mrsnancywheeler

[mrsnancywheeler]

OKAY THE IDEA OF BILLY YELLING AT HIS MUSE (this is early on) AND INSTEAD OF HER YELLING BACK OR SOMETHING SHE JUST STARTS CRYING AND SAYS “stop it…please…” AND BEGGING HIM TO STOP YELLING THEN HITTING HIM WITH A “you’re being mean…” AS SHE CRIES??? Why is that so heart breaking to me ngl. The type of crying where you can’t even stop wiping you eye once your at your palm, your using your forearm to wipe away tears…

-🌾anon

"god, you are so fucking needy, it's exhausting! all you ever do is beg for attention, I don't need that when I'm trying to work. I can get what you give from anyone else without all the goddamn whining." billy's on another yelling rampage, "I'm sorry your dad didn't give you enough attention, it's not my responsibility, I'm sure he'll buy you a new car or something when you go running back like a spoiled brat."

"billy, I'm sorry, just stop." you can feel the tears welling up, it's too much, everything is too much.

"what? I'm giving you attention,isn't that what you wanted? here's your attention, don't know why you need it, you're just here because you have nice tits to do lines on and good head, and I could walk out there right now and probably find someone who could do it all just as good. maybe even better, but I've been so preoccupied with you-"

"you're being so mean, just stop, please stop." the sobs have long taken over with the desperately trying to wipe tears from your face.

"what? you get to-"

"stop! don't yell at me, please"

and he wants to keep going but as he looks at you, you look like a crying child, you look so little, so vulnerable. it hits him that you are so young, you're sobbing, hiccuping, trying to wipe away the onslaught of tears. but he's so angry and doesn't feel like calming down. so he does a line, grabs his keys, and goes to leave the room.

and you're kind of scared this means he's doing exactly what he said he would, you want to beg him to stay, to just have you, but you don't want to fight more. so you just keep standing there, crying, and he stands at the door watching you for a while. the way you don't change even though he should be long gone. he watches until it hurts him when he comes up behind you, hugging you.

"you're tired, let's lay down." and you are tired, tired of him, tired of this, tired of the cycle, but you lay down anyways and let it continue

#wanda 💋 #billy dunne #billy dunne x reader #djats x reader #🌾 anon

[mrsnancywheeler]

Finnick and his sweet girl before they broke up…imagine them on the beach…laying in the sand, at some point she’s laying in his lap, he’s laying in hers. When he sees her in a swim suit for the first time he’s so flustered cause despite everything he’s a teenage boy or liked a girl…

-🌾anon

totally the type of guy to get all blushy and nervous when he sees her in a swimsuit because she's so pretty and he's just obsessed with her. and she's definitely tease him for it even though she's really stunned because he's drop dead gorgeous and her heart is racing nonstop. and at very least there are many many beach makeout sessions on his lap

#wanda 💋 #finnick odair x reader #the lakes #the river #🌾 anon

[mrsnancywheeler]

sabrina carpenter's espresso has been stuck in my head all week and i can't help but imagine finnick and his sweet girl when i think about it.

"now he's thinking bout me every night oh is it that sweet? i guess so" 😭😭😭 like he is genuinely crazy about her

"oh he looks so cute wrapped around my finger" no cause finnick is obsessed with his sweet girl, he worships the ground she walks on... he is like a dog on a leash tbh

honestly like every lyric. she wrote this for them i fear

-🐚

miss sabrina carpenter literally read the lakes and wrote this song for them, I don't make the rules I just acknowledge the truth

finnick is very much a dog on a leash for his sweet girl, with his big puppy dog eyes, he's so excited to see her, protective, he just wants to lay on her lap while she plays with his hair. and she's his espresso for real. ❤️

#wanda 💋 #finnick odair x reader #finnick odair x y/n #finnick odair #the lakes #finnick odair fluff #finnick odair x you #finnick odair x reader fluff #the river #🐚 anon

[mrsnancywheeler]

Do you think finnick sleeps hot or cold? Like does he hog all the blankets and tuck his feet in socks before bed or does he sleep with no blankets and a fan on? We all know this man probably sleeps shirtless but I would love to know your thoughts

-⭐️ Anon

okay so I think finnick is a generally warm person, but I also think that he loves a blanket. he sleeps shirtless and in his boxers. he likes windows open and a fan to keep him cool because he is a blanket hog despite being so hot. this is why the best option would to be to cuddle up next to him especially if you sleep cold, because the room is now freezing and he's got the blankets.

#wanda 💋 #finnick odair x reader #finnick odair x y/n #finnick odair #finnick odair fluff #finnick odair x you #finnick odair x reader fluff #⭐ anon

[mrsnancywheeler]

I want someone to love me like how Finnick loves his sweet girl, and I want to be able to love someone like how sweet girl loves Finnick •Π•

Your works have genuinely changed my life, I love them so muchh, thank you for existing♡

(can I be 🧋 anon?)

first, real real real, I want that too. and thank you so much, I'm so glad they've meant that much to you. thank you for existing and for making my day 💋

and ofcccc, welcome to the emoji anon family, we're happy to have you ❤️

#wanda 💋 #🧋 anon

[mrsnancywheeler]

need finnick so bad rn. so many mock exams and exam season coming up i just KNOW he would calm me down and reassure me and help me study and stay on track. how to make him real no glue no borax

-🐚

you got this hun, finnick and I both believe you've got this 110% and want you to take care of yourself.

finnick totally would have like the research for exactly how long you should study and break for, he's got those timers ready, he buys your favorite snacks, brings you dinner, reminds you to drink water, helps you memorize things, proofreads your essays for you, has an essential oil diffuser, he's that man, the one we all need.

