neighbors to give to him. To explain.

It must’ve hurt him.

“I’m sorry I left,” you blurted, changing the conversation “I had no choice. If I had known we were going to leave, I would’ve told you sooner. I would’ve said goodbye."

His face darkened, but it could’ve been the flickering of the fire. 

“You had no choice,” he told you.

You shook your head slightly. “I don’t even think mom had made up her mind until the last minute. She just couldn’t stay there.”

His hand came up to push a piece of your hair back. “It wasn’t your fault.”

You were relieved he didn’t blame you. “So, now you’re rich, you must hang out with all the rich kids.” You tried to lighten the mood.

“Oh yeah, we all speed our cars on the highway and buy designer clothes every day.”

“Wear it once, throw it out?” you joked.

“What, you don't think I look good?” he pulled back so you could check him out.

You smiled. “You always look good.” Of course he did. How could the face of your best friend ever look bad?

He smirked and leaned in. “You look…” but he didn’t get to finish the sentence, because there was some yelling nearby and you pulled away to check out what the commotion was.

“Shit, they’re fighting!” you told Chase after peeking around the tree.

“Let ‘em,” Chase said, near your ear, but you were distracted.

“Should we do something?”

He sighed, and pushed himself away from you. “Or…we could leave and catch up.”

You bit your lip. It hadn’t been that long since you arrived, and you had planned to make some friends…on the other hand, you had Chase. Why did you need any friends, when you had him?

“Okay,” you nodded without too much trouble. “We could go get some ice cream.”

“Ice cream?” his eyebrow raised up comically.

“Yeah, like we used to?” you were a little giddy now. It felt like suddenly all the memories you’d had came to the surface and you basked in the feeling that reliving them gave you. “When I was sad, you took me for icecreams.”

“Well, are you sad now?” he questioned.

“No, of course not. But it will be nice to do something we used to do. Together.”

He eyed you and sighed. “Alright, how did you get here? With someone else? ‘Cause I’ve got my car.”

“No, I came alone. Just follow my car, alright?”

He nodded and you split up to get into your car, and waited until he had caught up to you. The whole trip back into the center of the town, where the shops were, you glanced into the rear mirror to check if he was really there behind you. It felt unbelievable he was here after all these years.

You finally pulled up in front of the tiny store. The owner always closed late, knowing there were hungry teenagers that wanted a snack in the evening and even at night. It was good for business after all. It took no time to walk up to the counter. You picked your favorites, while Chase bought one scoop of caramel.

“Still haven’t changed, sweet tooth” he pulled on your hair playfully.

“Says you, caramel is pretty sweet!” you accused.

“Not as sweet as you,” he grinned and you rolled your eyes.

“Hey, by the way, how long have you been in town? I haven’t seen you before. Or have you only just arrived?” you asked, while bringing your spoon up to your mouth.

“Only recently, a few days.” he told you as he watched your motions like they were fascinating. You closed your eyes for a moment and moaned softly. 

“Gosh, this is amazing. Come on, taste,” you scooped some on the plastic spoon and held it in front of him. He immediately opened his mouth for a taste.

“Yeah, it’s good,” he agreed after swallowing.

“You want more?”

“Always.”

-

After that evening, things seemed to move up for you. Chase was back, you two were friends again and you weren’t alone anymore. Your headaches that appeared sometimes, hadn’t yet. The anxiety you experienced, laying dormant because Chase was near. His presence making you feel secure. Safe. Looked after.

Your mother had been slightly nervous with the thought of something from the past coming back, but at the same time being glad for you that you had your friend back. She remembered how he had been your confident, a safe haven.

Chase on his side seemed a bit chillier, though he tried to hide it, which you blamed on his hurt from you suddenly leaving. You were sure things would settle.

You spent every evening with him now. It hadn’t been a conscious decision, you just naturally fell into the pattern. He picked you up from home to go to school together, and he brought you back. You had lunch together and often he came by in the evening, or asked you to go somewhere. 

Chase made other friends easily and you understood. He was charming and smart. You noticed girls came flocking to him. Even Pogue’s girlfriend seemed enthralled with him.  You could not blame any of them. You, too, thought he was amazing. Difference was that you were strictly friends.

Sometimes you had lunch with him and his new friends. You opened up a bit, since they were nice and Chase was around to step in if he thought things were getting too much for you. 

