A/N: This was SUPER fun to write and I hope everyone likes the song choice, which is Tick Tick Boom by The Hives. Let me know what you think! Also Sebastian now goes to McKinley for this, my thinking was he switched schools cuz he likes you and it adds another reason for Finn to dislike him…but you can come up with any other reason why..ha ha
Pairing: Sebastian Smythe x Reader (Finn on the side-ish)
Prompt: Sebastian and Finn fight over the reader through song and the reader breaks up an actual fight between them, then tends to Sebastian’s cuts/bruises and she admits she likes him. (Suggested by Anonymous, whoever you are out there let me know what you think!)
Word Count: 1,701
Warnings: They do fight nothing huge. I really wanted this to feel like a scene from Glee, where its kind like a music video but the lyrics are jabs at one another yet they still sing the song as a whole….hope that made sense.
Also I don’t own the GIFs.
Sebastian’s Singing is Bold
Finn’s Singing is in Italics
Both are in * Bold Italics
All lines of lyric will be Block Quoted as well
Tick Tick Boom
The bell rang throughout the halls of Mckinley as the students flooded in. Everyone was bustling around as they grabbed things from their lockers and made their way to class. Many conversations were being had and laughter rang out. You reach your locker as Kurt approaches you.
“Okay please tell me you are in for this weekend.” He started to fix his hair in your locker mirror. “Because I’ve already counted you in.”
“Of course, I would not miss game night for the world.” You say as you pull a textbook out of your locker.
“Oh, there’s Blaine.” He quickly walked away, “See you later and don’t forget you need to bring a partner!”
You smile and shake your head. As you close your locker you catch the eye of Sebastian across the hall. He smiles at you before you hold his stare for a moment before walking away. As you reach the end of the hallway Finn came quickly around the corner almost running into you.
“Oh, Y/N, Sorry,” He said in his flustered voice, “Didn’t see ya there, well I don’t see many people on account of how tall I am.” His cheeks started to flush slightly.
You look up at him, “No harm no foul.” and smile. “Well I gotta get to class.”
He awkwardly waved you off. Just as Finn turned back down the hallway he saw Sebastian watching and the two instantly had a stare down. Everything else seem to blur away into the background leaving only the two of them.
All of a sudden a single guitar started to strum two double beats before a heavy rhythm of drums, guitar and bass came in and their eyes narrowed at each other.
Yeeeahhhh, I was right all along
As Finn walked passed Sebastian he continued to stare him down
Yeaaaahhh, You come tagging along
Sebastian slams his locker shut and turns to follow Finn, He puts on a smile as he sees Mercedes and Sam talking. He nudges Finn with his shoulder as he crosses in front of him cutting him off slightly
Exhibit A, on the tray, what you say? As I throw it in your face.
Finn turned so he was walking backwards
Exhibit B, what you see? Well thats me, I put it back in your place.
They both began walking down the hall together
* They’ve done it before and I can do it some more so what you waiting for?
Sebastian looked over at Finn,
Yeeeahhhh, I was right all along.
As they reached the end of the hallway they were getting even more testy. People began starring as they walked.
* ‘Cause I have done it before and I can do it some more, I got my eye on the score, I’m gunna cut to the core. Its too late, its too soon or is it? Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, Boom.
When they reach the end of the hallway they furiously walk in front of each other criss crossing, each taking a separate hallway at the T. Finn going left while Sebastian Right.
The music intensifies again, with a heavy beat As Sebastian walks he sees a poster of Finn for prom King. He runs his tongue over his front teeth in frustration.
Yeeeahhhh, I was right you were wrong.
Yeeeahhhh, going going you’re gone
He rips down the sign and crinkles into a wad of paper before tossing it into the trash. Finn walked past one of his posters that Sebastian had defaced with a permanent marker. Finns face pulled into a scowl
I saw you hesitating, waiting to much, till it slipped through your hands.
Sebastian shook his head as he walked.
And then you stagger to your feet and out the door ‘cause there’s no second chance
As they each reach the corner they harshly turn,
They each make their way to one destination. As they continued down the now empty hallway Sebastian started dancing and jumping off the walls as he continued while Finn ditched his backpack and began to psych himself up as if he was about to go out onto the football field.
* ‘Cause I have done it before and I can do it some more, I got my eye on the score, I’m gunna cut to the core. Its too late, its too soon or is it? Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick,
They each enter the auditorium in a dramatic entrance, Finn slams the door open and Sebastian kicks the door open. Each of them letting the door slam behind them,
You are sitting in class when Rachel frantically enters, “Rach, whats going on.”
“You need to come with me right now.” She pulls on your arm.
You protest slightly, “Class is about to start.”
“Trust me.” As you follow her you realize she is taking you to the auditorium. On your way many of the other Glee members followed. As you entered you saw Finn and Sebastian on stage, all of you stood their watching the spectacle play out.