#wanda 💋 #finnick odair x reader #finnick odair x y/n #finnick odair #finnick odair fluff #finnick odair x you #finnick odair x reader fluff #🐚 anon

[mrsnancywheeler]

dude my billy brainrot is so bad rn!

anyways, ok so the band and muse go to a party, and this time billy is in a good mood and is obsessed with her. hes being really clingy and is just so in love with her. but then eddie starts flirting with her and says "you could do so much better than him". billy finds out and him and eddie almost get in a fist fight. but after eddie and billy almost fight billy goes to his muse and is all like "im sorry baby, i couldnt handle what he was saying, i really hope you know that i love you" and they fuck. but then the next day he is avoiding her a bunch and getting touchy with the other groupies and she is like "should i have listened to eddie?" i feel like this would happen earlier in their relationship before muse knows the cycle her and billy always go through

-🦋

billy dunne is literally my life

you're basically wrapped around billy the entire night, you both do a line off of each other, share drinks, it's like he's in a haze of just being entranced by you. he cannot stop kissing you, his arms wrapped securely around you, you're basically on his lap all night.

"I'm gonna write you a whole album, baby." and the feeling of his voice so near your neck makes you giggle which just makes him smile, "what?"

you shake your head smiling, "nothing." he keeps looking at you expectantly which makes you laugh again, "nothing! billy, I just-"

"you don't believe me? oh, that's what this is, you don't think I'm telling the truth!" somehow he's holding you tighter, his smile, the way he jokes makes your head fuzzy, well so does the drinks, but he does a number on you. the way he laughs, smiles, it's addictive.

"no, no, no, I do, I swear, scout's honor!"

"I think that only applies to actual boy scouts, baby."

"shut up" you kiss him and his lips make you dizzy, just as yours make him. when you finally pull apart he's just holding your face for a while.

"god, you're stunning, do I tell you that a lot? because you're so pretty. can I do another line off of you?"

you just rasp out a, "yes" and you've forgotten how public you are really at a party when you let him adjust you enough to do a line of your cleavage.

"let me go get us another drink, baby, I'll be right back."

"okay." you're smiling, adjusting your shirt as he squeezes your hand before he's off. no sooner is he gone then eddie is appearing

"he's only being that way for now, you know" he's drunk, you know he is to be so openly digging at billy like that.

"eddie-"

"two weeks ago he was doing lines off of some other chick's rack-"

"he didn't mean that eddie."

"he didn't mean what he did?"

"he fucked up, it was a mistake, eddie, it doesn't change anything."

"you don't deserve that." eddie is leaning closer over the couch rest, "you deserve better than him, the first guy you saw at the concert."

you stare back at him for a while, "eddie, if you think you could treat me so much better, you'd let me enjoy my night. which I was."

"one night is all he'll give you before he decides you're not that special anymore-"

"what the hell are you talking about, man?" billy is making his reappearance and you know eddie must be even more drunk when you thought when he doesn't even really try to cover.

"use your imagination." and eddie's words have barely escaped his mouth when billy's punched him in the face. eddie stumbles back for a second, but punches billy back and you've leapt up to get between them. and eddie's looking at you, shaking his head like he's done, and walking out. "whatever, man"

"eddie!" you're shouting, but he's gone, and you have other things to worry about. "billy, oh my god are you okay?"

"I'm fine, god, we need to find a new fucking bassist"

"don't do that, gimme your hand." you're looking at his knuckles and he's entranced by the way your brows furrow. "you can't just punch someone everytime they bruise your ego." his hand is suddenly moving to tilt your chin up, where he's smiling in disbelief.

"baby, that's not why I punched him." you're unamused by this. "I'm serious! baby, I did it because he was talking about you. acting like I didn't care about my girl. the girl I love."

"you love me?"

he looks dumbfounded by the question, "I just write all my songs about you, you basically live with me, I need you like air, so yeah, I do."

"that's good because I am so in love with you."

"this would be pretty awkward if you didn't." and next thing you know he's got you back at the house, laying on his bed as he proves it to you, it's really not fucking, it's raw, it's love making, and he makes you feel so appreciated.

that's until you wake up, and he pulls himself away just when you try to put an arm on him when you've woken up. he gets up, showers without a word, gets dressed, only says morning back when you say it, and walks out of the room. suddenly you feel like a one night stand, someone he never wants to see again, and there's a pit in your stomach. he knows it's because saying love has scared him, but he can't communicate that, he's just got to be destructive.

breakfast is him laying out instructions for everyone, moving away every time you try to get close, at some point you try to take a drag off his cigarette and he looks unbelievably annoyed which just shuts you down. and the ride to the studio is unbearably quiet, it makes you want to cry the way he doesn't acknowledge you.

it's gets worse at the studio when he doesn't acknowledge you at all and during a break is talking to the groupies, laughing, doing lines, having a drink, hands on them, and you do a line to deal with it before sitting back in the emoti studio so you don't have to deal with it. it's so fucking confusing. you're laying on the studio carpet when eddie walks in, looks at you, and lays down too.

you feel the energy of 'i told you so' radiating off of him, "eddie-"

"are you okay?"

there's a beat, "he told me loved me last night." another beat, "is this what it feels like to be loved?"

and he's rolling onto his side to look at you, "no."

you wish you didn't start crying, "then what did I do wrong since then? why is he doing this to me, I don't know why I'm not good enough."

