#billy knight au

[pollenallergie]

okay my heart is so full right now not only reading your response to my last ask but also the one someone sent in about girls who dress like art teachers bc that’s what i’m studying to do (early ed specifically) and also exactly how i dress 🥺 so i have a million things to say (i’m horny and i need billy to fuck me from behind so bad) so today my brain is absolutely DECAYING with the idea of billy with a wife who teaches. like i imagine billy struggles to have a consistent job because of his anxiety so he mostly does freelance carpentry work for the rich and bored, and so when he finds out you’re a teacher, he’s so excited to hear about your days teaching, what the training was like, and theories behind education. he loves to make you packed lunches and will sometimes drop by to see you during your lunch period if you aren’t busy wrangling kids. he says it’s because he misses you, which is true, but something about watching you in your element fills his heart (and cock) with so much love and longing. especially if you work with young kids, he can’t help imagining you taking care of his brood of calf eyed babies. when you have a bad day (which is rare), he’ll sit and rub your shoulders or your feet and just listen to you. your experience helping students with trauma allows you to take care of him quite gracefully, and he’s always excited to demo activities for your lessons. while you help him choose outfits that are good for carpentry and impressive for the client base he serves, he helps you pick out flowing skirts and tweed jackets and chunky sweaters. i also have a headcanon that he learned to do hair really well when he was younger in group homes even if he has no clue how to take care of his own, so he loves to sit with you kneeling on the floor as he braids and brushes your hair. every year, as a gift to you for the anniversary of your first date, he makes you something new for your classroom. there are other gifts for other anniversaries, like each year on your wedding anniversary he takes you out for dinner and surprises you with an activity like special museum events or visiting farms after hours which i’ll expand on in another ask, but you especially adore the things he makes you. one year he made you new cubbies for the kids, another year he carved you little animals to sit on your desk, the gifts ranging from practical to decorative. each one you displayed proudly on open house nights, and billy even got some clients through your avid displays of his gifts(he shows up to each open house in his nicest sweater that you chose to bring out his eyes). billy definitely has a bit of kink for you teaching him things, not even just sexual things. he gets bricked up by you explaining to him how to use the new remote for the tv or you lecturing him about separating the darks from the lights in the washing machine. you use that to your advantage to help motivate him, knowing that he’ll beg in a small voice for you to help him and guide him. when you first showed him how you liked to be touched so he would know just what to do, he came in his underwear the minute he touched you and you moaned what a good job he was doing. although he’s gotten more advanced in the sack (having almost daily sex will do that to you), he loves to play dumb and let you guide his hands or instruct him on how to touch his own cock because he loves the way you praise him (i’m not that into teacher roleplay, so i think this is a healthy medium). anyways, i have wayyy more thoughts about billy, especially pure filth and billy as a carpenter, that i might send over later. thank you for being so responsive and i’m super excited to continue bouncing feral thoughts off of each other! -🍊

warning: feral ramblings below the cut. read at your own risk. viewer discretion is advised. blah dee blah dee blahdee blah. 18+ as always. mdni.

awww you’re studying to be an art teacher!!! that’s amazing!! art teachers (especially the eccentric ones) are the best, istg!! in elementary school, my art teacher submitted a handprint painting i did to my hometown’s art competition and it won best painting in my age division which was nuts and was also the first time anything of mine had been celebrated by someone other than my parents… also my art teacher in high school let me eat lunch in her office every day because the crowded cafeteria made me nervous AND she once yelled at the assistant principal and dean of students (on my behalf) because she felt they weren’t doing enough to help me with my bullying issues. oh, and she also gave the coordinated caricatures my friend and i did in her class (mine was guy fieri with a giant ass head driving in the front seat of his convertible, and my friend’s was harambe with a gigantic head and a halo reclining in the back seat of the convertible… we literally measured all the lines and our papers to make sure that our pictures would line up perfectly) an A even though what we drew was definitely not what we were assigned (we were told to draw portraits of historical figures that we admire)… so yeah i fucking love art teachers 🫶🫶 genuinely some of the best people i have ever met.

