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#this is def not their first dance of the evening but maybe the first slow dance
scuttle-buttle · 2 days
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Co-Pilots
Nobody asked for this. I have the flu. I needed something nice to focus on and apparently this was it. Blame @lorna-d-m my partner in crime :) also kudos to winniemaywebber and sagesolscitcewrites because i def read all their stuff and was vibing it and the pet names and stuff sooo hard
Rated: 18+
Word Count: approx. 3k
Tags: MMF, fluff and reassurance, mentions of wartime ptsd, body confidence issues, mentions of having children, PiV sex, female receiving oral, male receiving oral, voyeurism, no stated use of contraception
A/N: Croz is referred to as Crosby, Harry, and Bing in this (so as not to confuse). And idk what rank Rosie is by this point so were just going with Major
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The bright lights blinded you the first time you walked through New York City; tonight was no different. Flashes of neon whites, golds, blues, reds, lit up your path as you entered the lobby to the Ritz hotel. Your husband had made arrangements for you to meet him in the city much as he had a near 2 years ago during the height of the war. You wanted to meet him at the airport. Crosby insisted he find you at the hotel. And now, with Hitler defeated, he was on his way home. For good. 
His phone call had startled you. Usually, you wrote him weekly, sometimes more if you felt lonesome. Harry’s letters were less frequent, but no less loving. Little Steve kept you more than busy most days, back home safe terrorizing your mother and father while you got some rest and relaxation with your Bing in the big city. The toddler was a shining light in your dark days. He had the same dark curls, the same downturned eyes as his father. A piece of your love that was yours no matter what the war brought - or took.
You’d nearly lost your footing when you heard his voice, gruff and mellow, across the line. Darlin’ it's me, he'd said, I'm coming home but I've got some business to finish in the city, meet me there. I'm bringing Rosie, you remember him yeah? Said he'll take us dancing at the best jazz spots. I love you Mrs. Crosby. See you soon.
Now you wait in the lobby for your love and his friend.
Minutes tick by as you wait. Maybe the plane was late? Maybe they had to meet somewhere after landing to debrief? Maybe there was a problem with the engine? Just as your maybes started to drown out the chatter and bustle around you a voice rang out.
“Well ho-ly mackerel, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes Mrs. Crosby.”
The sight of your husband had you dashing into his waiting arms. Tears streamed down your face as you kissed him senseless over and over and over. Crosby couldn’t contain his laughter at your reaction, nor did he bother hiding it when he wiped his eyes dry. 
“I’ve missed you so much Bing.”
His forehead rested on yours. “God how I’ve missed you too, Darlin’.” 
Over his shoulder you notice a taller man, stylish moustache and curls neatly gelled into place, attempting to avert his eyes and give your reunion privacy. You were struck by how attractive he was. “Bing?”
“Oh!” Harry takes a step back. “Darlin’ this is Robert Rosenthal - or Rosie as us boys like to call him.”
Rosie gives a toothy smile and holds out his hand for a firm shake; “so nice to meet you, Mrs. Crosby. Croz here has told me all about you.”
Giving your husband a raised eyebrow, you ask “all good things I hope?”
Both men chuckle. “Only the best, ma’am.” 
The three of you settled into your rooms before deciding that a celebration was in order. Rosie commandeered the evening, promising only the best jazz New York had to offer. Drinks flowed, the band jived, and couples danced the night away. 
Night after night, Rosie took you somewhere new. You’d split your time whirling the dancefloor between both your husband and his pilot friend, never satisfied until your feet ached. Harry claimed all the slow dances, nestled up close to your body. But Rosie? He got the fast-paced, jumping, hip swaying swing that Crosby claimed he couldn’t keep up with. Two left feet, he’d claim. Each morning after you slept in the plush, luxurious Ritz bed until lunchtime while they attended to their military duties. 
Friday rolled around. It had been a week of this routine. You should’ve been exhausted, you should’ve wanted to slow down - after all you were no spring chicken anymore. Yet, something about being in the arms of your husband and Rosie as you swayed to Duke Ellington, Benny Goodman, and Glen Miller felt so right. 
When the barkeep yelled for “last call” you knew it was time to retire for the evening.
“Say, why don’t you come have a nightcap in our room, Rosie? Crosby asked.
The three of you settle into the living room of the suite assigned to you and your husband. Bing plops into an armchair with a satisfied huff. You join Rosenthal on the loveseat, a respectable distance inbetween. A bottle of whisky sits open on the fireplace mantle. Conversation comes and goes as the trio fall from the high of the night. It’s easy. Almost makes the boys forget the horrors they endured in Europe. 
Around 1am the conversation begins to lull as you finish regaling the group with a story of the shenanigans you and your girlfriends would get up to during university days. “-You think you boys were bad flying all around in your skivvies, but it was nothing compared to us girls that night!” Laughter filled the room until all had let it trickle to a close; the silence was warm like the fireplace embers. Robert sat enraptured by your story, by your beauty, by the thought of you under that blue dress and all your curves. He knew he shouldn’t have noticed…..he was just a man after all. And with the things he’d seen? Could you really blame him?
“How long’s it been Rosie?” The question broke the man’s gaze from you and directed it towards Crosby. He didn’t know it was so obvious. 
Rosie was about to stumble out an answer, an apology for looking at you like that, he doesn’t know, when Croz interrupts again. “When’s the last time you felt the touch of a good woman, Rosie?” Harry waits for an answer. Rosenthal can feel his face heat; he runs his fingers through his hair mussing the curls out of place. This confident Crosby was much bolder than the one he’d met when he first shipped out to the 100th. “Before the war?” There is no judgment in his eyes, no disdain or hesitation towards his comrade as he asks. Rosie shakes his head in affirmation. His glass clinks against the table as he sets it down, whisky unfinished.
Crosby sighs. “Too long.”
“Too damn long…” Rosie agrees in a mumble. 
You sit and watch the boys in rapt attention before meeting Bing's chocolatey eyes. Rosenthal is a good man, a great one from what your husband’s letters proved, and he deserves kindness and softness after all he’s been through. They both do. A delicate hand moves to rest on Rosie’s knee where he sits next to you. His brow furrows. The Major flits his gaze between you and your husband.
In all seriousness Crosby says “It’s alright, I don’t mind.” He tilts his head forward in permission, a silent go ahead. 
The navigator noticed how Rosie looked at you all night, how you returned the glances like a game of chicken. Each admiring but neither willing to do anything about it. How the two of you danced around the club without a care in the world at his insistence. He hadn’t seen Rosie smile like that in ages. He knew you hadn’t laughed like that since before he announced he was heading to the front. You definitely were reveling in the attention of both men tonight. This was never something you had discussed with your husband; somehow you just knew each other well enough even after so long apart to know that it was okay. It was something you both wanted.
Your fingers drifted higher on Rosie’s thigh; not enough to be indecent, but enough to get the message across. His larger palm came to rest atop yours, stopping the movement. “You uh- you’re okay with this?” the Brooklyn native questioned. 
Without hesitation you reassure “I am.” 
In a measured, almost odd approach Rosenthal shifts towards you. His lips hover over your cheek for a moment before the softest kiss brushes your skin. The whiskers of his mustache tickle. You can’t help the grin that threatens to break. He continues to kiss along your cheek, once, twice, thrice, each getting closer to your waiting lips. Finally, his chapped lips meet yours. This kiss is awkward at first as he gathers his bearing, quickly finding a rhythm as if no time had passed since he last kissed a pretty dame.
Crosby sunk deeper into his chair as he watched. He could feel the tell-tale sign of his slacks becoming tighter as he watched his best girl and his best friend. “She loves it when you kiss her neck,” he instructed with that smirk of his. Rosie dragged his lips to your throat. “Little lower-” again he shifted “-right there.” A moan slipped from your parted lips as your body warred with the directions from your husband and the attentions from your lover. 
The room felt stifling. Rosie’s coat, your dress, his shirt, your stockings, his trousers, your brassiere - each fluttered off to the floor one by one. Even Bing had lost his button down. 
The Major guided you onto your back along the couch, trailing open mouthed kisses down your sternum, along your breasts. A moment of clarity passed your mind that your body was different now than the last time you had been made love to, whether by your husband or not, since the baby. Your breasts weren't as pert, your stomach was softer than it used to be. Lips pursed, you let out a small sigh. 
“What’s wrong darlin’?” Bing asked. The navigator leaned towards you, brushing a strand of fallen hair from your face. “You know I can read you better than any map.” Rosie stopped and rested his chin on your abdomen to look up. 
“We can stop,” Rosie offered.
“No, It’s silly…” you tried to brush off.
Both men came to your defense immediately. Looking between the two you finally settle on your husband’s face. “It’s just that… since the last time we saw each other I’m different. My body changed and- I don’t know. I want it to be enough for you. For you both,” you add with a look to Rosie.
Crosby drops from the chair to his knees before you. “My pretty girl.” He kisses you slowly. “We’ve all changed.” From below Rosie adds nothing is the same. “You are still the most beautiful, most incredible, woman I’ve ever seen. Gosh - you’re my wife. Mrs. Crosby! I would fight to the ends of the earth to come home to you.” Softer he adds “I did fight to come home to you… and to bring this flak-happy bastard along too,” he laughed, nudging his elbow at his mate. “Now be a good girl and let us treat you right.” At your nod Rosie resumes his ascent down your waiting body. 
With a flourish your panties are gone, your dripping center exposed to his hungry stare. “What does she like, Croz? Because I'm not stopping until she comes begging all over my tongue.” He licks a deep stripe along your slit. “Sweet as sugar, babydoll.” Gone is the man unsure of himself, and in place is a god amongst men who knows exactly what he wants. It’s all you can do to hold on as Rosie devours you at your husband’s suggestions. Fingers dig into the cushions, tangle into his curls as you writhe under him. 
Rosie puts in his best effort to undo you; your husband saunters up to your face, his pants long forgotten. Cock stiff and ready, dripping with need, he runs the tip of his thumb against your bottom lip. Your teeth nibble at the pad.  “Think you can take me too, darlin’?” A whimpered please is all that comes out.
A cacophony of moans fills the air as your senses are assaulted - Rosie latched to your pussy like a lifeline and your Crosby’s cock deep inside your mouth. “That’s it darlin’, just like that. I bet you missed me, huh? I can tell you did, sweet girl. Fuck I missed you….” 
