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Welcome to:

✨Crackhead Redraws✨

no.3

Where I redraw photos and memes my friends send me because it’s funny!

He deserves to relax every once in a while 🥰

References down here!

yandere!rich boy with socialite!streamer!reader imagine

warnings: strong language, drug/alcohol usage, sexual references, fem!reader, subtle hints of obsessive thoughts, delusional thoughts, gaslighting/manipulation, masculine toxicity. minors dni.

Special thanks to @thatstrangesheep for helping me polish this draft to the best it can be, and @hotnbloodied for giving me inspiration when I least expected with their own piece revolving around a yandere!rich boy. I'll leave the link to their work here. Also thanks to @deathmetalunicorn1 for helping me find the right pic for this fic.

So with that being said, sit back, relax, and enjoy the show! :)

divider by @cafekitsune

The Everetts have been in charge of the high society hierarchy since the city’s foundation over two hundred years ago, becoming leaders in the steel industry and later other areas of business. Each member in this family has been successful, and they all had high expectations of their children as soon as they were able to go to school: become well-rounded in academics and sports, rub shoulders with the right people and never bring any shame to their legacy. 

Unfortunately, Sebastian Everett has already achieved the title of black sheep at twenty; indulging in casual sex, snorting white lines of crack in an attempt to drown out his grandfather’s boring-ass lectures and try to peek down the hot secretary’s too tight blouse. His stellar marks in Chemistry, Calculus, and other difficult subjects were his only saving grace from being disinherited. He knew how to apply himself. He just doesn’t feel the need to.

Is he immature and spoiled? Absolutely. Does he care? Not really. Why stress about it all, when trying to be perfect when it isn’t humanly possible? Life isn’t supposed to all work and no play. Yes, he's fucked up a lot. But hey, who hasn't at his age? Plus, no matter what he does or the career path he'll ultimately take, it will never be good enough. Not to his granddad, not to his parents, nobody. And you know what? He's fine with that. He's always managed to do well on his own without their help.

Now, imagine this insufferable bloke meeting you, a sweet little darling at one of the family’s annual galas. He knows who is who on the social scene, and this sheep’s family were rich and famous. Just not like him. The cherry on top is that he knows you’re faking it. Why? Because you attend the same university as he does, sharing only a couple of classes because your major is different from his own. You weren’t that special, and you certainly looked like you could loosen up a little. So being the nice guy he is, Sebastian swooped in with a smile and offered you something to help relax, preferably on the back veranda when no one usually hung out during happy hour.

To his surprise and embarrassment, you politely declined his offer before excusing yourself to join some other chicks that just showed up. The fuck? Did you seriously brush up a once-in-lifetime opportunity to hang out with the guy everyone wants to be their friend and amp up their social status? Yes, he knows he's an asshole but damn it this was an insult. Big time. 

He utilized the best tech team money could buy and had a list of your social media accounts in his room Monday morning. After all, there’s no better way to make someone so arrogant know their place in this city than trash their social media accounts. They are a fucking lifeline nowadays; one false move, one nasty little comment, and you were history, finished, forever chained to a part-time job at McDonald’s. God, he is a genius. He is great and yet he is humble. 

He looked through your Viewtube account and saw your most popular ones were either titled study with me or write with me for an hour, gentle piano music. University application advice or tips or capsule wardrobing was a close second. Wait, what? Writing vlogs? The fuck, what were you trying to be, the next Ernest Hemingway or some shit?

“Hey guys, it’s [Username] and welcome back to my channel. For those who are new here, welcome, welcome. I do all sorts of videos on here, so feel free to look around and see what tickles your fancy. In today’s content, I’ll be showing you the next part in my journey for querying an agent for my cozy fantasy novel that I’ve been working on for the last six months. 

I know it’s been a while since the last video, I apologize but things have gotten a little crazy in my corner of the world. All righty, so with that being said, today is ---- and let’s see if I got anything back from the querying letters I sent out. If you all wanna see how this whole crazy journey started, I’ll leave the link down below to the very first episode….”

Before Sebastian realized what was happening, he spent the entire morning watching your writing vlog series right up to the new episode. Holy shit. You were actually real and not fake?! He’s seen a lot of ViewTubers and scrolled through TikTok videos between classes. He knows if someone is putting on a pretty face and aesthetic to rake in the dough for their channel or ramp up the number of subscribers so they can have bragging rights when they reach over 100k. He’s got 500k and counting on his Instagram. 