Sebastian nodded his head sharply towards Finn. the music was lower this time, more base but just as heavy.
And you come crying to me, but it’s too late
Finn began to walk across the stage as Grant walked towards him
The man you try hard to be, but it’s too late
They met in the middle and turned around each other before walking backwards while keeping eye contact.
Finn started to pace slightly
Get your head out of the sand but it’s too late.
It’s too late
They were practically screaming at each other as the tension built.They turned away from each other in frustration, Sebastian mocked Finn under his breath
Oh yeah but it’s too late
Finn looked out of the corner of his eye,
yeah it’s too late
Get your head out of the sand, it’s too late.
Sebastian shook his head with a cocky smile
Finn took a deep breath,
It’s too late, too late.
They started to circle each other on the stage like birds circling their prey.
* You know I have done it before and I can do it some more, I got my eye on the score, I’m gunna cut to the core. You know I have done it before and I can do it some more, I got my eye on the score, I’m gunna cut to the core.
“Someone go get Mr. Schue” You say as you start to make your way towards the stage, “Now.” Out of the corner of your eye you see a few people scurry out.
It’s too late.
Finn shot out
It’s too soon, it’s too late.
Sebastian shot back.
It’s too soon.
Finn was getting more frustrated,
* Its too late it’s too soon.
Sebastian let out a short sigh through his nose as he smirked,
or is it?
With every word they stepped closer and closer to one another.
* Tick, Tick, Tick, Tick, Tick, Tick, Tick
They snapped. Fists were flying and it was an all out brawl on the stage. You quickly run up onto the stage in attempt to break them up but a hand on your shoulder held you back. You look up to see Mr. Schue running in front of you.
You watch as they rolled around on the floor ending with Finn on top of Sebastian laying out punches. Instantly Mr. Schue pulled Finn up and off Sebastian who started to rise up on his elbows in an attempt to get up. You run up discouraging him from coming back at Finn.
“What is going on!?” Mr. Schue had his big voice on. “This is not how we settle things.”
Both boys were breathing hard, adrenaline still pumping through their veins. Their glares at one another could kill.
You look at Finn as Mr. Schue spoke, “Finn, my office now.” He starts to retaliate. “Walk it off, my office now.”
You both turn to Sebastian, “Sebastian, get cleaned up and get to my office and if either of you so much as looks at each other wrong, so help me.”
You push Sebastian back slightly to get him to snap out of it. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.”
You tug on his arm, leading him into the girls bathroom near the auditorium. He leans against the sink and crossed his arms like a little kid who just got scolded. You quickly grab some paper towel and get them wet. He had a slightly swollen, black eye with a gash over his left eyebrow. He must have split his lip as well at some point as a small amount of blood was there as well.
You position yourself in front of him, his long legs on either side of you.“Ya know, I’ve never had two guys fight over me before.” You start as you wipe his lip before you start dabbing his brow making him wince. “I’m not a fan.”
He stayed quiet, his eyes down, as you continued to work. “Hey,” His eyes flick up to yours. “I appreciate the gesture, I think.”
The look of defeat began to creep over his eyes, “But you choose Finn, I get it.” He pushed your hand to the side with an instant aggravated attitude.
You raise your eyebrows slightly, “You’re such an idiot.”
You lean down and gently press your lips to his. You felt him jump slightly in shock before he uncrossed his arms letting them settle on either side of your waist. You slowly pull away but he doesn’t let go. “I choose you Sebastian, I’ve had feeling for you for a while now. I just didn’t know how to bring it up. I would have sooner if I knew all that was going to happen.”
A smile slowly grew on his face before he let out a small laugh. “I am such an idiot.”
You finish cleaning him up before you walk together to Mr. Schue’s office to find out what Sebastian’s punishment would be. Right as the two you reach the office he stops you, brings his hands up to cup either side of you cheeks and kisses you again. He smiles then enters the office.
With the start of a new year comes a new resolution. What may that be for Sebastian Smythe, you ask? My new year’s resolution is to surpass my already difficultly achieved level of greatness. Which means that I will make sure that The Warblers and the lacrosse team don’t suffer any pathetic losses against our lessers and that we will end the year as the undefeated Champions. What is everybody’s new year’s resolution? And if it’s something along the lines of promoting world peace, save it. Nobody is interested in hearing about your inachievable pipe dream.
Not sure if I believe the Apple Tree Yard theory.
But I checked on the PBS schedule for my state, Texas and there’s a show called Father Brown that is airing before the normal schedule of Mercy Street and Victoria.
Now the episode that is airing is 3x03, The Invisible Man.