"you are, he's too fucking stupid to notice what he's got right if front of him." and he's lighting a cigarette, handing it to you, "let's go to the record store, find something to listen to later. we can use my record player, you know it sounds better on mine."

and you do exactly that and wonder if maybe this is what it feels like to be loved, but it doesn't take away the desire your soul has for billy dunne. even if it makes you think that eddie could love you better.

#wanda 💋 #billy dunne x reader #billy dunne #eddie roundtree #djats x reader #🦋 anon

[mrsnancywheeler]

a while ago @nomorespahgetti mentioned eddie and muse were vampire empire coded and I wholeheartedly agree and felt like dissecting it rn so here we go

"i see you as you see yourself through all the books you read" for me this represents the way eddie thinks he sees her (he doesn't) but he pays attention, he understands in her in what she listens to, reads, but he doesn't really understand it. he thinks he sees her but he doesn't. and it goes around the same way, she doesn't really see him even if she thinks she does

"overwhelmed with guilt and realizing the disease" she feels so guilty for being with eddie when technically she's billy's girl (even if that situation is confusing) and for feeling like she's hurting eddie even though she's told him they'll never be together and she'll always pick billy (500 days of summer core). slowly she's realizing that neither of these relationships are fruitful or sustainable, but she lets them continue. eventually she gives billy an ultimatum right before the big tour but she doesn't even stay true to that, during the time of the tour she stays with billy even when the cycle mostly continues. she tells eddie it will never be him when he asks and yet she'll take him back every time he thinks he can change her mind because she needs to feel wanted.

"you give me chills, I've had it with the drills" chills being what she experiences when eddie finally gives up not just on being with her, but also being there for her. it's really a terrifying time for her because her whole world is falling apart. but eddie has had it with the repetitive cycle of aching for her to not just love him, but love him more than billy and choose him first. he's done with the drills.

"I am empty till she fills, alive until she kills" eddie is longing for her love until she gives it and feels on top of the world until she inevitably goes back to billy. deep down he knows it will happen, but it breaks him every single time.

"I see you there rejecting all your earthly power" she knows eddie would treat her better than billy, that she could so easily stop with cycle and just be with eddie. but she refuses to do so.

"protecting and dissecting till you've emptied every hour" her endless talks about all the things billy's said and how that's made her feel, how it's altered her, his words fill the void even when he's not there. eddie is there to make her feel worthy, like she's more than just a groupie, like she's lovable"

"you lay upon my pillow and you open like a flower, I wanted to see you naked, I wanted to hear you scream, wanted to kiss your skin, and your everything" the times they're intimate together and vulnerable. she lets eddie have that part of her, express himself through that to express that she does love him even if it's not how she loves billy. and eddie wants to be that way with her all the time.

"I wanted to be your woman, I wanted to be your man, I wanted to be the one that you could understand" she does want eddie (not like she wants billy and I believe if billy gave up on her and was with someone else she would pick eddie but that's not for now) she wants to be loved, and even if she doesn't really say it she wants the traditional idea, to be someone's girl in a way that means they belong to each other and end up together forever, marriage, kids, all of it. and that's what eddie wants from her too, but there's billy. there's always billy and the fact they've both idealized versions of each other that aren't true. they don't really understand each other.

"where you can't seem to hold me, can't seem to let me go" she doesn't commit to eddie, but completely breaks down when he leaves and doesn't call. when he rejects her it breaks her, but she'll still pick billy.

"you turn me inside out and then you want the inside in, you spin me all around and then you ask me not the spin" this is billy and all his constantly changing expectations for her, but also eddie letting her live the fantasy that she's said isn't what she'll choose but then losing it when she still doesn't want it.

"you wanna be with me, you wanna be with him" yk

so yeah eddie and muse are literally this song

#wanda 💋 #billy dunne #billy dunne x reader #eddie roundtree #djats x reader

[mrsnancywheeler]

we need more felix and lovie content i miss themmm

i miss them too,, i have so many drafts and half finished fics with them but i've had so little energy/time to actually finish any of them bc of finals

but i'm pretty caught up with school rn (by tuesday i'll be on summer break!!) so here's a bit of an i'm-sorry-for-being-absent drabble :)

The nail of your thumb drags against the edge of the page, finally getting the glue to fully adhere to the page.

You press your back against the wood surface of your desk chair to admire your handiwork. The background of your latest scrapbook page has come together just the way you wanted it to. You pick up the book carefully before turning your body.

"Lex," you beam.