One thing you weren't as comfortable about was Aaron, who hadn't given up on hanging out with you. After you disappeared without saying goodbye, he hadn't gotten the hint you weren't interested in becoming closer. He kept talking to you, and often tried to start a conversation when he found you alone to get you to agree to go to a party together. You said no. And made a bunch of excuses that you were busy, but he had not yet given up hope. 

“So, what's going on with you and Chase?” Sarah asked you one day when you were working on a project in the hall together. 

“What do you mean?” You answered, confused. 

“You know…” she pushed you playfully. “You two are very close.”

You were relieved. “Yes we are. We've been friends since we were young. I think since we were 6 or 7?”

“And nothing's ever happened?” She eyed you carefully. 

“No, what could happen?” You asked genuinely. 

“Oh, no, yeah okay. I just thought you two might have something going on, “ she backtracked. “But if you don't, I know Kate is very interested, so if you don't mind it…”

“Mind what?”

“Her, dating him. I honestly think she's ready to jump him,” she giggled.

“Oh,” you froze. “Isn't she with Pogue?”

“Nah, she broke up with him last week.”

That was fast. But what did you know? You never dated. “Oh,” you said again. 

“You sure you don't mind?” she asked softly again, watching you carefully. 

“I guess not, no?” You weren't sure if you sounded sure. Honestly, it would be weird to share him. You only just got him back. But you couldn't be selfish. If Kate liked him and he liked her…it was none of your business.

“Alright, I'll tell her.”

You were quiet afterwards, and hoped you covered it up well by pretending to be busy. You were a bit worried though, what if Chase forgot all about you? That nagging headache was back again suddenly, and all you wanted to do was lay down and take a nap. You felt exhausted.

You ran into Chase before you went home. He looked a little coolly at you, but he had his moods sometimes.

“Chase?” You suddenly said in the middle of the conversation. “Do you like Kate?”

His face almost didn't seem like the one you were used to, when he looked at you for a moment, like he was thinking.

“Hmm, well, she is hot.”

Well obviously, you had eyes too. “But you do like her?”

“Hmm maybe? I don't know.”

You giggled nervously. “How can you not know?”

“Maybe I need to check if I do.”

He was being weird, but you didn't understand why. “Check how?”

“Well maybe I should jump into bed with her and see if we're compatible.”

You paled with his crude words. “What? Chase, that's not…that's not very nice.”

He laughed. It sounded humorless. “Aw what's the matter, your innocent heart can't take it?” He calmed down, and suddenly sounded patronizing. “You’re not a virgin still, are you?”

You didn't know what to say. Suddenly you didn't want him to know the answer. 

“You are? Aren't you?” He cheered. “Well,” he said as he leaned down so his face was right in front of yours. “Some advice sweetheart, guys aren't too fond of virgins. At your age it looks a little…pathetic.”

It felt like he had slapped you in the face. You bit your lip trying not to cry, but you might have been doing a poor job. 

“I …” your voice croaked. ‘I gotta go. I've got a headache.”

“Oh, I know you do, “ he laughed softly. 

You looked up at him in confusion. 

“Take a nap. I'll see you tomorrow.”

-

You didn't sleep well that night at all. You just kept thinking of his cold eyes, and the way he spoke to you. You knew Chase could sometimes be a little uncaring to others, but never to you before. It hurt. 

It didn't get better when you arrived at school and saw him sitting next to Kate. Arm wrapped around her shoulder. His eyes connected with yours and then he leaned down to kiss her. You didn't get it. He seemed to smirk at you like he enjoyed upsetting you, but you didn't understand what you did wrong.

Part 2

[crayonverse]

im listening through my spotify playlist rn and Traitor by daughtry is so Sebase coded (real)

[concreteburialplot]

pretty sure you’re my fellow chase atlantic girlie that i’ve seen posted on my feed but if something chase atlantic x bad omens ever happened i. would. lose. my. mind. like i’m fully aware that noah would have fun posting things just because he likes to create chaos but someone on the bo tiktok account reposted cas’s video and it doesn’t mean anything but like,,, chase atlantic and bad omens are my bread and butter. and i mean they’re aware of each other just saying 🤠

and i’m sure if there ever was a collab someone somewhere would have smth negative to say but they could stfu because those are my angels. LIKE I’M SORRY can you imagine a chase atlantic feature on a song like bad decisions????

i need it. (at the same time i’m not ready for it)

