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amerricanartwork · 2 days
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RW Headcanon: "Pebbsie Privilege"
Here’s a headcanon I’ve had in the works for a while, and now I finally want to share it! It's shorter than some of my others, but I hope you'll still find it amusing!
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So firstly (and I plan to expand on this more later) I headcanon Five Pebbles is someone who cares a lot about his appearance, though not in a prissy or snooty sense and more in a “likes being the smartest and most sophisticated one in the room” sense. That means, more so than the average person, he generally doesn’t like being teased, ignored, belittled, condescended to, or otherwise disrespected, and very understandably so if you ask me! But it also means there exists a very special ability when it comes to interacting with Five Pebbles that almost no characters have. 
It’s no more than the ability of someone to refer to Five Pebbles as “Pebbsie” while he’s in earshot without getting death-glares from him. Looks to the Moon, who first started using it, affectionately calls this ability “Pebbsie privilege”, and she ends up being one of the only characters who has it (besides Innocence, who in my portrayals eventually gets it too). Though even so, Pebbles originally got rather flustered when she called him that alone, much less in front of others, considering it's definitely a very cutesy nickname. In fact, poor Pebbles really didn’t like being called “Pebbsie” because one of his least favorite ways of being treated is like a child (which includes being thought of as "cute" in any way). This unfortunately happens to him a lot though since he’s part of the newest iterator generation and tends to have lots of uncommon ideas rarely taken seriously by the older models, and this treatment only amplified as he grew more stubborn and arrogant. 
To elaborate on the origin, Moon developed the nickname pretty much on an impulse — quite a rare thing for her to act on actually — of wanting to hearken more to her role as “Big Sis Moon” and show love to her little brother. Soon after she started using it though Pebbles would pull her into private chats and urge her to drop it to save his dignity. Not wanting to hurt her brother in any way, it didn’t take long before she apologized and stopped using it, and basically got her "Pebbsie privilege" revoked. In the current time she secretly still likes calling him that in her mind, but knowing how much he dislikes it she always feels pretty guilty afterwards, despite them being no more than thoughts at that point. While not a major issue in-and-of itself, this situation was actually a small step in worsening a long-time fear Moon has, though that’s a headcanon for another day…
On a (marginally) more positive note however, after Moon’s collapse and the worsening of Five Pebbles’s rot, along with him generally reminiscing about the things he used to have (as part of yet more character headcanons I’ll elaborate on some other time), he actually began to grow fond of the nickname more and more. Yet he also couldn’t also shake the growing heartache the memories brang, as he came to see it as a reminder of his sister’s never-ending love for him and the better times he now regretted taking for granted and trying so hard to escape. While I headcanon he handles it differently in Downpour’s canon, in the worm-off-the-string AU story I’ve got so far, Moon slowly regaining her “Pebbsie privilege” and Pebbles appreciating it and no longer taking it so seriously (though he still forbids its usage in public) could serve as a small, yet sweet indicator of character growth for both of them.
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Aaaand another RW headcanon done! I wanna mention, though, now that I’ve got more of an idea for the aforementioned AU I really want to start posting more of my headcanons for the Local Group, since the character interactions, histories, and ultimate character growth is perhaps one of the most important elements of that story so far. I’ve spent at least a couple weeks creating almost 40 pages worth of character notes, and while this particular one started out as just a little side-headcanon, I ended up tying it into all of that. Hopefully I can start sharing the main parts of these headcanons soon!
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sydneyyuu · 1 day
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Eren: "anyone up for the hot tub?"
Armin: "yeah sure."
Mikasa: "yes me."
Jean: "no."
Eren looked over.
Eren: "what? Why not jean?"
Jean sat down and looked out to the hot tub
Jean: "I'll get pregnant in that water"
Everyone froze and you and Levi almost choked on your food.
Eren: "uh...the hell jean? What are you talking about"
Jean: "well I'd rather not be in the same water where Levi railed y/n last night."
Levi: chokes on his water.