Felix doesn't sit up fully, but he does lift his head. The arm holding up his copy of the latest Harry Potter relaxing. "Oh," he mumbles it in that way that reminds you of one of the things you like best about him. He has this talent for giving attention. Where other people would just be polite without a second thought, Felix takes the time to really look before commending.

He pushes himself up in a way that awkwardly squishes your pillow. "That's good." Felix straightens, legs crossing beneath him. "That's really good, Lovie." His thumb tucks itself between the pages of his book, a make shift bookmark. "The edges, the paper..."

"Thank you." Another thing you love about Felix is the fact that you can always tell he means his praise. You turn forward, setting your scrapbook back onto your desk. "You should make one."

The corner of his mouth pulls itself into a version of a smile that's so soft you almost miss it. "Yeah?" You nod. Felix's smile shifts into something more assured. "Maybe tomorrow night."

You try to picture Felix spending a Saturday night in either your room or his, cutting up scraps of paper and gluing them down instead of at a bar or some party. The thought makes your feel warm in that way that's so exclusively Felix. It also feels blurry, intangible in its unlikeliness.

As happy as it'd make you, tonight was already surprising enough. It's not like Felix goes out every night, and this isn't the first time the two of you have stayed in on a Friday, but nights like these are rare. You can't picture two of these in a row.

"Tomorrow?" You pull your legs out from under your desk, entire body angling itself to the side so that it's easier to look at him. "Tomorrow's Saturday."

He lets out a partial laugh. "And you're dying for a rager?"

"No," you mumble, dragging out the vowel sound in an attempt to sound more sarcastic. "But you like going out." You lean forward, resting your chin against the chair's back. "And it's not like I hate going out, especially with you..." You trail off, eyes shifting away from Felix and towards the bed post closest to you. "And I don't want to be the reason you don't do things you like."

For a beat, the only sound is the low, rhythmic tapping of Felix's pointer finger against the spine of his book. "I like a lot of things."

You lift your head. "I know."

"I like doing things with you."

The warmth comes back with a vengeance. You tap your thumb against the side of your seat for the sake of doing something. "Me too."

Felix shifts, extending one leg to make himself more comfortable. "Good." He's so quiet for a second, you almost think that might be the end of the conversation. You're about to go back to picking out the pictures to finish off the page you'd been working on when he starts again, "So you don't need to worry about me resenting you."

Your eyes narrow. "I didn't say anything about you resenting me." Your chin lifts slightly, an attempt at displaying your indignation. "Why are you saying it like that was an option?"

He grins, dropping himself back onto your pillow. "No reason."

You roll your eyes at his sarcasm. He's the one that came over to your room without being asked to. "Sure."

"What?" His tone implies nothing but perfect innocence. He picks up his book, opening it as if he's done nothing wrong. "Y'should come over here before the resentment sets in and I lose all interest."

You let out a loud sigh, but move to stand regardless. "Yeah, that feels like a real possibility."

When you don't move, Felix glances away from his book. "You're not gonna come over here?" He looks up at you, a hint of a pout playing at his expression. "I was kidding."

You cross your arms, fighting against a smile. "I just stood up." That's not enough to convince him to stop looking at you like that. You take a few steps forward with a sigh that's more out of habit than anything else. "You are so dramatic."

You sit on your bed, crossing your legs beneath you. Felix shifts onto his side. His freehand finds your knee. "You cried because of this book."

Eyes narrowing, you lean forward to get a better sense of how far into the book he's gotten. "Wait a few chapters."

Felix snaps his head in your direction, "Lovie. You said you wouldn't--" Your sentence runs into his, "I didn't--I didn't spoil it."

He frowns, watching you skeptically. "That was mean."

"You started it." You're aware that you sound like a little kid, but you can't help it. With a sigh, you give up, laying down. He's taking up most of your bed, but you're far from uncomfortable. "Fine. I'm sorry."

With little warning, Felix leans forward and presses a kiss against your temple. "Want me to read to you?"

You're used to Felix's random displays of affection, but every once in awhile something will take you by so much surprise you feel it more than you should. You blink. "Yeah," you mumble, hoping that your voice comes out even, "Sounds nice."

Felix shifts onto his back, one hand finding your arm and the other holding his book.

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[mrsnancywheeler]

[mrsnancywheeler]

Was thinkin about who's most likely to buy chew necklaces for the girls cause pup chews/nibbles. I just know she does ‼️

John B likes it when pup just is suckin on his fingers but if they're out she's chewin on that lil necklace fr

see in my head, pup has a habit of chewing on the thin strip of bandana round john b’s neck whilst he’s wearing it. you’ll come in for a hug, and he’ll wrap his arms around you while continuing to ramble on about a plan to jj or pope — and then soon, he feels your hot breath on his neck, teeth slightly scraping his skin and your wet drooly mouth wrapping around the bandana.

“uh-uh.” he pulls you back, and in one slick movement brings your necklace up to your mouth for you to bite. “we talked about this. you wanna chew something? you chew on this.” and you just pout because yeah you like chewing on stuff, but it just hits differently when you get to chew on your boyfriend !!