YES! I AM HER! i am your fellow chase / omens girlie lmao

(just seeing their logos side by side like that makes me feel dizzy & makes my heart explode)

i actually hadn’t heard anything about the repost so thank you for bringing it to my attention! i just about lost my mind 🥲 my fav boys interacting ? 😭 my heart 😩 they are also my babies so get it 100% 🥺

(you didn’t ask for this but i’m offering it anyway 🥲)

so, couple things that come into play here that i think are interesting

warning: beyond this point will contain lengthy unnecessary, unasked for, unwarranted & disorganized reaching, theories, wishful delusional thinking & dissection. i am a swiftie at heart so it’s a reflex to look too much into cryptic behavior lol

+ rambling bc i’m a gemini who loves chase atlantic & rarely gets to talk about them to anyone so 🥲💔

i’m also aware that omens x chase fans are very niche & nobody actually cares what i have to say about this topic but whatever 🥲💔 i just need to get this out 🥲

1 - i have known for a while that at least noah knows about / is a fan of chase atlantic. i believe he liked a tweet about them a while ago, when chase was doing a livestream i think? & he’s posted about them before, example here:

whether or not chase knows about bad omens i’m not sure but they probably do now at least

2 - Omens & Chase are under the same management company! They’re both under MDDN, so they’re at least in the same circles

3 - as much as i’d KILLLLL to hear chase feature on bad decisions i unfortunately don’t think noah would be down for it (i think he’s stated before he’s not open to features on bad omens’ discography ?? but i could be mistaken) - so the more likely scenario in the realm of (unrealistic) features would be noah featuring on a chase song

4 - the Bad Omens official tiktok account has only reposted 6 videos total, besides cas’ & the other 5 were specifically about the band - with how they handle their social media i find it interesting that they’d do that

also

obviously Kras is in CA so them reposting it isn’t out of the ordinary BUT both band accounts reposted the same day (even tho the video itself was posted 6 days ago, they both reposted the next day) - again just interesting

5 - the audio on the tiktok was mamacita so that begs the question that if there WERE to be a collab … would it be noah featuring on mamacita …………. bc the thought of that …. makes my head spin 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 (we also been knew that noah’s music taste is vast, so him being interested in / open to featuring on a different genre track, especially of a band he likes, isn’t THAT crazy to imagine)

6 - however the caption cas’ tiktok was something like “christian said that if you use this filter he’ll show you his verse on mamacita” so that could mean a couple things IF a collab is being teased

a - it’s not actually kras’ verse it’s noah’s

b - kras’ verse could be first & noah’s 2nd (😵‍💫)

c - they’re hinting at a feature on another song on chase’s upcoming album

d - there is no collab & i’m a clown for believing that there could be (it’s this one)

7 - we know chase is open to having features from different genres & are pretty lax about who they work with (& lax in general)

8 - i’m unsure how well the collab would be received - i think noah featuring on chase would go over significantly better than the other way around but still idk - chase’ fanbase seems a lot more chill than omens

REGARDLESS i fear for chase if they collab bc [a lot of] bad omens fans are mean, judgy & ruthless especially about artists outside of metal/metalcore. chase’s fandom is fairly chill (in my experience) & unfortunately i honestly think any interaction with bad omens would bring a lot of unnecessary drama & hate to them :///// and i can smell the “bad omens is selling out” accusations from here

9 - again i think the repost was really interesting & unusual for their normal social media activity/strategy & so the fact that it’s so out of the ordinary + subtle + sneaky ON TOP OF ALLL of those other factors ^ has got me extremely intrigued

10 - that all being said ……. unfortunately as you touched on, Noah is a troll at heart, so he could very well just be causing mischief - for what reason, nobody knows - also choosing that tiktok was so random ?? so ?? [especially since it was cas’ tiktok, not chase or even their members??]

i’m interested to see if there’s any other sneaky interactions between them moving forward - noah loves taylor swift so he may be taking a page or 2 from her book & starting to get more cryptic as their fanbase expands ?? lol

seeing kras on the same page of an omens official account really made me feel crazy. that is something i never ever thought i’d see, thought i was hallucinating lol (i love them so much 🥹)

i am slightly hopeful but also ready to be disappointed lol

am i a fool for underestimating noah sebastian’s troll behavior? probably

has he trolled me before? yes

will i have too much faith in him to not troll me again after this? yeah :/

regardless,

anyway sorry this is ridiculously long for no reason & nobody actually cares about my insane hypothesizing 🥲 if anyone got this far, you’re a trooper & i’m giving you a star

i was just really really really excited about this bc i love them both so much & nobody else cares & it made me really sad but it’s fine 🥲🥲💔💔