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cherry3sblog · 16 hours
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Yandere! Damian Wayne hc
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Yandere! Damian who started by just watching you from across the class room as you laugh with your friends
Yandere! Damien who will follow you home after school to make sure you get home safe(and make sure you don’t talk to anyone else)
Yandere! Damien who in a effort to become friends with you studies one of your hobbies so he could talk to you about it(which he discovered from hacking into your phone and seeing anything you look at)
Yandere! Damien who knew you had to be his when he saw you feeding a stray cat on your way home
Yandere! Damien who will manipulate any of his family who say what’s he’s doing is wrong, using the excuses of ‘but I love them’ and ‘if you cared you’d let me keep watching them’
Yandere! Damien who will join any after school clubs you’re in even if he hates them(you like theater? Perfect, he will get the role of whoever your love interest is)
Yandere! Damien who asks to hangout when ever you guys can so you eventually feel safe at his house
Yandere! Damien who finally introduces you to his brothers after refusing to for months
Yandere! Damien who’s brothers slowly become just as obsessed with you as he is
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rottenpumpkin13 · 1 day
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I think Sephiroth would have somebody to curate his social media for him. Any head canons about what the SM manager would be like & if they get along with Seph?
Sephiroth's social media manager thinks they landed the opportunity of a lifetime. Not only are they curating a hero's social media, but Sephiroth is notoriously likes to keep his personal life private, so this will definitely be easy. This SM manager has worked with unhinged celebrities before, and Sephiroth is definitely not going to cause any trouble.
That is until they find out the hard way that Sephiroth was recently ordered to post to social media frequently, and the man is a master at malicious compliance.
Highlights of things his SM manager has had to delete quickly include:
• A selfie with a notorious Anti-Shinra group leader where Sephiroth is smiling and doing a thumbs up.
• A mirror selfie taken in Angeal's apartment after a sleepover. Genesis is seen in the background with cannabis leaf pajama pants, Angeal is seen with NO pants. The caption reads "We make a nice threesome."
• A candid photo he took of Rufus Shinra in the distance. Sephiroth's middle finger is photo bombing the picture.
• A screenshot of a text conversation that should not have been shared. Sephiroth captioned it "Help your friends ❤️"
Zack: This energy drink is doing nothing for me. I need something stronger.
Sephiroth: I know where you can acquire crack cocaine.
• A photo of an empty mako tank in R&D, Sephiroth captioned it "Childhood memories ❤️"
• A picture of Angeal shedding tears while chopping onions. Sephiroth zoomed in on Angeal's face and captioned it "How I feel inside."
• A five second video taken in Reeve's office, where Sephiroth and Reeve are toasting pill bottles.
• A screenshot from the SOLDIER group chat.
Kunsel: The fridge in the break room is on fire. Where the fuck is Lazard
Sephiroth: *sends a photo of him and Lazard doing shots together*
• A mirror selfie of him and Genesis. Sephiroth is wearing a T-shirt that reads "I'M INSANE" while Gen's reads "I LOVE INSANE BITCHES"
• A group photo of Sephiroth, Genesis, Angeal and Zack posing with the President Shinra statue, all of them doing the middle finger.
• Sephiroth took a photo of the fish aquarium on the SOLDIER floor and captioned it "I relate to them on a spiritual level"
• A five second video of him coming up behind Professor Hojo on the stairs and kicking him down said stairs.
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epilary · 2 days
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museum date w/ tsukishima | headcanons
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    “so there’s such a thing as paleobotany?” you hook your arm through tsukishima’s, walking past the large skeletons. 
  “wow i need to show you jurassic park… i mean it’s by no means accurate to paleontology research, but one of the main characters does paleobotany,” tsukishima takes his free hand and pushes his glasses up some, standing still to look at the large tyrannosaurus rex skeleton.
  you stop with him, crossing your legs as you stand there, “wow, mark watney would love that.”
  he looks down at you, rolling his eyes at your blatant martian reference. frankly, he never would’ve known that if it weren’t for your obsession with showing him every one of your favorite movies. but what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn’t know every character’s names and social security numbers. 
  and what kind of girlfriend would you be if you didn’t follow him through a museum of bones and hides. especially when you get the chance to catch a glimpse of wonder in his eyes. to watch as he explains the study of palynology and the impact it has on paleontology studies. the intertwining of pollen and animals that interests him so much bring such a glow to his eyes that you can’t look away from. 
  “you’re right, mark watney would love that,” tsukishima looks back at you, gaze meeting yours. 
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tf2incorrectquotes · 3 days
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Team Fortress 2 Headcanon #31:
Scout once gave Spy this mug for Father's Day; and now the frenchman uses it all the time.