[mrsnancywheeler]

hi new anon here this isn’t a request i just wanted to ramble

Dark! Finnick who as been eyeing the pretty little reader for years (maybe she played a minor part in helping him with the games or something) and maybe he overheard some random guy confessing to HIS girl and just before he can break some bones she turns him down because she already likes someone and at first he’s relieved but now he has a new problem because his girl already likes someone else (cut to a bunch of shenanigans where he tries to get her to reveal who she likes so he can take them out but the reader is so oblivious that’s she’s just like ‘yeah i like peeta he’s my friend’) and then it’s revealed that the reader likes him and he’s just like so happy and kisses her on the spot

also can i be 💫-anon

well hello there 💫!

gods i haven’t seen anything about hunger games in sooo long 😭

no but this is so cute ugh reminds me of oh baby!reader since she’s a bit of a cutesy girl and maybe not the smartest. could so imagine him staring everyone down as he tries to figure out who on earth is your crush.

“finnick?”

“hmm.”

“why are you staring at peeta?”

finnick turned to you with a smile, a quick change of pace to the death stare he had aimed at the district 12 boy moments ago, “just zoned out. how about we get out of here?” you smiled up at him, “sure! but i’m hungry.”

he laughed at your frown, “don’t worry i’ll get you something to eat sweetheart.”

[mrsnancywheeler]

everybody stop talking, I think my new favorite fic just dropped

𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞(s)

Billy dunne x fem reader. Yes I’m aware I put this in the finnick tag, it’s the same actor and idgaf so keep it cute

smut, talk of sex, drugs and everything in between, fic is veryyy AU like the interviewer isn’t billys daughter, it was never specified but I imagine it as grahams and everyone in the band are still good friends. Read note at the end

2006

Narrator: let’s talk about the incident of ‘76

Daisy: “what a time to be alive” she said before bursting out laughing

Karen: “messy, messy, messy”

Graham choked on his water

Warren: original Pam and Tommy I swear *starts cackling* y/n was the og 90s girl before the 90s especially her fashion sense…. And other things..”

Eddie just started at the camera

Y/n: “made a shit ton of money” She says, laughing when someone out of frame catches her eye

Billy: “well. Um.” He stutters out rubbing his beard before he’s thrown a magazine by someone out of frame. “Oh, well this pretty much sums up the year” he says before flipping the magazine around to the camera

1976

“Fuck” You whine out, attempting to clench your legs around Billy’s head.

“Keep the camera straight doll” he rasps out before going back to absolutely devouring your cunt. Your senses are completely overwhelmed between billy’s head between your thighs suctioning his mouth to your swollen clit and the loud party in the next hotel room over with the rest of the band. You guys snuck away as soon as possible, leading to billy stripping you of all your clothes but making you leave your high heels on

“Billy, shit I’m gonna cum” you loudly moan out as you move the camera closer to your cunt. You swear you almost smacked the shit out of him when he took his mouth off your pussy stopping your orgasm. He sat up so that he could kiss you, immediately shoving his tongue in your mouth as you lightly suck on it.

Billy grabbed the camera from your hands and pointed it down at you as you laughed grinning up at him. “Fucking ethereal” he groans out as he looks through the grainy video. He grabs your leg putting it over his shoulder as he lightly kisses your ankle that still has your high heel straps on. He switches the Camera to his other hand as he gropes your tit “billy if you don’t fuck me right now I’m gonna go crazy” “you already are doll”

Next thing you know you’re getting pounded into oblivion with a camera positioned at the both of you, billy had your legs around his hips as he was in a sitting up position absolutely rearranging your organs “Fuck, Fucking hell” you almost scream out as you feel his tip hit that spongey spot deep inside you “yeah, did I find it?” He groans out “yes! Yeah! Right there!” You whine as he starts rubbing your clit so fast that you swear his hand blurs.

“Oh my god! Billy, I’m cumming, yeah!” You say as you clench so hard around his you almost push him out completely

“Fuck, Jesus Christ” he moans. You can tell he’s about to cum by the way he’s twitching inside you “where do you want me doll” he groans as he pulls your head back exposing your neck as your eyes roll completely back in your head and your hair sticks to your face from sweat and mixed saliva

“Inside, please, fill me up” you moan as you being to cum mid sentence, white hot pleasure taking over your body and Billy’s cum filling you up only adds to the feeling.

You only take less than a minute before you’re grabbing the camera again and pressing record as you climb on top of him shoving his dick back inside you. He grabs the camera from your hold to switch the view pointing it at your cunt bouncing up and down on him.

The sound of the wet smacking from your creamy cum at his base fills the room as you viscously ride him as he begins to flick at your clit again and shows the camera the prominent bulge deep in your stomach.

The next thing you guys filmed was billy face fucking you to oblivion and the last thing filmed was billy pointing the camera down at you giggling with a wide smile and he rubbed his hand up and down ur body that was covered in sweat and thick layers of your shared cum

★ ✰ ✦ ♡ ♤ *ੈ✩‧₊˚.

Way too many rounds later you and billy took a shower (and definitely didn’t go for 2 more) and went out for a smoke without thinking twice about the video camera lying on your dirtied hotel bed and most definitely didn’t think that Jonah berg would be the one to find it when he went looking for you two

★ ✰ ✦ ♡ ♤ *ੈ✩‧₊˚.