You gave him everything you had as you licked and sucked at his length. You could have sworn it was bigger than you remembered. He could tell by the look in your eyes you were getting closer, hell he was too. Lord knew he didn’t want to finish like some schoolboy in your lovely mouth. Crosby pulled himself out and you gasped for air. Cheeks flushed and sweat dripping down your temple he turned to his partner. “Use your fingers Rose, drives her wild when you crook them up inside her ‘n don't be afraid to get rough - give her a nip.” He punctuated the end of his command with a nip of his own to your throat. Rosie did exactly as instructed, sending you careening further to the edge and hips bucking.
“Oh- please Rosie- oh god don’t stop-” tumbles out as you start to fall. You swear you feel him humming against your clit as his fingers burn pleasure into your skin.
“That’s it darlin’, just let go for him. Being such a good girl for us,” croons your Bing.
When it all gets too much you gently push him from you. He goes gracefully, dropping chaste kisses to your thighs and hips. Despite feeling like a bowl of jello you remember your purpose tonight - to give Rosie a proper homecoming. 
Sitting up you demand he rid himself of his trousers. 
He grins. “Yes ma’am.” 
Just as Rosie goes to cover your body again you place your hand on his broad chest, pushing until he is in a sitting position. You quickly seat yourself over his lap, his length resting against you. Grinding down, he grunts. “Let me take care of you Rosie, it’s okay.” Kissing his temple, the corner of his mouth, his Adam's apple, you repeat “I want to take care of you dear, let me.”
With another roll of your hips he enters you. He feels different than your husband, but no less wonderful. Rosie’s hands land firmly on your hips as you rock above him. He knows he won't last long, you feel too good. “God Croz how do you do it? She’s so- ugh fuck” he grunts, head tossed back as you squeeze his length. 
“I know, Rose, I know. Just like heaven.” Your husband rubs your back as you move.
Rosenthal buries his face in the crook of your neck, his whimpers muffled so that only you can hear. There are no words for him to describe this feeling: the feeling of being comforted, the feeling of warmth, the feeling of home inside you, even if just for tonight. He almost feels a tear spring to his eyes. Circling your arms around his shoulders you remind him that you’ve got him, that he’s safe, that you're here. You pick up the pace as you ride him, bringing him closer and closer to his fate. His pelvis bucks up to meet yours with every roll.
“Honey I- I’m getting real close.”
You seal your lips on his; “I’ve got you, Rosie. I want you to come for me dear.”
With a deep groan he lifts you off his cock, his spend covering your stomachs and lap in a sticky mess. You hold him as he comes down from his high. 
“That was wonderful, thank you…just, thank you.” You kiss him once more; he knows he doesn’t have to thank you for anything, but he does because he’s Rosie. He carefully cleans you of his come with his discarded undershirt.
Crosby drops his lips to the crown of your head, beginning to pull the pins out of your carefully styled hair. “Come here, Darlin’.” He helps to lift you from his colleagues’ lap. “I wanna make love to my wife.” 
In seconds you’re on the floor under Crosby, his cock already buried to the hilt within you. Neither of you move as you both enjoy the feel of each other reunited as husband and wife. Whispered streams of I love you and I missed you and fuck you feel so good tumble from your lips, barely an inch apart. Harry would never need a map to know the curves, the sensitive spots, the constellations of beauty marks on your body - he knew it better in his memory than any map he could chart.
Besides you on the couch Rosie has slumped over to lay down, his arm hanging off towards you. Every breath of your husband’s puffs against your neck, every tickle of hair from across his chest reminds you that he’s here and he’s alive and he’s yours. Emotion overwhelmed you; “Bing, love please, I need you.”
Crosby hitches your thigh up and around his hip; “I’m here Darlin’.” With that he starts to thrust within your walls. His lithe body moves with a power you had nearly forgotten. Each roll of his hips he pounds into you harder, faster, with abandon; his dog tags cool against your breasts where they hung. Harry was a gentle man, but held so much emotion inside. He could let go with you. 
Your next orgasm was building, hotter and faster than the first. Nails raking down your husband’s back, you reached out your other to grab hold of Rosie’s outstretched palm. The slap of skin echoed around the room, mixed with the crackle of the fire and the sound of heaving breaths. 
An inferno raged within you. Every touch, every movement atop you sent sparks down every nerve ending. You didn’t know where you stopped and your husband began. “Fuck Bing mmmm- Harry please-” The rug beneath you rubbed your back raw but you couldn’t bring yourself to care as long as he kept going.
Crosby had his thumb rubbing quick circles on your clit in an instant. “Tell me you’re close, I need you to come Darlin’.” You couldn’t catch your breath so you nodded the best you could while squeezing the life out of Rosie’s fingers.  
Another snap of his hips and you’re gone, obliterated. Everything felt euphoric and white-hot. Crosby follows suit, his release filling you and your name on his tongue. Bruises will surely linger on your thighs. 
There you lay, tangled in the afterglow, your loving husband above you stroking his knuckles against your side and your new lover’s hand in yours. No words needed to be spoken. The moment you shared would be seared into your mind forever playing on repeat. God forbid another crisis happened that would ship your boys out and away from you - yet if it did you would hold on to tonight like a talisman. It had been a long four years, and longer so for them. But the war was won, with spoils a plenty. 
Finally. 
Lips meeting your Bing’s sweat-slicked forehead, your grip on Rosenthal tightens. “Welcome home my boys, welcome home.”  
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sadhours · 1 year
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Wicked Sensation
part three // billy hargrove x fem!reader
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part one | part two | part three | part four | part five | part six | part seven | part eight | part nine | part ten | part eleven | part twelve | part thirteen | part fourteen | part fifteen | part sixteen | part seventeen
word count: 3.5k
warnings: 18+ minors dni, underage drinking, drinking and then driving, smut, billy masturbates, oral (f receiving), p in v, uh body fluids?
Billy liked you. You mostly kept to yourself but you were a wild child, he could tell. He’d seen you through your window, dancing in your room while you blasted music and drank beers. Every few hours you’d go outside for a smoke and he’d close his blinds so you couldn’t see him. He loved the music he could hear coming from your window. Metallica, Skid Row, Ratt, Def Leppard, Dio and the occasional Black Sabbath. When you’d dive into New Wave you’d lose him a bit until he’d seen how much fun you were having. You seemed carefree but yet there was something reserved about you. Something maybe he could tease out of you.
He’d definitely pleasured himself to the thought of it, not until after thumbing through his girly magazines but your face and wild hair flooded his mind when he looked at the girls in the magazine. He’d tossed the magazine on the ground, laying back on his bed and palmed himself through his jeans. He thought about the way you’d look riding him with your hair and tits bouncing. The way your mouth would hang open but the sides of your lips tugged up in a smile and he quickly undid his jeans, pulling his hard cock out of his jeans and started stroking himself long and slow at first. He imagined your eyes getting misty and you panting, making his movements quicker and quicker. Then he imagined his name falling out of your lips and he came undone, spilling out over his hand and shirt. When he’d cleaned up, he lit a cigarette and opened his blinds, seeing you perched outside having your own cigarette and he couldn’t help but think maybe you’d just done the same thing he did. It was midnight, after all.
The next day at school, you wore leather pants and he knew he was in for another late night.
Halloween came slower than he had wanted but it was finally here. He couldn’t be bothered to put together a costume but he wore his favorite leather jacket, leather fingerless gloves with his tightest 501’s. He’d spent a substantial amount of time in the bathroom. Max banging on the door to tell him to get a move on but Neil knocking on the door had him out of there sooner than he’d wanted. He finished his hair routine in his room, blinds open to see if he could get a glimpse of you getting ready. He grabs his cologne, dabbing on it neck and then just above his dick, on the blonde curls neatly trimmed there. He did this anytime he went on. Just in case, he told himself.
When he’s finished, he quietly slips out his house, making sure not to shut the door too hard. He jogs up to your house and knocks three times, shoving his hands into the pockets of his jacket as he waits. He expects you to answer but instead your father does and Billy’s a bit apprehensive, he doesn’t do well with parents. Plus, he’s not wearing a shirt.
Your dad is kind, he lets you do your own thing and tries not to interfere too much. He opens the door and tells Billy, “Past the kitchen, first door on the left.”
Billy is thankful your dad forgoes the formalities. He gets a glimpse of your brother, roughly Max’s age, sitting on couch with a costume he can’t quite pick out. He’s got those visor sunglasses on but nothing else gives an indication of what he’s supposed to be.
As Billy makes it to the hall he can hear your choice of music. Still of the Night by Whitesnake making your door vibrate. The musics loud enough that Billy doesn’t even bother knocking, twisting the door open to reveal you standing in your bra looking down at the two shirts laid out on your bed with a pensive look on your face. Billy moves to shut the door again but you stop him. “Wait, help,” you say and you’ve already had a few beers, the alcohol in your system giving you a bit of confidence and shoving your inhibitions further away.
He steps inside and closes the door behind him, looking at you inquisitively. “I don’t know which one to pick,” you admit, gesturing to the shirts on your bed. One is a leather halter top and the other is a cropped black button up with eccentric buttons.
Obviously Billy leans towards the halter top, pointing at it without a thing to say. You nod, “I was thinking that one too.”
You slip it on, then grabbing a studded leather jacket and putting that on as well. You turn to him, “Okay, I’m ready.”
He looks at your eye makeup and tilts his head, knowing this must be a costume but not sure what of. His curiosity obvious to you so you tell him, “I’m Alice Cooper.”
“No more Mr. Nice Guy,” he quips and you giggle which is not something he’d heard from you yet. He loves the sound.
You open your door and pull him through it, letting go of his jacket when you get into the kitchen because you don’t want your dad to read into this. Billy is just giving you a ride to the party, nothing more.
“Bye,” you tell your dad with a kiss to the cheek.
“Be safe, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” he says as you and Billy slip out the door. Billy thinks about how nice of an interaction that was. How your dad didn’t try to control any aspect of you and how that made him a bit jealous.
You walk to his Camaro, feeling your buzz as you tell him, “I love your car, I don’t think I’ve told you that.”
He slips inside, sliding his key in the ignition and turning it. The blue car comes alive with a rumble and it makes your body tingle. He pumps the acceleration a few times to really drive the point across, putting on a show for you.
You hum happily, lighting a cigarette as he peels out, down the street and the houses flying by. The comfortability you feel in this moment is something you wanna feel forever. If you could forever feel the buzz of alcohol and a pretty boy driving you anywhere fast, you would.
Billy has a Ted Nugent cassette in and you cringe, there’s only one song on this album you like. You prop open his glove box and dig through the tapes he has, but nothing quite feels right for the moment. You purse your lips as you lean back, excited for the party. You lived for this stuff, everyone was a little more laid back at parties, they got along.
“Had you a little pre party, did ya?” Billy asks, turning the music down.