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erinfern0 · 11 hours
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husband simon "ghost" riley
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husband!simon who cried while reading his vows, looking around the venue to see his team cheering for the both of you. They're one of the few people invited from his side of the room, but it was all the family he had and needed.
husband!simon who feels like he waited for this moment his whole life, the moment you finally said yes, giving yourself to him fully. Wearing the fanciest piece of clothing he ever had, saying the most important words he ever did, standing right beside you was a dream come true.
husband!simon who wouldn't drink a lot during your party, just admiring the view of you dancing and being so happy for him, with him. Especially enjoys when Kyle and Johnny stumble upon you and chuckle, pushing you towards the dance floor, having the time of their lives at the wedding of their favorite couple.
husband!simon who would take secret pictures of you, especially if you fall asleep amongst some guests. Head on Price's shoulder, Kyle's lap, or tangled up with Johnny on the couch in the hallway of the venue. He'll definitely torment you with them later, especially since you didn't really have a chance to get back at him as he has a spider-like sense for cameras and quickly avoids them.
husband!simon who's the happiest man alive beside you and would do absolutely anything to make you happy too. Acts of service are his favorite way to show you his love, especially when he's back from deployment for some time. Doing most chores and bringing you hot tea every morning,
husband!simon who spends as much time with you as he can, usually at home where he can just pull you close without caring for others. Grabbing your hips while you wash the dishes or pulling your waist when you try to get out of bed are a must.
husband!simon who just can't resist you, thinking about you all the time. Being far or close doesn't matter, you're on his mind 24/7. You can sleep beside him or be a thousand kilometers away, he's still thinking about you. If he can't see your face in the morning, he'd just imagine it with a smile on his face.
husband!simon who attends therapy regularly so he can be a better version of himself for the both of you. Especially if you're planning to make your little family a bigger one.
husband!simon who suffers from sleepless nights whenever you argue. He can't just fall asleep when you've just argued, so in most cases, he occupies his mind by cleaning the entire house or filling in some missing reports.
husband!simon who gets his stuff after the argument and gets ready to sleep on the couch, only to smirk when you enter the living room and make him come back to bed. You can't sleep without him as much as he can't without you. Yeah, you may not talk, but his arm will find its' way around your waist as you fall asleep.
husband!simon's favorite way to make up after an argument is waking you up with his arms around your frame and soothing apologies spilling from his lips. He loves the way you immediately pull him closer and comply, adding your own apologies to the mix.
husband!simon who is too old to care about morning breath, if you don't mind, he'll put a thousand kisses all over your face at any time of the day, especially to wake you up.
husband!simon who brags about you to his mates and won't shut up even if they complain. That's the price they pay after begging him to get to know more about his secret little love before.
husband!simon doesn't care about the money, because let's face it —he's got tons of it and will gladly spend it on you. Buys you secret gifts that he hides around the house before deployment, so you don't miss him too much.
husband!simon leaves the room whenever you call him. Your conversations are sacred, no matter how much his team wants to say hello, it's your time. They can call you themselves if they are so interested.
husband!simon who becomes a handyman as soon as you ask for anything. Your shelf is not leveled properly, and the sink is broken? Don't worry, love, he'll take care of it.
husband!simon who watches lots of documentaries with you in your free time. Also, secretly enjoys cooking shows and even more secretly — makeover TV shows. Especially the ones where they turn alternative-looking people into some normies, and loves to complain that they rip them off all their personalities.
husband!simon will get a matching tattoo with you. Probably already has some that remind him of you.
husband!simon who becomes very conversational, something you wouldn't expect the day you two meet. If you finally let him open up, he's yapping all the time with you, just rambles about all the little things that are on his mind.
husband!simon who very much enjoys those conversations while you two have sex, makes it even more sweet and domestic in his mind. Most of the time, you two talk about plans for the day or random chores that you need to finish while he pounds into you, making you both giggle and out of breath.
husband!simon definitely changes his tone around you. When Johnny heard that for the first time, his jaw dropped at the soft way he talked to you.
husband!simon who does everything in his power to protect you. The address he doesn't share with anyone, burner phones to contact you while being deployed, highest quality security. Most of the time uses nicknames instead of your name when in public, and probably one or two guard dogs that are y'alls most-loved pets (he pretends not to see how you spoil them while he's gone).
husband!simon who takes you on nice vacations whenever he can to make up for the time you two lost while he was deployed.
husband!simon who cannot see his future without you, you're stuck with him for eternity.
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witchthewriter · 2 days
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Hello ! Do you write for the men of COD ? If yes, can I request a random relationship headcanons for Price please ?