“Rockstars steamy x rated film leaked as many tell their opinions” you read out to billy and the band from a rolling stone magazine

Everyone had a shocked look in their face while billys face was pink with rage and looked ready to commit murder

“If it helps I haven’t heard one bad thing about it” Daisy says

“Yeah I mean you guys looked rockin So I don’t see why anyone would be too brutal….” Warren rambles before slowing down once he realized everyone was staring at him

“You watched my brothers sex tape…?” Graham says just above a whisper absolutely horrified

“Okay- we’ll- hear me out” Warren stutters out with his pointer finger in the air trying to make a point

“NOPE NOPE” Graham cuts him of by dramatically gagging and running out of the room

Warren turns back to the band once Graham left with a wide guilty grin on his face

“So um..” he begins

“I don’t care that you watched it Warren, I would be surprised if you hadn’t watched it” you say rolling your eyes

“Right okay” he strains out defeated

“Okay… as I was saying, I haven’t heard anything bad, I mean obviously it’s an awful thing but there is little to none slut shaming which is surprising, everyone is just being horny but hey it’s better than everyone calling you a whore” Daisy shrugs

“Okay but did everyone forget what we are here for, you guys have tour press today in less than 3 hours” you stress to the band

Billy wraps with hand around your neck and kisses your head.

It’s not like you and billy are deathly afraid of public pda, it’s actually the quite opposite, you couldn’t even count the amount of times you guys had been caught with his tongue down your throat, hand wrapped around your neck and practically dry humping you In the middle of downtown Los Angeles.

“We are gonna figure something out with that psycho, I promise.” He mumbles into your hair.

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“Daisy over here!” “Billy to your left!”

“What do you have to say about the leaked videos?” “Who’s the man you married Daisy?”

“Okay okay ONE at a time please” rod interrupts

“What do you all have to say about the leaked explicit tape of your lead man and his girlfriend and it possibly ruining her image?” one reporter asks the band as if billy isn’t right there

“Why should it ruin her image? It was an intimate moment between the two that got leaked by a fucking pervert, I’ve only heard people talk about y/n and nothing about billy, it’s NATURAL, y/n is an extremely talented and good looking woman, you guys are talking about it like you’re a bunch of fuckin virgins.” Daisy says to all the reporters

“And we will be expecting to see Jonah berg in court” Is the only thing billy said before rod cut time.

2006

Warren: The berg-dunne-l/n lawsuit was the biggest thing of the decade and even in pop culture, I mean I still hear about it now”

Daisy: billy and y/n were very shameless people, they had the guts most people didn’t have, that being said; for all 7 days the case lasted they had every second broadcasted on live television

Y/n: what can i say? My kink is karma” she shrugs

Warren: I remember that the day they had me testify when we were leaving the building it was just a sea of paparazzi and flashing cameras, they even had security trying to pave a way to the car through all the paps, I also remember that once the security guard moved out the way and y/n came into their view- I will always remember this, it was truly an iconic moment but one of them just yelled out “y/n what’s up baby!” and then the blinding lights got ten times worse” he says with a chuckle

Karen: it was just insane that even despite the fact that they showed up to court everyday high cocaine they still managed to win the case getting 4 million dollars which mind you, was worth what 17 million today would be from rolling stone and Jonah berg” She says in disbelief

Daisy: remember when I said they were both very shameless people?

Eddie: yeah well after the case people and when I say people I mean like two news outlets called them embarrassed prudes or something like that and them being stubborn decided to really shut them up. In better words they decided to be the cover of the fall ‘76 playboy issue” he says thinning his lips

Rod: if I recall correctly I’m pretty sure that was the most popular playboy magazine of all time, I mean it was everywhere, every gas station, every corner you turned, they even had one of those big posters put up on the walls out by Venice beach area

Graham: yeah, um it wasn’t fun seeing my brother and his girlfriend naked every corner I turned.” He strains out

Billy: well it was definitely an interesting year, even after the case was closed we still had paparazzi following our every move, sometimes it would be worse than others, I remember we were at a party once after a show in Vegas and me and y/n were absolutely trashed, basically blackout drunk and high but the cameras were there and the next morning we of course saw our faces plastered on the cover of star magazine” he says slightly laughing

Y/n: yeah that was definitely a magazine cover! But we were practically hanging off each other trying not to completely collapse on the floor 

Narrator: do you ever wish you were never famous and lived a normal life?

Y/n: Well to be honest no.

Billy: even though it was a very hectic year that was probably the best year in that era, I got married to my wife that year

Y/n: that would be meeeeee” she says cheekily

Karen: I had a joke that was saying “rub it in their face put a rock on her hand” because them two were basically a married couple at that point and they took that seriously

Extra

Narrator: let’s talk about the incident of ‘76

Jonah berg: next question.

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Y/n: it was all very-“ she’s cut off by billy running behind her and quickly grabbing her face and hastily kissing her and then running off before she can even process what happened.