“A few beers while I got ready,” you shrug, wondering if you seemed drunk already.
Billy makes it to a stretch of road with no curves for at least a few miles, “Me too.” and with the words he floors it.
You scream with a huge smile on your face, your hands gripping the sides of the seat. The way you sound drives him a little insane, feeling the way his dick twitches in his tight pants at getting the reaction from you. Wild child, he thinks as he glances at you. He’d always wanted girls to act this way. You didn’t talk too much, you didn’t tell him meaningless details about your day at the mall or the gossip at school. You could be uptight but it was in an alluring way, a way that had him wanting more.
However, he didn’t expect for you to disappear the second you arrive at the party. In fact, it kind of pissed him off. But once Tommy saw him, he was ushering him to the keg and telling him he just had to beat Steve’s record. He doesn’t see you again for about two hours, catching you inside with your makeup smeared as you take a shot of whiskey with a group of guys. He feels protective, snaking his way between you and some kid he’s seen around school.
You grin at the resurgence of Billy, loving that you can see the sweat and beer on his bare chest. You’ve had enough to drink to where you’re no longer pushing the sexual thoughts you have about him down. They’re now at the forefront of your mind when you see him.
“Have a shot with me!” you insist, pouring Billy one before he can answer. But he couldn’t say no to you anyhow.
You cheers, clinking your glasses together before tapping them on the counter and then down the hatch they go. You two don’t break eye contact the entire time. The group of men around you had kind of dispersed when Billy walked up, aside from two of them. The four of you somewhat engage in conversation but a song comes on that makes you wanna dance.
The Lovecats by The Cure isn’t necessarily Billy’s thing but he doesn’t protest as you drag him into the crowd of teenagers dancing. You wrap your arms around his neck and pull his body into yours. He places his hands on your hips, swaying with you.
So wonderfully, wonderfully, wonderfully, wonderfully pretty. Oh you’d know that I’d do anything for you.
The words make Billy snort quietly because that’s how he feels looking at you and he has never felt that about another person.
As the song comes to an end, you lean into his ear and whisper, “Take me home…”
Again, no protest, grabbing your hand and pulling you through the crowd and to his Camaro parked on the street.
The drive is quick, you smoke two cigarettes on the way but you share them both with Billy.
Billy notices your dads car is gone when he pulls up. “Where’s your dad?” He wonders aloud.
“Oh, he’s at his girlfriend’s house… my brothers with him,” you answer, opening the car door and stumbling out of it.
Billy tilts his head as he watches you, “You good, sweetheart?”
The nickname makes you giggle and you feel the heat fill between your legs, “Yes, sir! I’m great.”
You lead him into your house after fumbling with the key for a brief moment. Billy locks the door behind him, following to the kitchen where you fill two glasses of water and handing him one. He takes it gratefully, gulping some of it down before you two reach your bedroom. You set your glass down on your nightstand and fall back on your bed, eyes dark as you gawk up at Billy. He sits on your bed, looking around your room and you think about what Stephanie had said about him.
“I mean like he knew what he was doing, he wasn’t awkward about it at all. The man knew what he wanted.”
Billy was being awkward. But you couldn’t fathom why he’d come to your bedroom with you if he didn’t want to have sex with you. You take a pointed foot and shove him with him, a mischievous grin on your face. He finally looks at you, his lips turned up in a smile and his gorgeous blue eyes darting across your upper half.
“Pick some music to play,” you tell him and motion towards your stereo and cassette collection.
He obeys, holding up Master of Reality by Black Sabbath. You nod amusingly, sitting up to shrug your jacket off and then sliding your boots off. Billy does the same after putting the album on, now just wearing his jeans and fingerless gloves. He’s more quiet than you’d imagined, which you had many many times. But in your fantasies he’s eager and saying filthy things to you.
“C’mere,” you instruct, sitting up on your feet. When he sits across from you, the both of you instinctively lean in. Your lips meet and it’s gentle at first. But then it’s like a switch flipped in Billy and he grabs the back of your head, sliding his tongue past your lips. You gasp at the change of pace, falling on your back with him on top of you. He moves his hands from the back of your head to your jaw and his gloves feel nice on your skin.
His fingertips move slowly down from your face to your chest, his lips following suit but pausing at your neck. Reactively, you tilt your head back while he plants sloppy kisses on your neck. A whimper escapes when he sucks your skin between his lips and your legs spread a little further exposing more of his clothed excitement against yours.
Feeling his erection has you laugh excitedly, your body dripping in anticipation for what’s to come. He pulls back at the laugh and looks up at you through his dark and heavy eyelashes. He’s so pretty you could almost die right now. “Tickles?” he asks, his voice low with hunger.
“Uh-uh,” you shake your head, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling his lips back to yours. “Feels so good,” you say into his mouth.
Billy begins to mess with the laces up the front of your top but gets frustrated when he can’t quite figure how to untie it. He sits back on his feet to get a better look but to no avail. He tugs harshly at the strings which jerks your upper body off the mattress, “How do you fucking get this thing off?”
The roughness of his movements takes your breath away but his frustration is adorable. You grab onto the hem and pull the top up and over your head, tossing it onto the floor with a cavalier smile. He rolls his eyes but is quick to reach his hand around your back and undo your bra in one swift motion. He drags it off of you and throws it behind him, a soft thud as it smacks against a poster on your wall before falling to the floor.
The cold air hits your chest but his mouth is efficient in warming you up, taking a nipple into his mouth while the other is covered by his hand. Your hand snakes up to the back of his neck, fingers tangling between the long curls there. “Oh, Billy…” you gasp and he responds with teeth, biting the tender skin.
But he stops and you’re eyes pry open at the surprise, not wanting this to end so soon. Luckily, you catch him tugging off his leather gloves and hear him mutter in a guttural tone, “Wanna feel you.”
Your head swims when he resumes heavy lips on your breast, his hand squeezing the other gently. You silently tell yourself you’re an idiot for ignoring the way you’d felt about him. If you could’ve been feeling this good the second you met him then you’ve missed out.
His hands smooth down your sides until his fingertips meet your waistband. He shimmies your pants down, your bum lifting to make it easier and they’re off in a heap next to the mattress. A scoff leaves his lips when he sees you weren’t wearing underwear. You shrug and tell him, “Can’t wear any with those pants, major panty lines.”
His curls bounce as he shakes his head a bewildered smile on his face, “You wore ‘em to school this week.”
“Enough talking,” you demand, getting impatient as your core is exposed to him and all he does is stare at it.
He slaps you down there and replies, “I’ll talk all I want.” You don’t mind though as he drags his fingers up and down your folds. Your head props up to watch him work while he mumbles, “Soaking for me.”
Biting your lip, you adjust your legs to give him ample room to continue. “Always so wet when I’m around?” he wonders aloud with a cocky grin plastered on his gorgeous face.
“Maybe,” you moan out as he slides a single digit inside of you.
You’re not sure exactly what it is, especially since it’s so early in the act but Billy is the best sexual partner you’ve had. Neither of you are remotely close to finishing but this is the best feeling you’ve ever had in your life. It could be the way he looks at you, eye contact was never something you did during sex. It always felt distracting but with Billy, it’s just urging that release along.
With his left on pushing slightly on your stomach, he adds a second finger inside you and instantly curls them. You gasp, your hands moving anywhere and everywhere trying to find something to squeeze. You actually sit up to grab at his shoulders, which in turns gives you a better view of what he’s doing. His thumb brushes up against your clit, just gently like he’s testing it out.
“Dear god,” you growl, your eyes meeting while he picks up his pace.
“M’names Billy,” he corrects you sarcastically and you want to slap him for teasing you like that now.
In a few seconds, you start to feel that rise in your stomach. It pushes you on your back and you spread your legs just a bit more, his fingers sliding in and out fast. He doesn’t forget to curl them up every few strokes.
Billy inches down the bed a little and his head dips down between your legs while his fingers stay inside you. He licks broadly against your clit, his tongue strong and certain. You cry out, fingers gripping onto his mullet. He looks up at you but your heads back, eyes closed as your back arches. He takes it as a sign and starts lapping at you with his tongue, quickly. Of course it doesn’t take any longer, your legs closing with him between them as you reach your high.
“Billy, yes!” you pant out, pulling his hair.
He pulls away quickly, not giving you any time to come down and crashes his lips onto yours. The kiss is all tongue and teeth, while your legs and arms wrap around him. Then he moves his hands between the two of you, able to unbuckle his belt and push his pants and briefs down to his thoughts with your help.
He strokes himself a few times before pressing his tip to your clit and dragging it through your folds, gathering the wetness. He bites his lip and there’s an uncertainty in his eyes. He doesn’t have a condom. You look at him and whisper, “I’m on the pill.”
Which isn’t exactly the protection he’s looking for but it’s enough for him, his lips tugging up as he directs his tip back down to your entrance and pushes it in. You gasp at its thickness, your fingernails digging into his shoulder.
“You’re so tight,” he says it like he can’t believe it. You almost tell him maybe he’s too big but you don’t want it to go to his head so you just whimper instead before pulling his lips back to yours, licking into it as he parts his lips.
He inches in further and the sensation in utterly intoxicating, your breath caught in your throat and you head feels fuzzy. All of you feels fuzzy almost. Once he bottoms out, he pulls back to look at you and the eye contact this time is even more intense as he thrusts against you.
You’re an absolute puddle beneath him. His name spilling out of your mouth over and over, almost like a chant. The eye contact doesn’t break either, which would in other circumstance would be uncomfortable but it’s like you’re both in a trance.
He doesn’t last long but either do you, once his hand wraps around your throat loosely you’re falling over the edge for the second time. He follows suit, pulling out and finishing on your stomach and chest. A bit of it actually gets on your chin and you can’t help but want to taste it, bringing your finger to wipe it and slipping the finger in your mouth. The action brings a bit more out of Billy, seemingly shocking the both of you but he laughs. “I could’ve just finished in your mouth, if you’d asked.”
You shyly giggle, “Had a hard time thinking, if I had tried to ask it probably would’ve came out as gibberish.”
He falls beside you on the bed and you look up at him, “Mind grabbing something off the floor so I can clean up?”
“Oh yeah! Sorry,” he sits up and reaches down to grab a ratty band t-shirt you’d left strewn by the bed. He cleans it up for you.
Now is the awkward part. You worry he’ll leave, you’ve never had someone stay and for the first time you minded. Billy stands back up and grabs his briefs, stepping into them before he walks to your bed. His fingers curl around the glass of water on your bedside table and he hands it to you.