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also “(i’m horny and i need billy to fuck me from behind so bad)”

first of all… same

second of all… he absolutely would, but he’d prefer to do it in front of a mirror so that he can still see your pretty face (the man has needs) <3

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(i know you said billy’s wife… but for my purposes, we’re gonna pretend you said long-term partner/girlfriend because, let’s be real here, billy wouldn’t need to yearn for having kids with you if he was your husband… because he definitely would’ve knocked you up within mere months of being married to you, if not literally on your wedding night or during your honeymoon, so like… that would just already be his reality lmao).

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billy would absolutely love that his significant other is a teacher 🥹🥹🥹 especially if you’re an art teacher because billy is such an artsy lil man.

i feel like billy himself always wanted to be a teacher growing up — specifically a primary school teacher because he gets on surprisingly well with young kids (preteens and teenagers scare the living shit out of him) — but he was never in the right state of mind to go to school to pursue that dream. so, he definitely loves that you’re one.

billy listens so attentively when you talk about how your day went each night because 1) he could listen to you talk for hours as is and 2) he’s genuinely interested in what you did that day. you’re totally right about him asking about what your training was like and wanting to discuss various theories on education with you.

truthfully, billy sort of lives vicariously through you. for example, no matter what subject you teach, billy will always offer to help you grade assignments, so you’ve gotten used to making extra copies of the answer keys for him (or, if you’re an art teacher, you’ve gotten used to making an extra copy of the instructions so that he can see how closely each student followed your directions… not that it truly matters, you mostly grade based on how students behave during class because art is art and you would never dare tell a kid they made bad art, you wouldn’t even dare to think it, you sweet angel, you… okay you might think it sometimes… but only when some of the year 6 kids turn in shit that looks like it was drawn by a blindfolded drunkard who lacked any tactile perception). he has pictures of you at work, most sourced from your school’s website, printed out, and posted all over his art studio (aka the spare bedroom you two converted into a makeshift art studio) and one or two in his wallet as well. billy knows all of your students’ names; he knows which ones give you the most trouble, he knows who the underdogs are (the students who don’t do so well in school, but who you root for unconditionally because you know they’re good kids), he knows which kids have more artistic talent jam-packed in their little bodies than they know what to do with, hell, he even knows about the two year 6 (5th grade) students that have this sort of will-they-won’t-they thing going on. billy even helps you set up your classroom before each school year starts and, then, he helps you take everything down when the year ends. he helps you pick out decor and supplies for your classroom, he helps you pick out movies for the kids to watch on special movie days, he helps you pick out holiday decorations and themed snacks and games for your classroom holiday parties, he helps you with everything simply because he wants to be involved because he loves what you do just as much as you love it.

growing up, my elementary school always had back-to-school picnics at the start of the year so that kids could check out their new classrooms and meet their teachers before the first day of school. they also had end-of-the-year events where parents could get advice about how to best help their kids prepare for the next school year (mostly just getting summer reading lists and any additional info about the school-recommend and/or school-run summercare options available in their local community) and where kids could see their friends one last time before summer began. so, if your school does those sorts of events too, then you bet your ass that billy willingly goes to both of those events. truthfully, billy attends any event hosted by the school for the families in the community. for instance, my elementary school used do this thing called trunk-or-treat, where parents and teachers would sign up beforehand and then, the night of, they would park in the school’s parking lots with the trunks of their cars opened up and all decked out for halloween, and kids would walk around with their friends and parents and visit everyone’s cars and get candy from each car and eat way too much of it that night and then burn off their sugar rush on the school playground 😂😂 it was amazing and so soooo cute. if your school does something like that, then billy signs up every single year, and every year the two of you have so much fun putting your hearts and souls into decorating the trunk of your car. in fact, you two have even won best-trunk-in-show for the last two years because you’re just that good.

and, you’re so right, billy probably does something like freelance carpentry or making stuff to sell on etsy, something to give him some income but also something that won’t demand too much of him; because he will have bad days, days where he can’t work, days where he can’t function right, days where he just needs to stay home and focus on getting better.