[sparxyv]

Do you ship milena with any characters in game? Love her design btw :)

thank you!!! 💜

short answer - yes! i do ship her with sebastian (original, i know)

BUT i also ship her with other characters .. i just consider those AUs 🫣

milena's canon ship is def sebastian, it always has been, even since i first started drawing her last december (but she was a little different then 😭😭)

some of milena's first design + sebastian

and although i ship them, i don't even know if i'd consider them a couple atm?? if anything, milena has no time for relationships in fifth year at all and neither does sebastian, plus he wouldn't even recognize his feelings for her until some time into their sixth year. (but they're 100% best friends that annoy each other constantly 🥰)

and of course.. samantha dale and milena - in a universe where seb didn't exist (peaceful 🫶)

there's one other character, but he's an oc, and technically only a part of milena's past 😋 perhaps i'll show him someday in a comic or something??

+ if there's one character i'd NEVER ship milena with (nor would she ever like that way) it would be mousey 100%

they're practically siblings, just without the blood-relation 🤞

[arand0mdutchgirl]

new chaz fanfic

I'm thrilled to announce that i just spent 2 hours editing and rewriting the final part of the chaz reunion of my kidnapping fic! We still have 2 chapters of aftermath and one surprise chapter left, but other then that my longest fic yet is finally done. We're almost at 67k which feels insane.

I hope you love this heavy but fluffy chaz reunion chapter. I'd really appreciate it if you'd let me know your thoughts.

Double surprise; i also finished my Kaz has adhd comfort fic today; i'll share that link next or you could check out my ao3: ARandomDutchGirl

@klepto-kaz @lab-trash

@labrodents @spikes-got-anger-issues

@davenweenie @davenskrt

[fandomfluffandfuck]

https://www.tumblr.com/fandomfluffandfuck/737621127746158592/evansensations-chris-evans-as-andy-barber-in

danggg where's that pool scene gif from the covenant 👀 young seb drooling over the man swimming towards him, his legs locked up and refusing to help him not just stand there and s t a r e 👀👀

(chase x andy or evanstan? both delicious thots mhm)

i mean, since we're talking about the covenant, let's incorporate the shower scene to this fantasy, shall we? months later he surprises his daddy with a visit to the pool during his regular workout hours and shows up with a skimpy little number...

cue the possessive hands all over chase's body, the brat in him going pliant over the bigger man's fingers cupping his jaw and the other slowly inching towards his tiny little trunks... andy going, 'this a present for me, sweet thing?' while chase lets out a groan, he can't think anymore, ok? he just wants those large hands in him, on him, any way he can get it, please!

related to this

Woooof, yeah, that's a great fucking AU idea! Twink Sebastian with DILF fucking Evans 😮‍💨😮‍💨

And, Jesus Christ, the idea of Chase (or Sebastian) showing up at the pool later to surprise Andy (or Chris)? Too much. 😮‍💨😮‍💨

He'd be covered in goosebumps, shivering and shaking as Andy touches him everywhere--it's cold in the changing rooms, and Andy's big, possessive hands are damp but warm from the water he was just swimming in, plus, he's hot all over from exercising. His heart pounding in his chest, and the veins in the back of his hands and forearms emboldened. The temperature difference leaves Chase gasping, then weak at the knees as he melts, getting just as hot. Hotter. Blushing with his eyes rolling back into his head as Andy clamps one hand over his mouth, muffling all his pathetic, tiny mewls as he shoves his other hand underneath his flimsy excuse for swim trunks and plays with his little hole. It's so sensitive and, "my, my, my, what's this? Were you already greedy today, sweetheart? Were you playing with yourself before you came and gave yourself to me to have? Presented on a silver fuckin' platter. Swear to God." He's already slick and loose with lube.

Chase whines and claws at his wrist and forearm, struggling to hold onto anything and not slump down the lockers he's been pressed against. Stuck between Andy's hot, big, broad chest and the cold metal lockers behind him. Overwhelmed.

[klaus-littlestwolf]

Question…

Was anyone ever as obsessed with this man as I was? I was a child watching this movie and I swear he was one of the first villains I fell in love with…

I need Chase Collins content and idk why I’m in a this mood right now but I’m going crazy

Someone help me…or send me a request, idk…