“Hydrate,” he says. You obey, sitting up to take a few gulps. When you hand it back he does the same. But then he lays back on the bed, arms behind his head as he turns to you with a soft smile on his face. Your heart flutters and you curl up into his side. Good, he’s staying.
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jaeyunniesimp · 1 year
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your first kiss with them ~ enhypen as love tropes! (hyung line)
tw: mentions of alcohol, and i think that’s it (?)
wc: 1.1k
have fun, love you guys!
maknae line version
heeseung (brother’s best friend!): your brother’s friends never really caught your eye in a positive way. let’s face it, men will be men, always loud and somewhat disgusting, specially seniors. but when your brother befriended heeseung, you couldn’t stop staring at the boy.
he started bringing him home after school often, to “study” (play video games) and “read” (talk about girls). he was the only friend of your brother’s your mother genuinely liked, besides jake, and you seemed to agree more and more with her. you couldn’t help but notice, though, the way his gaze would linger on you, how he’d go get water in the kitchen at the same time you would, just to get some alone time with you, even if it’s silent.
but, at your brother’s birthday party, a couple shots in, you had literally nothing nor anyone holding you back. heeseung had rejected all the girls that approached him that night, and that made you a little nervous, but alcohol was in to save you! there you were in the kitchen again, trying to pour yourself another drink “you should have some water” he said, putting his hand on top of yours, stopping you from turning the bottle on your cup, flashing you a sweet smile.
your cheeks started to heat up, at that point you were blushing everywhere, really looking like a red avatar. “you shouldn’t worry about me, i’m fine” you shook off, putting the bottle back down. “of course i should, i’ve been waiting all night to kiss you, i can’t do it if you’re drunk” he stated bluntly, red avatar mode was def full on.
you looked up at him, doe eyed (which he thought was the cutest thing btw), and in no time his lips were connected to yours, hands cupping your cheeks sweetly, pulling you closer every second. just pray your brother never finds out 🤞
jay (fake boyfriend!): when you pitched the idea to jay, he was at first skeptical. pretending to date just so you could go to your sister’s wedding and prove your mother wrong? he thought you were maybe going a little too far, but agreed to do it anyway.
when he saw you all dressed up, hair done, he couldn’t help but smile. you both got there and you took his hand in yours, making him blush instantly. “don’t be so weird about it, this has to look believable” you whispered to him through gritted teeth.
the rest of the evening went by just fine, everyone complimenting how good you two looked together, until your mother insisted you both slowed danced together like all the other couples. your hands were glued to each other’s all day, but not your bodies.
to say you were nervous was an understatement. he just looked so good, and was so close to you, his lips almost hovering over yours. “i wish we could be like this more often” he stated out of the blue, making your cheeks heat up. “me too” you answered. his grip on your waist became a little tighter as he pulled you in for a kiss. his lips felt like everything you’ve ever needed: soft, sweet, comforting. he was definitely not someone you wanted to just “fake” date.
jake (best friends to lovers!): you were surely the best of friends. jake was your ride or die and you were his, but anyone could tell that there were unspoken feelings between the two of you (i mean the sexual tension is insane wtf). he could be just doing anything, sitting down in silence, singing, talking, playing games, and your eyes would instantly fall to his beautiful, plump, heart shaped lips </3 and he obviously always thought you were beautiful, but never imagined you thought of him in that way.
if he didn’t value your friendship so much, he would’ve certainly made a move already. but tonight, there was just something about you, he couldn’t keep it together anymore. you were having a sleepover at your place after a night out, you still had your makeup on, your hair was already messy, and you were still wearing his coat he landed you on the way to your house. let’s just say you were a sight for sore eyes <3
“you look really pretty” he blurted out, out of nowhere. you looked at him, confused and surprised at the same time. “thanks…” you flashed him a shy smile. he suddenly started moving closer to you, letting his hands fall to the sides of your body, holding your waist, under his coat, ever so lightly, like it was natural. he then leaned in a little closer, connecting your foreheads “if you don’t tell me to stop, i don’t think i’ll be able to”. that’s when you pulled him closer and attached both your lips, giving him a long, soft, chaste kiss. he pulled back, out of air, and flashed you that sweet, beautiful smile of his <3
sunghoon (enemies to lovers!): you definitely hated park sunghoon, the way his witty ass would always find a way to humiliate, outshine, or annoy you. but there was no denying how beautiful he looked, and he couldn’t lie to himself and say he didn’t think the same about you.
everyone was already sick and tired of the bickering between the two of you, so the master plan to lock the both of you up in a room alone was put in action. your friends would leave you there just until things got quiet, assuming you could endure each other’s presence.
after what felt like hours of fighting and arguing, you couldn’t take it anymore. your eyes were glossy from the tears that were starting to form and your voice was shaky. “stop! please, i’m begging you! why do you even hate me so much?” you managed to blurt out, after pushing him lightly on the chest.
he was definitely speechless. he never hated you, quite the opposite. he was just so heartbroken that you decided to go out with jake in middle school and never even looked at him, he started picking on you and being passive aggressive towards you unconsciously, maybe as a way of getting you to notice him. not in the way he wished for though.
his look softened at the sight of you crying, and he got closer to you, cupping your cheeks and wiping your tears away. “i don’t hate you, y/n. god, i wish i did” you were surely shocked at his statement, your tears suddenly stopping to fall, gaze locked on his. “i just like you too much, but you never seem to notice me”
you instinctively slid your hands to the back of his neck, tugging on his hair lightly “how could i not notice you?” you answered, flashing him a weak smile. he pulled you in for a much awaited kiss, filled with passion and hunger, which made you crave him more and more each second, the room so quiet for so long, your friends thought you probably murdered each other by now <3
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The last few headcannon posts have been about SDVE (Stardew Valley Expanded) so I wanted to get back to the vanilla version of the game.
SDV bachelors/bachelorettes and the likelihood of them dancing with you.
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Batchelors first!~ Elliott: This man LOVES to dance, especially if it's with you. He'll put on fancy music on a gramophone or other older tech. He'd love to sweep you off your feet and take charge and dance the night away. He likes to be close to you when he's dancing. The closer the better, for your chests to touch, one hand on your side, the other holding your hand and staring into your eyes. He 100% sounds like the type to dip someone while dancing.
Sebastian: I'm a bit torn on this one. I know he dances in the Flower Festival every year but idk if he enjoys it 100%. Like it's kind of an expectation type thing so he's like "Ughhh alright". He always dances with Abigail unless you ask him but if he didn't dance with someone he knew he would be having even less of a good time than he already was. But just dancing with you alone, Idk if he'd be into it. Just sitting next to you watching a movie or playing a video game sounds a whole lot more fun to him.
Sam: I feel like there's a type of music he'd like to dance more than others. Like rock or something, definitely not classical or slow music. If he did want to dance he'd want some high-energy music. Something fun to dance to. The kind that'd make you two a little tired by the time the song ended. Or at the end, you two would just fall onto his/ your bed laughing and a little out of breath. Harvey: Harvey sounds like the kind of guy to dance sometimes. He'd play music on a radio or his phone and hold his hand out all gentlemanly like and you to dance. I feel like he'd have to work up the courage to ask you just a bit. He'd have slow music on and dance slowly. You two being close and looking into each other's eyes. I bet he'd really like it if you rested your head on his chest and you two just danced slowly.
Shane: Not sure if he's a dancer either. He does dance at the flower festival, but otherwise, I'm not sure he'd want to. You might have to be the one to initiate it. He'd probably be too nervous or thoughts of how you might think it's dumb or not want to do it. That alone would make him nervous and shy away from the idea. He does like being near you. So maybe if you catch him in the right mood, when he's at his happiest he'd dance with you.
Alex: Again, not sure if he'd be a dancer. He might ask sometimes, nervous and a bit red-faced like at the flower festival. Or maybe at home. At first, he'd take the lead but also be kind of worried that he might step on your feet by accident. Not the most graceful at first but he's trying his best.
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Bachelorettes!:
Emily: 100% loves to dance and dance with you too. Her dancing style is definitely different and also high energy similar to sam. If she did dance with you she'd turn on some music and either hold out a hand for you or pull you into a dance. She'd smiling and happy the whole time.
Haley: Likes to dance too but not as much as her sister Emily. I feel like she'd have to be in a dancing mood too. I also feel like she likes to dance to music, in her room or (maybe) in her photography/dark room. LOVES dancing at the flower festival, as anyone has seen if you go to the flower festival. She seems like the kind of person to wrap her arm around your neck and if you both just slow dance and enjoy the moment.
Abigail: Also not sure if she's a dancer, you might have to pull her into a dance. I feel like she'd like more high-energy music like Sam. She might try and turn it into a competition. But it'd end with you two just having a lot of fun.
Penny: Slow dancer definitely, like jazzy music, enjoys dancing calmly with you. She does go to the flower festival but prefers dancing with you alone. More at your house than the trailer she shares with her mom. Your house is definitely more private and also a lot bigger.
Leah: Definitely could enjoy dancing. I feel like she could dance to slightly fast or slow music, more on the side of slow. I bet that she'd dance while making art, like letting the music help her creativity flow. If she'd really getting into art she might invite you to join her in dancing. Just getting really excited about being able to express what she is feeling with you.
Maru: I'm not sure how much of a dancer Maru is but if she did dance with you it'd be more slow music and less fast music. She also, like all the Bachelors and Bachelorettes, dances in the flower festival. But also if you two did dance outside the festival she'd want it to be more of a private thing. Like in her room or maybe in the room where she keeps her secret projects in. Just a nice place for you two to be together and enjoy the moment.
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Ik it ain’t valentines day anymore but can we have a valentines day pt2 with butcher, frenchie and a-train?? Ps i love how you write. Always so accurate :)
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Part 2 of the Valentines Drabbles/Headcanons - requested >3
n.o.t.e.s - Since it's still February, we're still in the month of love !>3 P.S thank you so much anon, I'm really happy that you enjoy my writing! >3
w.a.r.n - Some nsfw, fluff, and just pure love.
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Billy butcher
❀ Billy would surprise you with flowers like roses, a box of chocolates, sweets, and a bunch of valentines-themed and your favorite biscuits.
❀ He would definitely surprise you with a homemade dinner (It he is a good cook ngl).
❀ You guys would spend valentines day watching a movie, snuggling each other for warmth, as you guys would just enjoy both of each other's company.
❀ He would definitely take you on a good date, with just the two of you, it wouldn't be like a fancy restaurant but like a comfortable, family-type restaurant, just a casual one.
❀ He would gift you your favorite flowers or a cute necklace.
❀ To be honest, I feel like even with butcher's strong guy facade, I feel like he is just a soft baby, that just needs love.