Yes I write for the COD men; I've got a few things already published. Here's a mini masterlist:
Call of Duty Soulmate Quiz
Random Relationship Headcanons w/ the COD men (including Price)
Gaz Character Profile
The Task Force & Their HOTD Dragons
The COD men as Character Archetypes
Text Stories w/ Husband Price
More COD text stories
Text Stories w/ Husband Soap | 2 |
Text Stories w/ Boyfriend Konig | 2 |
Text Stories w/ Husband Simon
Random Relationship Headcanons w/ the COD men (Simon and Konig)
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jester-lover · 2 days
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P4 Relationship Headcanons
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Authors Note/ I have read the manga up to the last English translated volume, but I’ll stick to the public school arc characterizations of them for convenience’s sake.
CW/fem! reader but otherwise no physical description , fluff, kindof accurate Victorian courting, a little angst, manga spoilers! I most definitely forgot this arc was getting animated, so I’m late, might be a little OOC, it’s been a few months since I read the manga
Edgar Redmond
Flattery was his main method of gaining your affections: descriptive poems sent to your mailbox, tulips and chocolates left on your doorstep by a mysterious admirer—a carefully held facade that fell apart when Edgar realized just how badly he wanted your affections returned.
While he has always considered himself a free spirit, capable of swiftly moving from one lover to another, he has an epiphany when he realizes he needs exclusivity with you. Edgar has found something beyond flings with you, a woman who can truly make him nervous; make his heart beat against his chest every time you bless him with a glance.
He isn’t always the most touchy lover, but he tends to take your arm in his while the two of you are out together. (He’ll do nothing more, as he doesn’t want rumors to spread around your private relationship.)
Edgar tends to fuss over you a bit, fixing your dresses, brushing his fingers over your coat, and generally keeping your appearance looking tidy; it’s an act of service that displays his affections for you.
Lawrence Bluewer
When I say all of his sisters gang up on him to tease him about his crush on you, I mean it. Lawrence tried his best to keep his love for you a secret, but his yearning glances over his glasses reveal his truth. They encourage him to speak to you, giving him advice about what women like. (Trust me, he needs it.)
Lawrence is a very dedicated man, particularly when it comes to you. He holds up all of the important customs of an exemplary Victorian man and treats you as an equal in all matters.
He’s adamant on listening to your opinion on matters involving the two of you, but he’ll also ask for your opinions on issues in his home and dorm. Your opinion is important to him.
Lawrence is a very intelligent young man; if you ever find yourself struggling with your schoolwork or a matter of principle in your personal life, he’ll help out to the best of his ability.
Call him by any affectionate nickname, and that carefully held stoicism crumbles before you, and a red tint suddenly appears on his pale face. The only time he ever broke his own rules was after the cricket match, when he embraced you tightly in the stands after winning, so much more proud of his victory now that you had seen it.
Herman Greenhill
It feels as if someone has struck him in the heart each time he lays his eyes on you. He can feel the warmth of his skin and the sweating of his palms each time he tries to talk to you without stumbling through his words. Herman is so utterly rigid and awkward around you, it’s completely obvious he’s head over heels.
He’s often flustered around you, even when you’re already courting, as one of his ideals of chivalry and respect is treating ladies kindly. He acts like a strict old man and a shy schoolboy at the same time, wanting your touch so desperately but bashing himself for it.
You will probably have to enact most of the affection between the two of you, sneaking kisses when your chaperone turns away, holding his hand when you walk into a more private corridor of his residence, and cheering loudly at his games. The easiest way to get a reaction from Herman is by showing off your stockings; he’s a sucker for good hosiery.
Despite his proud and sort of arrogant personality, Herman is a shy and careful lover; he remembers all of your favorites and special days, and he loves receiving your praise. Whenever he achieves something, he immediately looks to you, waiting to see what you make of him.
Gregory Violet
You wouldn’t even know of his existence when he first saw you, but he was always there, with a thick black sketchbook filled with drawings of you, going about your daily routine and interacting with others in a way he only wished he could. The sheer amount of yearning he does could put the poets to shame.
You are his muse; even when Gregory is creating something completely irrelevant to you, he’ll remember you; you are so infused with everything he makes. Because he has put you on this goddess-like pedestal, he doesn’t think he deserves you, which is why he’s so surprised when you agree to court him.
Gregory’s affection comes in bursts; some days he’ll be too nervous to look you in the eye, but other times he’s practically joined at your hip. He’s not the most talkative lover, but when his eyes flit through you, examining you closely with a blush stretched across his features, he appreciates you like you are art.
