dreamless

❝ so a few days ago this little fella popped up in my campsite, ❞ the topic change came to him smooth as butter, and as he spoke, he pulled out the cartridge from his jacket's chest pocket and replaced the other game with it. what was it doing there? ❝ and picture this, he's a cranky frog. couldn't get any better than that! my first thought was no way, sebastian moved in to my town. and he likes rock! ❞ amidst another wave of a verbal avalanche sent to smother sebastian, sam booted up his save and made his little avatar move to where the animal in question lived.

thankfully , it didn't take long for sebastian to recover . the onslaught of words served as a welcomed distraction from the momentary embarrassment . before he knew it , pokemon was stored away ( rather carelessly ) and animal crossing was loading with the familiar sound of a cheerful , groovy tune accompanying the menu.

❝ camofrog , huh ? ❞ sam really knew him well . enough to find similarities , even in silly little game characters . sebastian hardly had time to speak before his words were muffled by another excited rant― not that he minded . he was more of a listener than a speaker , anyway .

he leaned into sam's shoulder to get a closer look at the screen , taking in the sight of the little camouflaged frog . a tiny smirk played at the corners of his lips as he decided that now might be a good time to mess with his ride or die a bit .

one weird tip - lemon demon

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❝ hmm hmm ... okay, let's get this bread, ❞ with clear determination in his voice, sam pressed the buttons on his console, the letters almost completely faded with how much time he had put into his gaming. clearly the device was well-used and loved, adorned with frog and pizza shaped stickers. a small tribute to his favorite thing ... and the only friend he truly had in town.

the advice from sebastian seemed to have worked in sam's favor, as the gym leader no longer posed a danger & he could progress in the game. the focus on his face faded and gave in to a bright smile, followed by let's goooo mouthed wordlessly. ❝ oh wow, sebby! you're the best! not gonna lie, i spent like ... three days trying to figure out what the problem was. mwah. ❞ the sentence ended with an impromptu peck on sebastian's cheek, because that would be an accurate response to your best friend helping you in a game. slowly, he then proceeded to rest his head on sebastian's shoulder. all the pieces of this puzzle were in the right places, the planets were aligned just right.

and then came the unexpected kiss to his cheek . is was brief , only a flicker of a moment , but it was enough to send sebastian twisting his head in the opposite direction , and the vertebrae in his neck cracked in protest to the sharp motion .

❝ u-uh . right . ❞ the hint of embarrassment in his tone was hardly a hint . it flooded every syllable , just as the dusting of red flooded his cheeks . ( move on , sebastian , forget about it ! )

❝ oh, wow! sebby, you really don't have to! i mean ... i'm still looking to complete my pokédex ... so that's a generous offer ... ❞ he audibly gasped at the gesture, doing some mental math on whichever pocket monsters he needed for his goal to be achieved. it was soon put to an end as he couldn't for the life of his remember which ones were already sat snuggled in his boxes. ❝ but a trade is a trade! i'll get you something in return ... once i get lucky enough. ❞

with his console booted up and ready to go, sam invited himself to sit up on the bed, back leaning against the wall. as the intro played on the screen, he peeked at sebastian, actively eating something that wasn't junk or quickly scraped together in the kitchen. he knew those depression meals all too well & they never looked good ...

❝ okay so i'm kinda stuck at the water type gym ... i've been grinding in the grass but ... dunno. i know electric type's good against water, but quagsire won't budge! it's so annoying. think you could help me? ❞ the endless chatter wouldn't stop, as a clearly frustrated sam scrolled through his party. eventually, the game universe was bound to suck him in harder than reality, and it was up to sebastian to either drag him out or enable the behavior.

next in the line on the cassette was dream on with its gentle intro on the keyboard sam loved so much. gently bobbing his head to the rhythm, he beamed tenderly.

the words spilled forth from sam in a relentless torrent , barely leaving a mark on sebastian's mind . the sheer force of sam's verbal barrage nearly sent sebastian tumbling off the bed . yet , as sam nestled against the wall , finding his comfort , it somehow anchored sebastian back to the present moment .

without much thought , he shifted too , pressing his back against the wall and feeling a wave of relief wash over him as the tension eased from his spine . leaning to his left , he peered over sam's shoulder , curiosity piqued by the glowing screen .

❝ come on , samson . you know this . ❞ he chided lightly , a playful reprimand in his voice . ❝ electric types are strong against water , yeah . but grass types are both strong against and resistant to water . ❞

a soft sigh escaped him as he slumped against sam's shoulder .

Low flow at Wentworth Falls.

This is composed of 9 images stitched together using Hugin Panorama Creator as I become enamoured with panoramas once again.

FINALLY FINISHED THIS!! my own interpretation and additions to Sebastian's room in sdv ! Tried to keep anything in the image from the year 2010 or predated. i think theres a few give and takes but i really like the "older brother" early 2000s grunge aesthetic on another level and i thought who better fits it than him. I put a lot of references to stuff i personally like as well ^_^

The beach is not so bad after all

When it’s night of course.

as if by some innate instinct to transfer his nurturing onto sebastian, he thought very little before leaning in and combing stray hairs from the pale face. with a soft tuck behind the ear, his job was finished, and no greasy streaks would get into the way of nutrition. that's what besties and bros do, yes? break the personal bubbles & get uncomfortably close?

❝ hope you're ready for some good ol' guns n' roses, elo, and kiss ... 'cause that's what i've got on repeat these days, ❞ he hummed, getting up once more to make a short walk to the aforementioned destinations. as usual, the radio was unplugged, and the wall socket area was covered in a thick layer of dust. sam, used to his music players always being exhausted to the point of machine death, couldn't really wrap his head around this phenomenon. but that wouldn't be the first time they'd differ for whatever reason, making their relationship all the more confusing to bystanders. just a little shuffling around, popping the cassette in ... and soft drums of don't bring me down filled the void of the basement room immediately.

oh thank yoba― sam wasn't upset . sebastian would have been shocked if the blonde were truly angry over anything , but the anxiety gnawed at the back of his mind anyway , despite knowing better .

there was something so soft and sweet in the way that sam moved about the room , so familiar with the dingy space . his words droned on in sebastian's mind , mostly going in one ear and out the other , but the programmer treasured the muffled prattling anyway , even if he struggled to retain half of it .

the music began , and sebastian found his head bobbing to the infectious beat , delicately balancing consuming his meal with letting the tune wash over him . it was a perfect blend― just upbeat enough to stir the torpid neurons in his brain , but not enough to overwhelm .

sam really knew him way too well , huh ?

❝ cool , ❞ he murmured around a mouthful , now balancing more than three stimulants all at once . but the talk of games was a familiar comfort , as was the sight of sam giving himself not-so-subtle reminders of the conversation ideas that seemed to escape him all too quickly .

❝ i , uh― ❞ slender fingers twisted the drawstring of his hoodie , centering his mind and allowing for focus .

❝ i finally snagged a female combee a few weeks ago . it's yours if you want a vespiquen . ❞

maybe that would appease the other― just a little bribe to make up for sebastian's absence .