NSFW
❀ Billy would definitely be into vanilla (BUT HEAR ME OUT) He would be really vulnerable with you, it would really give the same energy as how butcher found Rebecca.
❀ He would handle you with care, like your a piece of glass, he just doesn't want to lose you like Rebecca. He would take his time with you also, and coax you.
❀ Passion sex with you, #handlewithcare >3
❀ The butcher would be into a breeding kink, like making his little family with you like after he handles Vought. Just the both of you and your children living in a comfortable house, just basking with each other until death.
❀ Aside from being vanilla, he would also be dominant yk, being that fellow that would take anywhere, I swear, idk he would just be a freak tbh.
Frenchie
✿ Now Frenchie would definitely surprise you with all your favorite things flowers and chocolates.
✿ He would surprise you with your favorite dinner, and also surprise you with breakfast in bed, and also would just surround you with love and hugs + cuddles :)
✿ Frenchie would just serenade you with songs and give some pet names and fawning words in french.
✿ Frenchie would have a little date with you in your apartment, with a candle-lit romantic dinner, with you guys basking in each other's love and presence.
Nsfw
✿ Frenchie would be into vanilla sex, I feel he wouldn't be dominant like that, maybe vulnerable (?) with passion.
✿ He would definitely love when you ride him, that shit would just make him go crazy tbh.
✿ Frenchie would just love when you handle him, you would be the romantic one in the relationship. I feel he would definitely be into some voyeurism, idk I feel he would be a secret freak tbh.
✿ He would love getting head from you, would def make him go crazy and zooming fr.
A-train
✽ He would surprise you with flowers and your favorite thing, just the same valentine's thing you would surprise anyone with, he would also buy you a necklace and some of your favorite shoes or clothes (or anything else)! >3
✽ He would watch a romantic maybe scary movie with you, as you guys cuddle.
✽ Take you out to a restaurant, (he would definitely don't know how to cook), and he would surprise you with some gifts and goods.
✽ He would also slow dance with you as your guy's favorite song plays in the background as you guys give each other loving stares and pet names + cues.
Nsfw
✽ Okay, first let's first forget and pretend that a-train does not have a foot fetish and liked his toes getting sucked, but if you're into that, you can do you, I don't judge yk. 😳
✽ He would definitely be a freak, be into voyeurism maybe even exhibitionism, like imagine you both getting ready for your dinner date, and he is just really horny and take you on your dresser.
✽ Your just fucked out with blissed, basking in the moment of pleasure. -and he's just like asking to suck his toes (jk) or unless.
✽ We know a-train is a freak tbh, he wouldn't mind being vanilla with you.
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snarky-art · 10 months
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Alrighty I’ve finally finished season 5
I hate how obvious it is they’re trying to tone the show down completely to even lower audience demographic. The first 3 seasons were for kids but there was actual peril and darker concepts and stuff that were much more interesting damn you Nickelodeon and your desperate attempt to keep the most squeaky clean image ever not only does it not work it’s costing stories and plot
I REFUSE to believe Stella would be a bad fashion designer with how much she loves fashion (I know it was a joke in s1 too but I still refuse). Plus, avant-garde is a thing and she would serve
That boat that was sent from Andros was def made exclusively for the winx there is NO WAY that style exists anywhere else on that planet for land related peoples with all of its hard lines and industrial style architecture with its limited color palettes
The nautical themed outfits are cute but Bloom’s looks SO overdone to me and Stella,, my sweet babygorl,, wtf did you do to your own fit?? Aisha’s poodle puff braid ftw also
Harmonix was totally useless BUT I still like the flower petal aesthetic vibe (even tho only Flora is a nature floral lady) and some of the color combos. Bloom in pink is still a no tho, which is something I mainly hate because of how obvious it is they started integrating it into her more to make her more marketable for toy lines and shit
Where did the gems that were already on the starfish thing for sirenix come from?
The amount of times the girls all gasp or ooo or ahh and go like “wow!” “so cool!” “amazing!”,, I will kill I feel like I’m watching a 1990s or early 2000s anime dub I hate it I hate it I hate it
Icy would NOT simp like this (shoutout to her leaving Valtor when he got ugly and telling him that’s why she’s leaving him)
The relationship drama was just as stupid and hamfisted as I thought it was from an outside skim of the season based off of secondhand knowledge ie posts and gifs. Also, Krystal did nothing wrong, she’s just autistic and Helia would NOT introduce Flora as anything other than the love of his life.
Timmy and Tecna also have one of the healthiest relationships why tf is everyone trying to give them advice like this they’ve all been dating for YEARS why are all of y’all so insecure like this? The writers really said fuck everyone’s character development even more than they already had
I continue to not give a shit about skoom also this was just exhausting I can’t do it
Also that is NOT Luna and Radius. That “he wouldn’t say that!” meme is ME SOOOO MUCH during this season at so many people but I actually started YELLING about Luna being some sort of soft gorl while Radius is this prideful ignoramus
Sirenix giving Aisha that blonde hair while knowing about the insane white washing to come in the future is something I Think About
The sirenix song does bop also, although I’m so sorry to say I don’t think I’m as big of a fan of it as a lot of people are but maybe that’ll change as I hear it more please forgive me
Also, Musa’s little coffee grinder move during her sirenix transformation? So cute, wish we actually got to see it more than like 2 times. Damn you shortened sirenix transformarion sequence
Im convinced Tecna doesn’t actually know karate, she just thinks it looks cool so she mimics it. Same with Flora and her ballet/lyrical looking poses she does during her sirenix transformation sequence. She doesn’t actually know those styles of dance, she just thinks they looks neat and tries to copy it.
Dark sirenix, you’re slaying thank you for your service
Bloom, you can’t insult Diaspro and remind her you’re a princess in that fucking dress while she’s serving cunt like that
The combat is soooo slow compared to previous seasons I hate it
The rigging throughout this season was a MESS
They should go after the handful of companies that are actually responsible for the majority of pollution and destroy them and their ceos a la Flora season 1 core
Where did they put all of that trash they got out of the ocean? They went to the pacific trash island and cleaned it up. Where did it go? I’m so curious
All of the kings are so STUPID too the whole meetup thing was so dumb like just fucking,, help each other you know it makes more sense
AND PUT SOME MF RESPECT ON THE WINX’S NAMES, ALL OF THEM. They are GUARDIAN FARIES who have saved the magical world HOW MANY TIMES NOW??? Bites the writers bites the writers bites the writers
Their little dance workout outfits? Hatred. I miss the old ones so much. All of these outfits from this season,, it’s so clear cishet people were the main ones designing the clothes I hate it so much it’s not the same kind of tacky and camp that the first 3 seasons had. The only good things I can say about the dance outfits is that Flora’s purple leg warmers were cute, Aisha’s color palette was nice, and Bloom’s was very Bloom core
Icy: you guys are helping me??
Darcy and Stormy: I mean, yeah, we aren’t talking to you rn, but you’re still out sister
Me: OUGH🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭
I forgot Roy existed🥲
Daphne being brought back like this still seems so bleh to me knowing how they don’t really do shit with it and about how it was done only because they retconned all the og stuff from canon and to continue to milk the franchise until it’s teats are dry and chapped BUT I’m glad she does a little spinny at the end of the season with Bloom so at least I got that
that’s all I got for now
Shout out to @charmixpower for suffering through this all with me.
We watched the first half of the series in like 2 or 3 sittings that took place months apart, and then did the last half in one 8 hour sitting
I couldn’t have gotten through it without yelling at each other and making shitty jokes.
The psychic damage you inflicted on me throughout this was awful but I would do it all again in a heartbeat (but not really because good lird this was EXCRUCIATING sorry bestie💕💕💕)
Anyway onto season 6 now I GUESS
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domestic byler headcanons?
i unfortunately don't know the definition of a headcanon but i'll try 👍
some of these will be when mike and will live togeth some will be miwi shit everything's everywhere
they have a bunny for a few years. they both spoil the thing rotten and are sooo soft towards it
while the party doesn't live as close together as when they were younger they still live near enough to hang out sometimes. the party does continue playing d&d but because they all can't meet up always sometimes mike and will just fantasize. maybe it's an adventure or maybe they just make their characters chill just like they're doing
speaking of their d&d characters: they're always together or getting together. the party rolls their eyes at this but will and mike kinda just flirt through it
they have at least one set of matching stuffed animals like this
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uhmm will paints on the parties clothes (as i've talked about before) but do you know how much painted things mike has? like if something of his disapears one day he just assumes will has taken it to customize. he loves every single one no matter how many things he has
when they get their bunny one of them cooes over it and the other finds both of them adorable (this happens a bunch of times)
el gets rlly into beaded bracelet making at one point and mike and will ofc have matching bracelets
said this before but before they get together they are: normal au best friends. cleradin companions. cowboy au partners
mike works at a fancy diner at one point. he hates it but i promise you he looks so pretty in whatever outfit they give him (will def agrees) (also i think both him and max should work at a place where they have rollar skates. even if i don't think they're the best on rollar skates just imagine)
matching tattoos (will made)
the kids in whatever area they live in adore them (i just love the idea they repeat the cycle of the older st kids and are there for some kids in their town. i mean nothing bad happens but like y'know? :) )
mike ofc gets into fencing
mike got an old record player from a thrift store and they sometimes dance to random records (not always slow dance songs)
you don't understand how many love letters will has gotten. even randomly mike just thinks about will to hard and scrambles to get it all down on paper
if they have a backyard they have to have a swingset
they have a set procedure for what to do when the other is having a nightmare. it works everytime
mike figdets with will's hands
while "me and michael" isn't typically will's style iirc he cries to it the first time he hears it (not out of sadness but relief)
fuckers would love legend of zelda
mike would flirt in puns and will would find it cute (while the party groans each time)
miwi time
you know i think tiny mike would be hyperfixated on dinos <3 (and dustin w robots)
will always hated the game tag (me fr)
miwi always hid away from the other children on the playground at recess
will got reallyyy into planetariums and bugs as a kid. but he also afraid to touch bugs so he got mike to do it
will got into origami for just a bit (mike just made hexaflexagons). he still knows how to make a dragon after yearssss
mike always rested his head on will's shoulder/head when they were looking at the same thing
yeah there's some :)!