He plays the role of the gentleman in public, keeping his respectful distance, but he often seeks your comfort in the few moments you can sneak alone, laying his head on your lap as you brush through his two-toned hair and rambling uncharacteristically about the struggles of his role. He’s a non-conformist, and he often wished the society you lived in wasn’t so strict, so that you and him could act as wild and free as you did in the leather binding of his sketchbook.
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jimstridesarts · 2 days
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Hmm, Dave Sprite Headcanon?
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love him
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cilil · 1 day
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In today's episode of random Mairon feels: Thinking about how insanely admirable and charismatic and beautiful he is... but when jealousy, grief or hatred take over, something savage and ugly shines through
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allisluv · 3 days
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finnick x tattooed!reader (nothing massive. more so dainty & small) like he is literally OBSESSED with them. he could stare at them for hours. he even offers to go with u to an appointment just to watch the process & lowkey gets inspired to wanna get one too.
finnick would be WHIPPED for a tattooed reader. he'll trace patterns over the ink and press kisses to the skin. he's asking for the meaning of every tattoo you have and he's so giddy when you ask him to come to the tattoo parlour with you. he's holding your hand and asking you if it hurts and when you ask if he wants to get matching ones, who is he to tell you no? <3
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allyjoe755 · 2 days
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eris vanserra was made to live in the regency era
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artytaeh · 2 days
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i'm tempted to write about theodore nott being absolutely high and rambling to reader about their wedding because he CAN'T shut up while he's high.
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rottenpumpkin13 · 2 days
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AGSZC and how they deal with road rage
Genesis: He first learned how to drive when he was 11, in Banora, where there were barely any cars—he thinks traffic laws are BS. So automatically everyone is wrong and he's right. He's not afraid to roll down the window, cuss at someone, give them the finger and insist they pull over and physically settle the dispute.
Zack: He thinks people being rude to him on the road gives him a free pass to spontaneously race them to their destination. He once got pulled over by two police cars, one that demanded to know why he was going at 120 on a 65. The other who was answering a distress call from the other driver, who was reporting the "crazed lunatic speeding after them while blasting Tokyo Drift"
Cloud: When angered, he does not care for his vehicle. He will bump the other car and try to run them off the road. Even better if he's on a motorcycle, which gives him the opportunity to smash the driver side window with his sword.
Angeal: A calm, collected individual. He doesn't need to act on his rage. He knows that it won't solve anything and will only harm both parties. WRONG. Quietly follows the other vehicle to their location and waits until they leave so he can get out and key the car.
Sephiroth: Another level-headed individual who holds no grudges and wishes only for peace. How dare you assume Sephiroth experiences road rage at all.
*In the car*
Zack: Uh... Seph? That car just cut you off.
Sephiroth: Oh, did they?
Zack: Yeah.
Zack:
Zack: Oh! You missed our exit.
Zack:
Zack:
Zack: Sephiroth, why are you following that car?
Sephiroth: Tell me, Zack, have you ever buried a body?
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divine-donna · 3 days
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lovin' me
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part 01
a continuation of my previous set of headcanons. i wanted to write something more romantic. less pining. maybe a bit more...steamy. i got inspired after showing my friend the movie.
yes i am continuing the fifty fifty vincent renzi interpretation. he's sooooo fifty fifty coded. he's just like me fr
character: vincent renzi
for vibes: "lovin' me" by fifty fifty
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"you have not changed. not a bit."
"stop." you can't help but laugh. you know it's...predictable of you. to get the same order you got every time you guys came to this cafe. but familiarity called to you.
habits were hard to break.
vincent leans back, placing a cigarette between his lips. he pulls his lighter out and tries to light it. it fails after a minute of trying. he must be out of fuel.
"you got a lighter?"
"always." you pull it out and place it in his hand.
his hand is soft and slightly cool. your fingers linger, trying to warm his hand with your own. he pulls away too quickly. you wanted your fingers to linger against each other just a bit longer.
he looks at the lighter. it was decorated. he recognizes the little line of pearls, going up and down with roses at the points the arches meet. he did it himself. and then he had given you the lighter as a gift. you laughed, brushing off the blush dusting his cheeks. you thought it was the wine.
the lighter you decorated at the time was a little more crude. less pattern like. it was chaotic, with a variety of charms that you thought represented him. he remembers how you cursed when the cross charm moved. it was crooked and you were too frustrated to try to fix it.
all while your friends' laughter filled the room and more wine was being poured into your glasses.
