#sean / musings.

[stellar-waves]

so badly

She's got the nerve to say she wants to fuck that boy so badly.

And who can blame her? All the ladies swoon over him, and he fucking loves the attention. It's obvious in how he stands across the room, hands in his pants pockets, his crisp blue dress shirt unbuttoned almost halfway down his chest, and his sleeves rolled up to his elbow showing off his beautiful arms. 

But that look...that look, I know is for me. 

He smiles, his blue eyes bright as he focuses on me, pretending to listen to whoever is still talking to him. My face flushes as he rakes his fingers through his hair, just like he did last night in the shower. 

All I could do was stare breathlessly as the warm soapy water glistened over his skin and trickled across his chiseled shoulders and down his back.

I can almost taste the vapor on my lips as he approaches, lips pursed yet barely containing his grin as his eyes smile instead. 

"Hey, you," his sensual voice draws out into the air. 

And I can't help the smirk born from the jealous gasps I hear.

. . .

[ludmilachaibemachado]

September 16, 2010 - The Lennon family supported Julian at the opening night party celebrating his "Timeless" photography exhibition at the Morrison Hotel Gallery in New York City. Sean and Julian stand by as their mothers embrace🌻🎍🌻

Getty Images🎍

[leilighet]

[touchbased]

muse: seamus “sean” boland. late twenties. wrote a fairly successful true crime novel a year ago and is currently attempting to recreate that high. open to: m/f/nb plot: sean is on a sabbatical in a tiny, sleepy town, trying to write his next novel, where he meets your muse. they hit it off immediately and he wants to take things further... but little does he know your muse is in witness protection and lying about who they are. aka gimme angsty forbidden shit <3

"you're kind of a mystery, you know that?" despite his teasing smile, the friendly tilt of his head, sean thinks he might be serious. they're in his rental (always his place, never theirs), a bottle of wine between them on the couch, and he feels like he both knows them better than anyone else in town and not at all. "like, i don't even know where you grew up, or if you have any siblings. you're not secretly married with kids, are you?"

[sqvirely]

[ofyorkshire]

hummmms... reminded that bj would actually be very susceptible to cults.

desperate for connection, love, and acceptance in multiple angles. would bend, quite frankly, to any amount of it and forgives a lot in order to get it.

[dc-himbo]

My brain can't even fathom how much Bruce Wayne can bench press. No wonder he had a gym in the Manor. Could you imagine local loveable himbo Bruce Wayne going to the local Gotham Gym and crushing 2,000 lbs like it's nothing? All the press is just like that's our strong gentle dumb giving billionaire. Bruce is like haha stop I'm blushing and trips on the doorframe on the way out of the gym. Meanwhile all the villains are just like Mr. Wayne sure can lift he's just as strong as Batman tee hee.

Mind blowing.

[g0dforb1d]

like this for starter with Sean-Cassidy

[johannestevans]

i love aaron hotchner basically going to sean like why dont you want to be like our father? he was so successful and so good...

like hotch why would he or you want him to be like your father. given ... you know. Everything he did to you

i love denial

[someotherdog]

character: sean open: f/nb plot: sean is a popular and rich senior that plays hockey for the local college, he doesn’t understand why your muse won’t give him the time of day ( based on pretty in pink ) this post was made using beta editor, please do not reblog it in legacy as i no longer have access to it!

“you know i’ve liked you for four years and you treat me like shit. i don’t understand, what’s your problem?” sean leaned against their car, preventing the door from being opened. “i’ve been with a lot of girls at this school,” he huffed indignantly, eyebrow quirking, “i don’t see what makes you so different.”

[littlequeenies]

June 18, 2012 - Lee Starkey and Jay Mehler, with Barbara Bach (not shown), Olivia Harrison, Yoko Ono and sean Lennon attend a Council Reception launching Yoko Ono's exhibition 'To The Light' at The Serpentine Gallery in London, England.

(Photo by Dave M. Benett/Getty Images)

[stellar-waves]

make you cry

He looked away, and my stomach dropped. "I didn't mean to make you cry," he muttered, still not able to bring his eyes back to mine.

I wanted to believe him. I wanted to believe he would never, ever hurt me. But he did. And there was no going back to how we used to be. Really, we weren't anything. But the hope of what we could be crashed around my heart as he lowered his head.

He inhaled a shaky breath, and my skin flushed with an angry heat. I wanted to make him cry. I wanted him to feel the same pain I felt. I wanted him to feel like he's wasted his time. The only solace came in how his eyebrows pressed together with regret.

Until his damn blue eyes flicked back up, grasping at the last bit of hope that orbited around us. A chill ran up my spine and engulfed the anger, replaced by that familiar urge to forgive.

I closed the space between us, and his arms wrapped around me. But I couldn't shake that feeling of him wanting someone else. I knew I would never be enough for him.

. . .

[ludmilachaibemachado]

John, Yoko and baby Sean🎍🎍🎍

Via @adayinthelifeofabeatlewife on Instagram🎍

[cherrywinebyhozier]

can't tell if i want him or want to look like him

[touchbased]

muse: seamus "sean" boland. thirty. wrote a fairly successful true crime novel a year ago and is currently attempting to recreate that high. open to: m / f / nb plot: sean is an aspiring best selling novelist that's just rented out a secluded cabin in upstate new york. your muse in his new neighbor, one he can't help but be attracted to, try as he might. gimme all the sexual tension you can muster pls <3

"you had no right to cut down that tree," he spits out, as though the property is his, rather than belonging to some unbothered landlord he found on airbnb a few weeks prior. he's only been staying at the lake house a few days and yet he finds himself fiercely devoted to and protective of the land. "looking through the mail is one thing — don't even try to pretend like you don't, because i've seen the ring camera tapes — " he hasn't, but what's the real harm in pretending? "but this is a new low for you. what, the owners fuck off to florida for a month and you decide you suddenly have free reign?"

[sqvirely]