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im-abanana · 2 years
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Professor Grindelwald!AU headcanons
- Gellert Grindelwald would be hired as the new Divination professor at Hogwarts (note, he was never a war criminal in this AU, or maybe he just committed minor crimes), given the fact that he’s a true Seer;
- Albus Dumbledore's fame preceeds him, and Gellert is genuinely mesmerized by the man for that, at first. Glimpses and signs about their destiny/future together (whether as friends or lovers) cement Grindelwald's resolve to know AD better, afterwards;
- The fact that Divination is a rather... unappreciated subject by the students and fellow professors (I mean, even McGonagall and Dumbledore himself were skeptical in the books), irritates Grindelwald greatly at first. However, Gellert soon wins the youngsters over with his natural charisma and foresight ability, and his course becomes more popular among them;
- Grindelwald often pranks other people-- students and colleagues alike-- he finds annoying or insubordinate, acting all innocent about it when confronted. He breaks every record ever set, for being called into the principal's office;
- No blood pact between them, of course, but it's Dumbledore who gifts Gellert his blood-red scarf. Albus borrows it too, sometimes; 
- GG gifting Albus earmuffs in return, which he absolutely adores;
- It's canon that Dumbledore really likes music, and since Mikkelsen (the actor who plays Grindelwald) is an excellent dancer, I hc that Gellert would absolutely ask Albus to dance/walz with him at some point (and teach him, eventually). It can be in one of their offices in private, at first;
- Grindelwald still has some bigotry/distaste about the Muggles, but in this AU it's mainly because of all the visions he has to go through, showing him the horrors of the WW2 that is yet to come, and the destruction it’ll bring;
- Albus helping Grindelwald gradually overcome his hatred towards the Muggles, inviting him for a nice tea and some pastries (absolutely not a date, wdym) at some nice, quiet bakery;
- "Would this be a regular haunt of yours?" sis please, it's basically the elegant version of "hey baby, you come here often?";
- Gellert buying and wearing the lavender-patterned tie to blatantly flirt with Dumbledore (bumblebees and lavender, you know?), that man knows what he's doing, and matching outfits who?;
- "Someone will die." "Of fun!" is literally their entire relationship dynamic, especially during class; 
- Grindelwald acting as Dumbledore's overzelous assistant during his DADA classes (he absolutely loves that subject, he comes from Durmstrang, after all) and being an absolute, terrifying menace to the poor students;
- Gellert and Albus duelling together during practice/demonstration, perfectly matching each other's skills;
- "Why does professor Grindelwald spend so much time in professor Dumbledore's office/company? 🤔" becomes the topic of the day;
- Grindelwald's Patronus eventually turning into a phoenix, as they fall in love;
- If Gellert were ever to substitute-teach Albus' DADA classes, Dumbledore would politely ask Fawkes to keep a very close eye on that absolute war criminal. Gotta make sure none of his students fly out of the nearest window during practice, or something;
- Albus trying to make Minerva and Gellert bond, ending up witnessing the pettiest passive-aggressive battle of the century, smiling politely between the two of them, like "this is going well >:)";
- If there's ever a party/ball/event at Hogwarts, Grindelwald's down to party hard with his students (basically like poor professor Flitwick's scene during the Yule Ball in the movie lol). I mean, we've seen him entering the German Ministry of Magic all cheeky and disheveled, he's livin' it and def dragging Dumbledore (and other colleagues) into the fun;
- If there's a slow dance to close the night/party, you can bet Gellert would ask Albus to dance with him, who cares about what everyone else will think-- their dance lessons must be put into practice, at some point. Of course, both the students and professors would be like "oh, so that is what's been going on between those two :O";
- Albus GayPanic™(s) everytime Gellert smiles at him or is simply around him, after that evening. Minerva McGonagall being like "Albus, you're as red as Gryffindor's vexillum, please do calm yourself--";
- Albus and Gellert's first kiss happens during one of their "dates", as Grindelwald's face suddenly goes blank, and he's caught in a prophecy/vision (maybe seen in the tea leaves, or steam) that leaves him particularly exhausted and uncharacteristically confused, afterwards. Dumbledore insists on accompanying Gellert back to his chambers and let him rest, even though the latter says that it's normal for a Seer, and that he's completely fine (not really, but he doesn't wanna end their date so soon).
Needless to say, Albus immediately drags his protesting ass back to Hogwarts and forces a very amused Gellert to bed, preparing another cup of tea to soothe him. The moment AD sits beside him, his fingers brushing Gellert's, GG just leans in and finally kisses him.
"Did you foretell this, too?" Albus asks as their lips part, a little breathless.
And Gellert, like the smug lil shit he is, merely smirks, "And what if I did?", before resuming their kiss.
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depressopax · 6 hours
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Hii if its ok could I request some married life with Mike Ehrmantraut headcanons? Or like how he would go about proposing to (gender neutral) reader he’s been dating for awhile, I love all your work with Mike! 🩵
Thank you for the kind words and the request!! <3 It’s been a while since I wrote about Mike now, so I had fun writing this! :)  It’s a bit short thoo 😭 ALSO HIII FELLOW MIKE FAN  Hope you enjoy the fic!! <3
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Pairing: Mike Ehrmantraut x gender-neutral reader Genre: Fluff, headcanons Warning(s): None (lmk if I should add any!) Words: 0.6k Summary: Married life with Mike would include... English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3 || AO3 link || Masterlist || Request ||
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Proposal 💍
I think I said this in my relationship HC’s for Mike, but… He’s the king of slow burn romance lol
Not because he’s insecure in what he feels for you - he does love you more than anything
Rather because he’s scared. Scared to move too quickly, to scare you away, and simply because his work “doesn’t allow it”.
Fuck it, let’s say he somehow quits his job for Fring… Then…
He’d be very quick to put a ring on your finger.
He realizes that his criminal lifestyle is the reason as to why he’s been so scared of a bigger commitment.
But now there’s nothing holding him back.
He has money, so he makes sure to find the perfect proposal ring.
Finally deciding on one, he tries finding the right moment.
He cringes at cheesy couples etc, which is pretty double standard-ish, considering he’s one cheesy mf when it comes to you lol
He takes you out to a fancy restaurant and then goes for a walk in the dark
After building the perfect romantic tension, he surprises you by kneeling before you
When he show you the ring, you can only think one thing: “Finally.” 
He can barely ask before you answer. “Will you ma-” “YES!” “...Can I ask first, at least?”
The two of you couldn’t be more happy - finally being able to show love for each other without secrets.
Friends and family of you and Mike are the first ones to find out. 
…And you can’t stop flexing with the ring to every person you meet lol Mike will be like: “Stop bragging with the ring”, but secretly loves when you do
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Wedding 💒
Half a year after the engagement, you decide it’s time for a wedding.
Mike is a simple man, for him, it would be enough with a church wedding, or even just in the city hall
But you had bigger plans
And who is he to disagree?
If you want a big white wedding - he’ll fix it. PERIOD. 
Seeing you all dressed in white/in a suit is enough to make his heart melt.
You marry each other surrounded by friends and family
With Kaylee being the flower girl 🥹 (Btw, her and Stacey both adores you and are relieved to see someone finally give Mike the happiness he deserves <3)
The ceremony is beautiful and afterwards you have after-wedding party
You even successfully force Mike to dance with you lol
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Honeymoon 🏖
Mike takes you on a beautiful honeymoon.
He wanted it to be somewhere adventurous, but settled for a nice place.
Probably hiring the best room at some beach hotel
You spend an entire month celebrating your love together, going to spas, hiking and exploring the city and… Other things ;)
None of you want to go back home, but then again - you’re married now. So it feels ok.
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Married life 💕
You live in Mike’s house, but he eventually suggests moving to a bigger place, in a more calm neighborhood - and closer to Stacey and Kaylee.
You buy a nice two-floor house together
Cheesy as Mike is with you, he def does the “carrying his s/o over the threshold to the house” thing 😌✨
The two of you probably get a dog or cat, depending on your preferences - screw it, maybe both!
You are happy to return from work everyday and have Mike waiting for you
He kinda become a “househusband” lol
I feel like he’s a clean freak, so he def gets these impulses to deep clean the house when you’re away at work - and that way he can distract himself from missing you too much
He also spoils you with gifts and dinner
Movie nights <3
Mike has had an intense, dangerous life but now finally can settle for peace and calm, together with the person he loves. 
He is so happy he met you and grateful he got the opportunity to love someone again.
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Thanks for reading! Btw, I'm currently writing on my first ever chapter novel fanfiction! It's a Nacho spin-off and an La casa de papel & Better call Saul crossover! Would mean a lot if you giys wanna check it out an leave a like or comment! Thanks <3
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sweet-little-dude · 1 year
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hiii taku i come with bonten takeomi & natsu brainrot. also it’s a lot bc i can’t shut up abt them help. this is just copy paste of me being insane abt them to my qpp bc i’m too lazy to type it all again but yeah
basically their vibe is when takeomi is too tired of bonten's shit he visits natsu's tiny flat and she cooks spaghetti or smth that they have with wine before they slow dance to music playing on the old record player she stole from her parents when moving out and when they're sleepy enough they put on a shitty old movie and fall asleep cuddling trying to watch it. also they go to clubs together, they are friends though often get mistaken for a couple, and they have kissed quite a bunch of times. not sure if this part is canon but they might've fucked a bunch of times too and i can assure you if they did they both stood on a balcony to smoke together afterwards they 100% smoke and drink together (maybe a little too often) and their whole thing is pretty ride or die oriented,, they're together to have fun and forget the shitty parts of their lives. to be themselves for once. to have someone who understands and relates
i am a little insane about them sorry
also natsu is the oldest of five siblings and she fucked up all of her sibling relationships bc she used to be in a gang and her siblings are still all in a gang, all the same one, but a different one from hers. and yeah shit went down when their gangs fought and natsu's won. she'd now like to fix her relationship with her siblings but they don't even accept her calls most of the time and it's even more one-sided than takeomi & sanzu :(( but it's also one of the biggest things that make them relate to each other ajdkfkhsj i think they start venting to each other too bc they understand v much how the other feels yk
also more natsu sibling drama but even tho she left her gang her siblings are still in a gang as i've mentioned before n it's a LOT smaller than bonten more just beating up people for fun and some minor drug smuggling but natsu gets jumped by some gang members every other week/month n she's pretty good at defending herself but she still calls takeomi to pick & patch her up sometimes bc yk she just wants some comfort in her situation...
okay maybe i am more than just a little insane about them but like. they <33 also me on my 'wtf is defining a relationship' agenda again but i think they're mostly friends but also like. they fuck labeling their relationship they just know it's very much not romantic. but could be fuck all apart from that tbh. friends? fwbs? smth between? god knows but they're close and not romantic that's all that matters
so those were the paragraphs. sadly in my fic they just met for the 1st n 2nd time so there’s none of that at all but i’m def considering writing abt them bc goddamn i love them 😭 and i think takeomi deserves a friend. he’s just a lonely dripping wet pathetic little cat of a man and that’s a little mean yk? anyways i also have a picrew image of natsu hehe. bg lore for it is that the jacket she’s wearing is the one takeomi gives her in my fic when they first meet bc she’s cold n he wants to repay her for making sure sanzu is okay <3 it’s one of her fav pieces of clothing after that i think just because yk
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phew i think that was all the insanity i have abt her atm hope you enjoy fr
YES FINALLY HERE WE GOOOO
literally the first sentence abt them and im already in love. SLOW DANCING 😭😭‼️‼️🔥🔥💔💔 damn boy i want what they have frfr. NAH CUZ I RLLY WANT WHAT THEY HAVE. to finally be able to act like ur true self without judgement and be able to be affectionate without the binds of an actual romantic relationship RAHHHHHHHH I WANT THAT. also dont apologise man i can see why u are lolllll
oh man dont hurt me like that w the sibling issues nooooo :( at least they both have each other to vent abt this stuff. but yea go off natsu beat their asses fr ‼️
NO BCUZ THAT AGENDA IS SO REAL. i love love love them tho they seem so :)))) with one another so they get an easy thumbs up of approval from me ^ ^.