Here’s the summary that’s up on IMDB: When the circus comes to the village newly wealthy clown Reggie Smythe reminds waitress Laura Hope, engaged to young Nicholas, that she once promised to marry either him or circus hypnotist Arthur Welkin, whichever made his fortune first. Laura is quick to point out that she was only joking, but then Reggie is found stabbed to death after being threatened by Arthur Welkin–though Welkin has an alibi. Laura amazes everybody by agreeing to marry the hypnotist, so Father Brown announces that he will conduct the ceremony - and so uncover the truth.“
The episode originally aired back on Jan. 7, 2015 so I’m confused as to why they would air this show at random.
I found this photo while googling Sherlock and Father Brown.
Alright, the time has come– William Smythe is throwing a party. It’s an end of the summer bash that everyone should do their best to be at. One last hurrah before we have to get back to cramming for tests and getting up early. One last crazy act of craziness before structure and boring comes along for yet another year. I’ll also be setting up the tables, so those that are up for the task, bring all the money you’re willing to lose to me and my buddies. I’m pretty stoked, so make sure you clear your schedules, because all out chaos might ensue.
Sebastian was on a business trip again. She knew when she saw “B. Anderson” light up his phone at 3 am Thursday night that it was going to be another one of those weekends away for her husband. Hopefully he was enjoying himself, because she would be saddled with a new case. Old money white male who was fond the 1%, embezzlement, offshore banking, corporate greed, and underaged prostitutes–Santana was going to nail him, the very definition of everything she hated. She also had an event to go to, which was unfortunate. She’d rather be pouring over her files and notes, figuring just how to get this guy behind bars. It wouldn’t be easy. It never was when she was up against this certain breed of power-crazed-god-complex-rich-misogyntic-asshole. But that only meant it would so much fun to see him crash and burn, courtesy of her.
At least her husband remembered to hire a babysitter, Lily’s nanny taking some time off to care for her ailing mother. It was a shame. They both loved her, and she was a fixture in her daughter’s life. Try as she might, Santana couldn’t be super mom while also being one of the leading up-and-coming prosecutors in New York, helping to bring Smythe & Lopez further into the limelight. And there she was, hand and hand with Sebastian, waiting to inherent both of their father’s legacy. They made a killer team, but when it came to their marriage? Not so much. Lily was worth it though. Worth anything he put her through, worth whatever she had to cover up with a smile and a well-timed kiss. Santana could never hate Sebastian because he gave her the one thing she loved the most in the world; the only thing she put above carving out a vicious career for herself.
They had money, obviously, their penthouse as ritzy as they came. It was Saturday night and Santana had that benefit to go to, one that her husband was so distraught to have to miss. At least, that’s what he told everyone. But business was business after all, and it wasn’t like Santana needed him in the slightest. Yes, she looked good on his arm and vice versa, but she could play this game solo. It was all about the bullshitting and the schmoozing, one of the “perks” of the job that she wasn’t that fond of. She always found time for a little intimidation, though. She was on top. The hottest and sharpest asset to the firm, and everyone knew it.
Lily was sitting on the boudoir in the master’s stellar bathroom, watching as Santana applied her make-up and curled her hair in the mirror, dressed in a silk robe. They shared a fun banter, and Santana ran her fingers through her daughter’s long light brown hair, dusted blush across her freckles, and pretended to put mascara on her lashes. Lily watched her with big brown eyes that matched her mother’s perfectly. They both heard the doorbell then, and Lily took off like a rocket, running straight to her bedroom to hide.
Santana stood, walking towards their foyer to examine the screen that showed what their surveillance camera was tuned to. She saw a blonde that looked young standing just outside. The doorman must have let her up after confirming her identity– it was Brittany something. Or maybe Bethany? Santana admittedly wasn’t paying too much attention when Sebastian told her about their new hire, only interested in her background check and references. Her husband assured her that she was legit, and Santana believed it. Lily was his favorite thing, too.
She opened it, and took a step back. “I’m guessing you’re the babysitter?” she asked pointedly, fixing her with an expectant gaze just after her eyes raked over her appearance. Tall and thin. Pretty blue eyes. “I’m Santana,” she said, offering the younger girl her hand, her expensive garment slipping open just enough to notice, but not see her goods.
Notes: Taking on Promptember. Day One Prompt: Person A comes home from the store, and asks person B to help them unload. Person B finds that A has bought pumpkins. And only pumpkins.
“Hey, babe? Sebastian?” Kurt’s voice echoed through the house as Sebastian looked up from his book, marking his page with his thumb.
“In here,” he called, Kurt’s face popping through the doorway a moment later.
“Can you come help me unload the car, please?” Kurt asked with a smile.
Sebastian stared at him for a moment, slightly suspicious of both the smile and the request for help. “You want help? And what’s that thing you’re doing with your face?” he asked, putting a small piece of paper in the book and setting it down as he got up.