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During the break with the interview y/n and billy are talking and out of the blue she sits up remember something

“Do you remember the time we had a threesome with Daisy” she laughs out

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LMFAO the way it took me over a month to finish this😭 chi I had testing and I was busy fighting and doxxing swifties on stantwt but now I wanna write a billy x reader x daisy smut 🙁 but I do apologize for this now stop harassing me in my asks for this fic anyway see you next time fatties

#my mutuals eat every time #no crumbs left

[mrsnancywheeler]

okay i absolutely love 🐚 anon’s thoughts on finnick loving reader’s body hair. i’m all for not shaving and embracing it. how do you think finnick would make reader feel more confident and comfortable deciding not to shave? like it’s something she’s always wanted to try but has been worried about what her partner would think.

number one, finnick would make it known that he loves it, like he can't help it when he notices and a big grin breaks out on his face. because to him it means you feel comfortable enough with him to not follow societal standards of beauty that he's sick of anyways. he also thinks the natural body is just so beautiful, he's so so tired of the way the captiol will rip every bit of hair slightly out of place off of people, just make everyone so sanitized. the human body is raw and personal and real, so all the little natural things he just finds so much beauty in.

he's totally the type of guy to be giving you a foot massage, notice you haven't shaved your legs, smile, and just, "I love you." and whenever you're nervous about having not shaved he's shutting that down real quick.

if you're on your way to the market to grab some things before swimming so you've thrown on a swimsuit cover and then it's like, oh shit, other people are going to see me and I haven't shaved. "oh, damnit-"

"what's wrong, honey?"

"I just need a second, I forgot to shave, and have to go do that."

"why do you have to shave?"

you can't help but laugh because it feels obvious, that's what society expects. "look at me, I'm so hairy and gross-"

"hey, hey, don't say that, it's beautiful, you're beautiful." and when he says it that genuinely, it's hard not to believe him, his eyes so eager and loving. "I mean if it makes you itchy or uncomfy then do it, but not just because other people, it's perfect, you're perfect."

and you can't help but smile at him, "you're such a sap."

#wanda 💋 #finnick odair x reader #finnick odair x y/n #finnick odair #finnick odair fluff #finnick odair x you #finnick odair x reader fluff #anon

[mrsnancywheeler]

DAD!FINNICK ODAIR HEADCANONS

Dad!Finnick who’s core memory is holding your children when they touch ocean water for the first time as they kick their feet and squeal

Dad!Finnick who has full conversation with your children when they’re still babies even though they have no idea what he’s saying

Dad!Finnick who plans occasional dates including your children (ex.a romantic date at home while your children act as the waiters)

Dad!Finnick who gets both you and your daughter flowers for Valentine’s Day

Dad!Finnick who loves watching you and the kids cuddle up together on the couch

Dad!Finnick who loves it more when he’s apart of the cuddles

Dad!Finnick who noticed, loved and appreciated every little change to your body during the presentation

Dad!Finnick who during your pregnancy would try all of your pregnancy cravings with you and find them absolutely disgusting

Dad!Finnick who teaches your son his signature smirk

Dad!Finnick who loves beach day

Dad!Finnick who will spend hours making sandcastles with the kids

Dad!Finnick who’s favourite part of the day is bath time after a long day with all the bubbles and the kids in their hooded towels (though he does love his alone time with you after you put the kids to bed a little more)

Dad!Finnick who will turn into a mad man the second someone disrespects your kids

Dad!Finnick who will spend hours chasing the kids around

Dad!Finnick who’s not afraid to be the ‘bad cop’ when the kids are misbehaving

Dad!Finnick who tells the kids how much he loves them

Dad!Finnick who gives the best hugs

Dad!Finnick who thinks no one’s good enough for his little girl

Dad!Finnick who what’s your kids to feel like they can come to him about anything

Dad!Finnick who spends hours talking to you belly after you fall asleep during your pregnancy

Dad!Finnick who loves carrying your kids everywhere

Dad!Finnick who worships you everyday for the beautiful babies you gifted him everyday

Dad!Finnick who would teach your kids how to get away with the sneakiest shit and instantly regret it 

Dad!Finnick who loves hearing a babies laugh

Dad!Finnick who if forever grateful that you chose him to start and family and to grow old with

[mrsnancywheeler]

waking up next to remus and immediately his arms are around you, pulling you into his chest as you stretch awake. he buries his nose into your temple, inhaling hard as you yawn and sling a leg over his waist.

“morning, rem.” you’re all groggy and a tiny bit grumpy but remus smells like the orange soap you use and the clean cotton of your duvet, so there’s not much to be upset about.

“hi dove,” his hand massages at your hip, kneading the fat there a little.

“how’d you sleep?” you smile, looking up at him as he noses at your jaw.

“like a baby,” your fingers comb through his hair, scratching at the nape of his neck. “kiss?” remus smashes your lips together and pulls away, three more kisses following soon after.

you try rolling away, to get out of bed to get started on your day but remus holds onto your waist.

“remus i need to go brush my teeth.” you squeal as he pulls you so you’re laying on him, legs hooked over each of his hips.

“no, s’the weekend. we can be a little lazy.” you gasp, scandalized at the fact that remus lupin, your early bird boyfriend who doesn’t lay in past seven in the morning, is encouraging a lie in at almost eight o’clock.

“can we? i thought you’d want to make me that fruit salad and heat up the samosas james sent over last night.” remus chuckles at the honey sweetness in your tone, and the way you bat your eyes at him as you brace your hands on his chest.