YES PLS CONTINUE WRITING MORE ON THEM IM OBSESSEDDDDDDD. ur description on omi is so fucking on point what the hell T T. YESSSSS MAKING PICREWS OF OCS IS THE BEST I WILL DIE ON THAT HILL. thatz so sweet of them tho wtf.
all in all im a bit invested in them now thanks elys 🙄🙄 /j
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rosemaryandarsenic · 2 years
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Eddie HeadCanons
𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 - sexual content! Minors DNI, 18 +
- His type is anyone, he’s the kind of person to fall for your personality and then the sex drive hits and he just can’t stop thinking about you. 
- He loves dancers, it makes him feel connected. Like, seeing someone get into the music and let go without thinking about it makes them so REAL and the passion of it gets him going. 
- He def has a thing for ballet dancers and cheerleaders especially, all the legs and muscles and the way they look like they’re floating when they dance. Also tights lol. Don’t even get him started on fishnets and stockings. (Nylon kink not fetish!)
- Speaking of tights I just know he’d have the biggest crush on Bowie in Labyrinth. Imagine watching it with him for the first time and looking over to see his eyes wide. Practically drooling a little over the evil goblin king with a rocking cock 😂
-  He’s got a thing for hands. Something about seeing a persons forearms or veins popping out gets him. Rings, hand tattoos, nail polish (especially red polish, oh my god). Would let you paint his nails if he’s dating you and would ask to paint yours every time. 
- He’s absolutely got a thing for space buns and pigtails, he’s a giant nerd so I know he probably has multiple posters of Leia. Everyone always talks about her in the bikini but he secretly prefers the classic picture of her in all white with her space buns and gun. 
- Speaking of star wars he 100% has a crush on Han Solo and would probably be obsessed with Poe and Lando in the newer movies.
- He’s a big reader so if you hate books he’s gonna judge you like a mf. School books don’t count because they’re part of the agenda to push us into conformity. Tried to read Les Miserables once and got so irritated at how slow it was that he almost tore the book in half. Loves Mary Shelley, thinks she’s metal. 
- Since we’re talking books, I feel like he’d get into philosophy a lot after high-school. He strikes me as the kind of person who read Walden pond once and fell down the rabbit hole. He’d struggle through The Second Sex, but he’d take tons of notes. Also probably cried reading Martin Sostre.
- He’s an ass man. I’ll leave this one here, no need to elaborate. 
- Cigarettes after sex (the real thing not the band, maybe the band?) kind of dude. Quit smoking cigarettes when he realized it could cause infertility and refuses to say that’s why because he’s not sure he wants kids yet just in case he ends up like his parents. 
- He’s extremely open to everyone, except he refuses to step foot inside sacred places like temples or churches. He’s pantheistic but he believes some stuff is sacred and doesn’t want to disrespect that. He’s also afraid to because he has a priest/nun kink LMAO 
- Into some more alternative spicy stuff, I’m guessing he’s got a lot of kinks: breath play, BDSM (he gives me switch vibes, usually wants to top but will sub once and awhile if you’ve been good) emphasis on the sadist part, edging, impact play, bondage, orgasm control, BNT and DP, I just know he’s a biter too. 
- I personally think he’s Bi/Pan and prefers just to not label stuff bc he does what he does. No clue about his gender identity although it’s not giving me cis-man vibes lol. 
- Nibble on his ear and he will do literally anything you ask him lol 
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eph-em-era · 2 years
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So *if* one were possibly maybe writing a modern AU wherein Ed and Stede from OFMD were both New Zealanders living in the US at the moment, what are some things from when they were younger they might bond over remembering from New Zealand? Like TV shows, movies, music, foods, any stupid random little stuff.
oooh okay!
so i am a lil bit younger than like... these characters, but i can defs give you some pointers from what i know from my kiwi friends who've moved overseas
it all sort of depends on when they moved overseas? like some of these are very much 'i grew up in the 80s/90s and left in the late 90s', but some are defs 'i left nz in 2010 and am nostalgic'. if you have any questions, lemme know!
food: whittakers chocolate (it's incredible), tui or DB beer (it's not good beer, but if you have a taste for the cheap stuff then you'd defs miss it, cause coronas etc are wildly different, and craft beer is a whole other WORLD (Garage Project and Kereru are very popular nz craft beers)), kiwi coffees (flat whites, etc - the US makes them a lot sweeter and a lot less well), feijoas (april in nz is a massive time for them, everyone has 10000s in their yards), trumpets (type of ice cream). a lot of those are more recent. for things that kiwis loved but have been discontinued, try tangy fruits or snifters!
music - here's my playlist of older kiwi music, if they were growing up in the 80s/90s they defs would have heard these. dave dobbyn is like the go-to guy - even the most cynical of kiwis might feel a wave of nostalgia if they're lonely overseas when listening to Welcome Home.
media - i mean, taika is in... most of the well known kiwi shows/movies lol. Shortland St is a soap opera that is incredibly popular but not very good. it contains absolutely batshit nonsense like most soap operas, so people do kind of think of it fondly (karl urban played one of the first gay characters on tv ever on shortland st in 1994/95). more older references would be things like Christmas in the Park and NZ Idol. Our politicians frequently embarrass themselves on Dancing with the Stars too. Country Calendar is a slow moving kiwi tv show about rural life that's been on tv for 10000 years which i doubt either of them would watch, but it might have been on in the background. so was Fair Go. they probably watched What Now as kids (it started in 1981) too.
events - generally historical events they would remember/chat about could be the passing of the gay marriage bill in 2013, the flag referendum in 2015/2016 (absolute pointless waste of money but we did get the laser kiwi flag out of it), maybe the rainbow warrior bombing in 1985, homosexual law reform in 1986, winning the rugby world cup in 1987 and then again in 2015, christchurch earthquake in 2011.
:)
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ssparksflyy · 2 months
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leo valdez dating hcs !
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pairing : leo valdez x gn!reader warnings : itty bitty cursing , maybe spelling mistakes but ill fix em later a/n : yoyoyo starting this at 1:06 am. not sleeping til im done <3 ilysm for reading this, nd hopefully i write something again soon 😭 perhaps a pt.2 to the last time? 😋
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leo is literally the most perfect bf :(
hes very much a gentleman
holds ur things, opens doors for u, asks u about ur day, holds ur hand when ur walking, and comforts u when ur sad
omg nd idk if u guys have seen this one video where this guy is dragging his foot through the snow so his gf has a clear path and doesnt step on any snow
but he'd 100% do that if it snowed
leo's always making sure u get the best treatment and nothing less
now, its a known fact that this boy will def make things for u
have u guys seen those cool flowers made outta scraps nd stuff? yea expect at least one of those every day. all in different colors.
he'll sneak into ur cabin every afternoon, doesn't matter if ur in there or not, nd leaves them on ur nightstand with little notes
like u could just be having the most shit day
nd then u walk into ur cabin and find a cute little flower, always a different color from the day before with a note that says something like
'i saw you laughing at something (ur friend's name) said. i love the way you throw your head back laughing like a little kid <3 love, leo'
like AW
u dont know how to tell him ur running outta room for the flowers, but at the same time, dont want him to stop ♡
i feel like leo would also make matching bracelets that connect with a magnet
he asked piper for help since she's got a BUNCH of beads, nd spent like 2 hours trying to make them bcs he kept dropping it 😭
nd once he FINALLY finishes them he literally SPRINTS to show u all like
"y/n! y/n! look! i made us bracelets!" nd has the biggest smile on his face as he shows u that they connect
u give him a big ol hug + a kiss on his cheek and his grin somehow grows even bigger
leo loves loves loves holding ur hand
his hands are warm ofc, nd the fact that their rough makes it 10x better
he loves fidgeting with ur hands
like ur used to it at this point
he'll ask u how ur day was nd starts to play with one of hands as u tell him abt ur day
if u dont like that / ask him to stop, ofc he will, he'll just start fidgeting with something else
IT'S ME, HI
he FOR SURE wears one of those adhd rings that spin when he isn't working
IM THE PROBLEM ITS ME
if u let him play with ur hands and wear rings, he'll take em all off and rearrange them, sometimes putting one of them on if he thinks its cool
after u tell him abt ur day, he'll tell u about his as he puts his arm around u and u lean into him
its apart of ur nightly routine, you'll either meet in urs or his cabin, depends on who finds who first
sometimes the other person'll stay the night
leo's a big cuddler, nd since he's so warm, u end up staying the night in his cabin pretty often
can i just say
leo's the typa guy to have the SLUTTIEST waist EVER
like he is SNATCHED
u often find urself wrapping ur arms around his waist bcs of that
its not fair :(
movin on
leo loves dancing omgg
if u dont know how to itll be his #1 priority to teach u how
sometimes when ur hanging out in bunker 9 he'll put on a slow song nd just starts dancing with u
in that moment he rlly doesnt care about anything else. he's with you, and that's all that matters.