But you’ve got almost 300k? Just for writing vlogs, fashion advice, and tips on university application processes?! And you started this channel almost two years ago?!

So how come you still rejected him? It didn’t make any sense! Wait, wait. What if he donated to your channel? I mean, you’re not broke or shit but previous posts have shown live-streaming write with me videos where all the donations go to a charity fundraiser to support reading programs? Or was it for an after-school lunch program? 

Whatever it is, he’ll pitch in. If there is a goal you need to meet, he’ll help out under an anonymous name. He can take his time, slowly winning over your trust and appreciation. You want a bigger studio? He can find one with just a phone call to a real estate agent. You need help finding a querying agent? No sweat. Give him a list and he’ll persuade them to give your manuscript a chance. He’s got the connections, the money, so much more than you could ever imagine. All he wants in exchange for his generosity is to take you out for some coffee. Who knows? Maybe he’ll reveal himself as a big fan of your blog, and you’ll finally realize what a great catch he is. 

Just don’t run away this time, okay?

To his surprise, you accepted the random invitation to a coffee date after class on the condition that there would be no casual sex involved. Just caffeine and conversation between two university students for a good hour, or until your next lecture starts. He learned that you had some baggage of your own too. You might not be as rich or as influential as his family, but your family had high expectations for you as well. They wanted you to stop indulging in your Viewtubing 'hobby' and start focusing on the real world.

Streaming content doesn't pay the bills. You are supposed to take over the family business someday. Either that or marry someone just as rich or if not richer and your spouse will take over. It's your choice in the end, just don't be an embarrassment.

After that, he took pity on you and asked if you wanted to hang out a bit more. As friends, of course. Maybe become something a little more if he played his cards right. It'll suck with no drugs and no hook-ups for a while, but his parents might give him just a tiny bit more freedom for 'dating' a picture-perfect girl, right? And this arrangement totally works out for you too!

He just didn't expect the plan to take almost six months to accomplish. You were stubborn all right, and definitely not a picture-perfect girl. What is easy for him is twice as hard for you, yet you were willing to put the effort in whatever assignment or task you had to do. Hell, even making your Viewtube content takes a lot of time because everything has to be perfect, from the lighting and sound to your makeup.

Is it possible to fall more in love with someone than he already is with you? 'Cause he didn't think that being sober and being in your company gave him the best fuckin' high he didn't think was possible.

When the two of you decided to go together at the McGregor’s spring gala, dressed to the nines and playing nice with the other big-wigs, Sebastian thought his family would actually approve of you and know you’re the reason he’s turned over a new leaf.

Alas, they weren’t happy. They were pissed. So were your folks. And just like a scene outta Romeo and Juliet, two star-crossed lovers were separated, forbidden from ever seeing each other again because of their parents. In this modern adaptation, it was due to the high expectations they’ve placed on their children.

“Seb, how could you? I thought you were seeing Marc’s little girl! You remember her, don’t you? We introduced you to each other last month, she goes to same campus as you! Her family is practically a cornerstone in the city’s medical care system! She is going to be a cardiac surgeon. A surgeon for Christ’s sake, and you’re with a streamer? I gave you one simple job, find a worthy fiancée! But even you can’t get that right!” His father grumbled as he pulled him by the arm towards the opposite end of the ballroom.

His mother was right beside him, squeezing his hand with her jeweled one and cooing in his ear.

“Oh honey, [First Name] is a lovely girl but we know you can do so much better than her! She’s not like us. You know that, right? Do you want our family to fall into ruins? To lose our comfortable lifestyle?”

But all Sebastian could feel was his heart plummeting into his stomach as he saw your figure become smaller and smaller, until you vanished completely from his line of sight. No.

No, no, no! This isn’t fair! He’s been good, he’s clean and he hasn’t fucked around with anyone ever since you two started dating! WHY CAN’T YOU LET US BE HAPPY TOGETHER, YOU ASSHOLES?!

©️do not repost or use any of the characters depicted here without the author’s permission. forbidden-sunlight, 2024

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[Moon and Sun are bickering]

Sun's cat: *Throws a bottle off wine off the counter, it shatters*

Sun: THAT SOUND IS WHAT I THINK OF YOUR OPINION

Moon: YOU PIECE OF *Bleep*

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