“no cup of tea?” you roll your eyes, remus’ hand skirts your bum a warning tap planted on it.

“um, coffee?”

remus chuckles, you pout preemptively, already knowing what he’s going to say. “drink the water on the nightstand first and we’ll see, dove.” you’re cuddled up for maybe twenty minutes before remus skips out from under you to start breakfast.

[mrsnancywheeler]

haiii can we get more doctor!remus x whimsical!reader? maybe reader uses crystals and healing music to help remus when he's feeling sad/mentally blocked? no worries if you don't want to, love the way you write them teehee :3

Thanks for requesting babe!

doctor!Remus x whimsical!reader ♡ 870 words

Remus supposes it’s the thought that counts. 

He’d come home from work today complaining of a long day and a dismal mood and expecting, perhaps, a kiss and cuddle from you to make him feel better. Instead you’d laid him down on the couch and started placing eclectically-shaped and oddly colorful rocks on his forehead, throat, and torso, and now you’re playing music that sounds like some shit even James wouldn’t be caught listening to. 

There’s a muffled noise in the kitchen. Remus cracks an eyelid. Another, and he’s sitting up, catching the stones as they fall from him. You’re kneeling on the counter, reaching for something in the back of the cabinet. 

“Oi,” Remus starts to stand, but you turn to face him and hop down without even the decency to look a little abashed. 

“Remus.” Your voice is about as stern as a kitten’s purr, but he can tell you’re meant to be remonstrating him as you walk over, pushing him back down by the shoulder. You take the rocks from his hand and start arranging them as they were. “You’re meant to be relaxing.” 

“You’re meant to ask me when you need something you can’t reach,” he counters. The stone you set on his throat wobbles as he speaks. 

Your eyebrows twitch slightly, as close to a frown as you ever get. “If you get up, you’ll disrupt the healing process.” You place the last rock on his forehead with deliberate care. Remus’ heart thaws some. 

“Oh, well. I didn’t mean to disrupt the healing process.” 

You smile, seraphim. “You’re being terribly corporeal again.”

“Can you blame me?” He cracks one eyelid to look at you, flirting a bit. “My entire career is based on the corporeal. I’d be out of a job if I started focusing on things unrelated to science.” 

You shrug. “There’s no science that says they don’t help, and in my experience they do.” 

“The rocks?” 

“The crystals, yes.” 

Remus hums and turns his palm up. You set your hand in his, smile softening as he starts running his thumb over the delicate skin of your inner wrist. “Tell me what they do, pretty girl.” 

Your eyes are busy watching the movement of his thumb, but they flit back up to his at the request. “You really want to know?” you ask. 

“I really want to know.” 

You situate yourself more comfortably next to his legs on the couch, reaching over to touch the stone on his heart. “This one’s for confidence and calm, and this one—” you touch the one on his throat, careful not to displace it “—is meant to balance your spirit and cleanse your subconscious.” 

“Mm. And what does cleansing my subconscious entail?” 

“It helps you let go of any preconceived beliefs that may be limiting you.”  

“What if I happen to like my preconceived beliefs?” 

“Too bad.” 

That startles a laugh out of him, and you smile as your fingers brush his neck, ensuring the stone doesn’t fall. 

“Alright, what’s the last one do?” 

“It gives you inner strength and motivation,” you say, quiet and certain. “I imagine you’ll need it for the rest of the week, seeing as it’s only Monday.” 

Remus has no argument for that. He probably will need it.

“Is the music helping?” you ask. 

He hesitates. “It sort of feels like I’m meant to be dancing with faeries in some secluded forest. Is that what it’s supposed to do?” 

You turn so he can’t see your face, but your smile is in your voice. “That’s not inaccurate, but I can change it if you like.” 

“That might be best. Thanks, dove.” 

“Course,” you whisper, and then the music cuts out, replaced by the trinkling sounds of water. Rain sounds. Some tightly wound muscle in Remus’ head relaxes. 

“Thanks,” he says again, quieter now. The room feels suddenly like a sanctuary he doesn’t wish to disrupt. Either those rocks of yours are actually doing something, or you’re just emanating enough love to heal him all on its own. 

When you speak, it’s in an equally soft voice. “I’m going to get on the counter again,” you warn, “and I don’t want you to come after me, please.” 

Remus sighs his acquiescence. “Be careful.” 

“I will,” you promise. 

He hears the quiet thudding of your knees hitting the counter and opens his eyes, watching as much as he can in his periphery as you root around in the cabinet. Something crinkles just before you hop down. 

“What did you need in there so badly?” he asks curiously. 

You smile, proud of yourself, and hold up a chocolate bar. “This. It makes your brain release the nice hormones, right? I can’t remember the science-y names.” 

“Serotonin, dopamine, and endorphins,” he confirms as you come over. You start peeling open the wrapper. “I thought you didn’t believe in the corporeal, though.” 

You roll your eyes like he’s silly. “Of course I do. The spiritual and corporeal can go together, you know. We can use both.” 

You break off a piece of chocolate and hold it out for him, but Remus bypasses it to take your hand, bringing it to his lips. “Dove, you make some excellent points.”