UGH I JUST THOUGHT OF DANCING WITH OUR HANDS TIED
in short
like him
leo is literally the most perfect bf ever nd i love him
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a/n (pt. 2) : yooooo, hope u enjoyed! its 3:25am. im tired. but now have motivation so aint that fun :,) also idk why it takes me so long to write i literally just get distracted
BUT BASICALLY tysm again for reading, ily, nd goodnight <3
peace from manhattan,
percy jackson
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masterserris · 4 months
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lmao just beat a guy in ranked double battles in scarlet and his team was flutter mane, iron hands, roaring moon, and amoongus. fuckin meta'd out team and i wiped the floor with him lmao
by meta'd out i mean everyone EVERYONE uses these pokemon and they are broken good. like click button and win good type of thing.
me and my dusknoir, milotic, scizor, and krookodile outta left field beware hehe
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dusknoir set: min speed, max sp def. holding safety goggles
ability: frisk (shows me enemy items when switched in)
tera: electric
moves: ice punch, trickroom, shadow sneak, will-o-wisp
(trickroom reverses the speed of pokemon, so slow pokemon move first for 5 turns. shadow sneak always goes first. will-o-wisp burns opponents and halves their attack too)
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milotic: min speed, max sp atk holding flame orb
ability: marvel scale (buffs def when under a status (burn) without hurting my fire power since burns half your attack. milotic uses only special attack.)
tera: dragon
moves: life dew, coil, hydro pump, dragon pulse (could be switched for ice beam or moonblast)
(life dew offsets damage from burns and attacks and is a tank with coil as well to boost accuracy and defense for hydro pump to never miss)
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scizor: min sp atk, max atk, holding clear amulet
ability: technician (boosts power of "weak" moves. moves under 60 base power)
tera: dragon (wanna switch for flying maybe i need more tera shards)
moves: swords dance, bullet punch, bug bite, aerial ace
(swords dance is a 2x attack buff, bullet punch always goes first, bug bite, bullet punch, and aerial ace are "weak moves" so they actually get a power buff from technician ability. bug bite can also eat an opponents berry if they are holding it. aerial ace never misses. on top of all that, clear amulet means its stats can't be lowered. so as long as it stays in battle, it can keep all of its attack boosts)
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krookodile: min sp atk, max atk holding covert cloak
ability: intimidate (attack debuff on opponents when switched in. stacks.)
tera: ice (wanna switch it for fairy or smth i need more tera shards)
moves: protect, stone edge, crunch, high horsepower
(nothing to say, coverage moves with a lot of power and protect for defense. covert cloak protects it from the additional effects of moves. like debuffs or statuses)
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bonus pokemon in my team that i didnt use that time:
dragonite: min sp atk, max atk holding bright powder
ability: multiscale (first attack taken does less damage than normal)
tera: water
moves: outrage, dragon dance, aerial ace, extreme speed
(dragon dance to boost speed and attack, extreme speed always goes first, aerial ace for flying coverage and never misses. outrage just hits like a truck. bright powder means that moves have a chance of missing dragonite. even if they are normally 100% accurate)
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gastrodon: min speed, max sp atk holding leftovers
ability: storm drain (draws in all water moves and heals from it)
tera: water (wanna change it for grass tera)
moves: earth power, protect, ancient power, ice beam
(coverage hard hitting movies. heals every turn with leftovers. protect for defense and extra healing from leftovers)
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i wanted to make a "non-meta game" team with solid pokemon with no legendary or paradox pokemon and it's a solid team!
weak to grass and ice, but that is where steel and flying moves come in and water types.
fairy is also a bit of an issue but bullet punch and tera changing dragonite and krookodile can save them
no issue with fire types or electric. i have coverage and defensive options. same with ground type. and fighting. the bases are mostly covered.
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sailorsally · 3 years
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HUSBANDS!! SLOW DANCING!!!!
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4dtk · 3 years
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jaehyun as a bf
anon: “your writing brings me butterflies i love it you are so underrated!!!!! would love to request a jaehyun bf headcanons (like the one you did of mark <3)” thank you for the kind words anon <333 hope you enjoy this one!
(a bit of a plug lol but check out NCT 127's ideal r/s headcanons in this post!! i appreciate you checking it out! <3)
brief mentions of sex, but nothing explicitly nsfw!
likes to talk about music with you
especially jazz. there’s a plethora of songs out there with different renditions and sometimes he likes to ramble about who’s rendition he likes best
would play the piano for you if you asked, just maybe not after schedules or something. but usually when you’re free or alone together in the room, he likes you to sit beside him to listen to him play
you guys like to play a little game where he’ll play the chords and you play like a random note to create blobs of music
even if you don’t know how, the way the session always dissolves into giggles is his favourite thing in the world
if you know how to play the piano that’s great too!! jaehyun just likes the unexpected notes that come out since there’s no set melody in his mind
jaehyun needs to have some part of his body on yours at all times. like he has to hold your hand all the time, or a finger hooked around your backpack, or an arm around your waist.
at least when you’re together he does it very often and he’s just. obsessed with you lmfao
it’s also the reason he buys a promise ring when he’s sure of you as a significant other so you always have a part of him with you (his love)
would buy you those lockets for you to put pictures inside. he doesn’t care where you wear it though, around your neck, wrist, ankle, as long as the locket is on your person
he clings onto you like crazy in the mornings. jaehyun’s a heavy sleeper and likes to hug you on his side, so you’re always having trouble trying to pry him off of you in the morning
a bit nsfw: he likes morning lazy sex lol, ngl. jaehyun adores the rawness of your relationship in the morning and the sleepiness in your eyes when you’re gently pushing him away. he knows you don’t mean it but he makes sure you really want it first
loves the sunlight kissing your skin and the slow, gentle movements
so so intimate, he prefers it to the rougher forms of sex, but sometimes he doesn’t have that luxury since they leave for schedules quite often in the wee hours of dawn
for cuddling sense, jaehyun likes it when you’re under his arm and cuddled into his side. classic position but he dies every time inside when you look up at him and there’s this clueless look you have. has the biggest smile on his face after and you have to repeat the stuff you said bc he’s too distracted by how your eyes shine
second hot favourite (more of when you’re making out) is when you’re straddling him. nothing sexual, just like you on top of him when you’re kissing and stuff. he digs it when you’re pulling away for oxygen and he has to lift his body to reach for your lips again
gets flustered from kissing, but doesn’t show it. if he’s found a way to suppress the crazy crimson on his ears (which i doubt) then he will but his words will always contradict his expression
jaehyun can say “are you nervous, y/n?” with a smirk but his ears keep giving him away!!!!
mfer’s hands are shaking too when he trails it over your body. in disbelief you’re his.
sometimes shamelessly moans into the kiss LOL, not too loud but he whines when you pull away, and has to kiss you breathless again
when you kiss him, expect like a long-lasting kiss. doesn’t mind small pecks and stuff but he’ll want to savour your lips a little longer than a mere peck
jaehyun likes your neck too. when you’re hugging his face is always in your neck, placing small little butterfly kisses
you need to look out for him, always. mans always tripping over something at some point. it’s become more frequent now that he has you and my god he’s so unable to keep his eyes off of you that he trips over simple things. he once tripped over nothing
on the daily when he’s not tripping over you, he’s clumsy in a sense where he drops food on the table. he once struggled to tie up his growing hair into a mini ponytail bc it was just too little hair. the hair tie slipped from his fingers and shot itself into your face - those kinds of small small mishaps
it’s endearing but sometimes you can’t help but laugh at him
likes to take you out on impromptu dates. dates that are close by and easy to plan (?) i guess.
not saying jaehyun is a lazy boyfriend but he likes the more candid dates where you decide what to do as you go along. of course if it’s a big day like your anniversary or birthdays then he’d want to plan something out.
other than that, he just either lets you choose the places to go there or you two decide along the way. he doesn’t want to impose options for you and pressure you. if he’s being honest, he wouldn’t know where to go either lol so he just follows wherever you bring him
laughs so much when he’s with you. giggles, deep laugh, whatever you name it. your relationship is very light-hearted and he finds that he’s the one laughing more when you deliver jokes even tho he wants to make you laugh too
i can’t lie… his jokes can be dry sometimes i’m sorry jaehyun 😭 so he backs it up with laughter and has to catch his breath sometimes bc he finds it really funny
you’re not laughing at the joke, rather at his laugh so you might have to tell him that some way or another bc he’ll just keep making bad jokes i’m sorry y’all
he can’t handle the suuuuuper cheesy physically affectionate films or series (with shitty plot) but i feel like if the story’s interesting enough he’ll pay attention. likes bittersweet films too, i feel, gets him thinking
doesn’t mind cliched plots (fake dating / idealist girl meets realist boy / idk any others lol) but would propose something at the end that he thinks will make the movie/series more interesting
jaehyun likes to share his theories with you
unironically wants to learn the la la land tap dance scene with you. he ALWAYS hums city of stars too, no matter what. idk why but it sticks to him, in bed, in breakfast, when he’s doing something random
he did it once on the radio and he received a text from you in break that told him he was humming along to the song
with that said, jaehyun wants to try out the stuff in the rain quite a bit. making out, dancing, lying down, running, he likes that fascination that society has with doing things in the rain
doesn’t like it too much that he’ll get soaked, but as long as you’re with him and willing to do it, he’s all for it
jaehyun would def want kids in the future. wants to dote on them and buy them stuff and whatnot. wants to see them running around the house with laughter while you both struggle to contain the bursts of excitement they have
doesn’t care for the dynamic much. if he’s the one to stay at home to take care of them while you work, he can work with it. if it’s the other way round, he’s okay too
he just worries that if he’s still involved with the entertainment industry, you might have to take a back seat since he’ll be the one earning the money, and he doesn’t want babysitters either.
heart is so so full when he comes back home and you’re just playing with the kids, or singing them to sleep. any sight of you with him is enough to make him melt into a puddle
HAS to hold them even if they’re asleep. wants to always have them close to him while he nudges you to shower or get the food ready.
like jaehyun, he would wanna meet someone in a vinyl shop or bookstore. he knows it’s cliched but the thought of meeting someone when you’re buying something is exciting. anything unexpected for him, he welcomes it
the next few are just random, miscellaneous headcanons: he likes to see you in his clothes, preferably with nothing underneath. just his shirt lol. cheeky man
jaehyun likes it when you shower together (again, nothing sexual, just likes the domesticity)
likes it when you fall asleep on him
will never stop gushing about you to his parents, first time you met them they’re like “he’s told us so much about you!” and he really did
feels comfortable in your presence, no makeup, messy hair, no need for a perfect bod. he’s just jaehyun. jung yuno if you will
adores it when you call him “lover” i mean boyfriend is good, significant other is good, but lover is just chef’s kiss
it is a bit cheesy if you think about it, so it’s not often that you say it. when you do say it in songs when you’re singing it to him, he can’t stop smiling
plays lover, you should’ve come over when he’s on tour bc it’s the closest thing he can get to a replica of how he feels for you
and when jaehyun falls asleep to the song, all he can remember is your honey voice singing it to him. he’ll just have to hold onto it before he can see you again
<3
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