"you still kept this?" vincent lights his cigarette with the lighter. he takes a drag and blows the smoke away from you. it comes out as a steady stream.
his jawline. the way his hair framed his face. his turtleneck. his laxed posture. he was charming, your vincent.
charming and attractive.
"why wouldn't i?" you take your lighter back to light your own cigarette.
"i just...i would have expected all the pearls and roses to have fallen off by now."
"you were...generous with the modge podge."
he laughs. "i was, yes."
"what about you? just decided to throw the one i made for you away or...?"
vincent shakes his head. "no. i've...in truth, i've never used it. it's locked up in my desk drawer."
part of you felt a little offended. you place a hand over your heart, feigning offense. "vincent! how could you!"
"it's not like that! i swear! you put so much stuff on it that it...is kind of unusable!"
"it is not!"
"well...it isn't. i've used it. once." he puts up his index finger. "one of the moon charms came off. and i didn't want to spoil the art piece you had made for me. so it sits in my drawer. because i don't want it to be destroyed."
you watch him take another drag and blow away from you. your heart beats faster and you feel your cheeks warm.
he was sure he had the right address.
was this too much?
bringing flowers to you? properly prepared, put in a vase already. a balance between the vibrant colors of the flowers and the greens.
you seem to sense that he's there, because he raises his hand to knock and the door opens.
you're holding a wine glass and dressed casually in some loungewear.
"you're early! and with flowers!"
he looks down at them. "think of them as...a homecoming gift?"
you smile widely. "just come in!"
you had made dinner. a simple steak and frites. nothing special. vincent reminisces about how often you made this for him while you guys were in university. while on a budget, of course.
the meal is delicious. and then you introduce the big thing you invited him over for: baking and cake decorating.
"we always joked that we could do better than the people on cooking shows."
"can we?" he rolls his sleeves up. "do we even know how to...start?" he had a vague idea. baking wasn't exactly his specialty. he preferred to cook.
the last time he baked was in university. and you were there to help him clean his oven, which took over three hours to do.
"if we follow a recipe, we should be fine."
except it wasn't that simple.
there was flour and cocoa powder everywhere. you were pretty sure you had gotten some in vincent's hair, making it look whiter than it was.
he looks so cute though with flour on his nose.
the wine kept coming as you guys pushed the cake pans into the oven. in your drunken stupor, you both forget a timer. he's paying more attention to you, following you into the living room. he sets his wine glass down, half full with red.
you pull a record out of its sleeve and set it down on the player. it rotates as you drop the needle and music begins to play.
he raises his eyebrows. "you still listen to this song?"
"hey. it's great. and totally american." you giggle, taking another sip of your red.
you move towards him. drunken but effortless. there was a purpose in your movements as you walk towards him. you put your hand out.
vincent smiles and takes your invitation. he puts his hand in yours, feeling its warmth. your warmth. you pull him over and dance.
i think we're alone now. there doesn't seem to be anyone around. i think we're alone now. the beating of our hearts is the only sound.
somehow, you don't spill your wine. you finish it and set the glass down. you spin in his arms. they wrap around you, like a warm blanket.
he smells good too. coffee, pear, and white florals.
his sweater is soft. his touch is gentle. he looks at you with those big, puppy dog eyes of his.
and then you fall.
you bring him down with you.
the plush carpet holds your head. you look up at him. he looks into your eyes and you see your face reflected in his pupils. your cheeks are flushed red.
there's something unspoken between you two and you pick your head up, trying to meet him.
vincent meets you halfway, his lips soft. he tastes sweet, like honey.
his hands cup your face as you move in sync. he's in tune with your rhythm, letting you take the lead and guide him on what to do.
your fingers play with the ends of his hair, wrapping it around one of them. you press your hand against the middle of his back, pulling his body closer.
a small moan escapes you when he moves his hips. he grinds softly, your crotches rubbing against each other through your clothes.
you kiss him harder, deeper, sliding your tongue past his lips to caress his own. vincent moans into your mouth, one of his hands resting on the carpet and digging his fingers into it. he could feel himself beginning to slip and lose control.
and then, the smell of something burning reaches your nose.
you pull away, face flushed. his face was completely red. and not from the wine either.
"fuck the cake!"
vincent's brief feeling of happiness dissipates as he smells the cake burning. his lips curl upwards into a smirk. "leave it." he goes back in, pressing a small kiss against your lips. "we'll try again."
you kiss him back, giving into the bliss. "i think we fucked up the measurements anyways."
he laughs.
it feels like home.
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