of course, billy’s relaxed, self-employed schedule does come with an added bonus: he’s able to take care of you the way he wants to. you’re totally right about him making you packed lunches; he makes you the bestest packed lunches ever. they’re not just regular packed lunches, no, billy makes you the most aesthetically pleasing bento boxes anyone has ever seen, chalked full of the tastiest foods he can make. he doesn’t make them for you every day (mostly because you’re stubborn and won’t let him dote on you as much as he wants to… which, in your defense, is because you feel like it’s not fair to him since you don’t have time to put that much effort into reciprocating/doting on him in return), but he makes a point to pack your lunch three out of five days of the week. the other two days are usually ones where he allows you to fend for yourself because he knows you like your independence sometimes. notice i said “usually”… because, yeah, billy just can’t help himself, he wants to spoil you so bad. so, sometimes he breaks the rules, grabbing a couple yummy dishes from your favorite takeaway place and surprising you at work with a delicious meal that the two of you can share. once a month, when you’re on cafeteria/canteen duty, this means that he has to sit at a very short table (one that was absolutely not designed with anyone over 14 in mind), his knees pressing uncomfortably into the bottom of the table as he eats lunch mostly by himself — except for when you take little breaks to sit and talk to him — whilst he watches you monitor the gigantic room with the help of only one other faculty member; the two of you occasionally reprimanding kids to keep them in line and helping the littlest among them open certain packaged items, making sure lunchtime runs smoothly. on days where you’re not on cafeteria/canteen duty, billy only has to endure the “oohs” and “ahhs” and curious, lingering stares of inquisitive (nosey) schoolchildren for a few minutes before the kids are sent off to the cafeteria/canteen to eat their own lunches, leaving you and him alone in your classroom to enjoy your meal and spend some quality time together.

billy’s definitely very introverted, but he goes above and beyond to be involved in your life, especially in your work and the community that surrounds it. he genuinely enjoys getting to know your coworkers and the parents of your students. but, like you said, what he loves most of all is watching you interact with the kids… even when they are all paying him entirely too much attention and asking him entirely too many and entirely too personal questions (“are you and miss ____ married?” “when are you and miss ____ gonna get married?” “do you have babies?” “why does your face look like that?” “if miss ____ gets to bring you to school, how come i can’t bring my lizard?”). like you said, watching you interact with your students, especially the littles, gives him such a warm, fuzzy, lovely feeling. he can’t help but imagine how kind and gentle and patient you��d be with kids of your own… kids that were created with and born out of the love the two of you have for each other… kids that have his beautiful brown eyes, the very same ones he inherited from his late mother, and dimples just like his, but that have your pretty hair and your beaming grin…

yeahhh, he wants so badly to have kids with you, and that nagging desire only gets stronger everytime he watches your face light up as you watch one your students finally get something (whether that be how to draw a three-dimensional shape or how to tie their shoes or how to spell the word ‘definitely’), everytime he watches you gently console a kid who fell and scraped his knees at recess, and everytime he catches you having a conversation with one of your students. the way you converse with your studfents is so special… you talk to them like they’re your equals no matter how old they are, treat them with the utmost respect, regard them with warm acceptance and empathy, subtly encourage them to be themselves to the fullest, and take genuine interest in what they’re telling you. these are all the things his dad never did for him, all the things his mum never got the chance to do because she passed while he was still so young, all the things he watched his classmates’ parents do for them as a young boy, and watching you do these things for your students makes him fall even more hopelessly in love with you. watching you be such a good teacher to your students, such a wonderful role model for them, fills him with so much joy, and, as much as he gets embarrassed about it, thinking about how lovely you are, how amazing you are with kids, how wonderful of a mum you’ll be one day, well... that never fails to get him hard. breeding kink go brrrrr.

anyways… yeah YEAHH he does give you shoulder and foot rubs because he loves you and he cares about you and he likes doting on you (an added bonus is that you always return the favor whenever he’s been hard at work all day, but that’s not why he does it. no, he does it because he’s amazing and he loves you and he likes taking care of you).

yes yes yes to him demoing activities with you. that is literally all your sunday’s consist of during the school year: demoing activities, grading whatever assignments you didn’t finish grading during the week (usually not that many), and doing any last minute lesson-plan-prepping together, all from the comfort of your couch (or from your kitchen whenever the activities are too messy to be done on the couch), and billy wouldn’t have it any other way. he loves your not-so-lazy-but-still-plenty-lazy sundays, the kind of days where you two get a lot done without really feeling like you’ve done anything at all.

about the outfits…

mhm mhm yep yep. you help him pick out comfy, but practical outfits for himself; pants with lots of pockets, a tool belt that can hold his tools without sagging too low on his hips, shirts that will keep him warm but that are still plenty breathable, clothes that won’t get caught on any nails or other objects protruding from walls, shoes with thick soles so he won’t get hurt if he accidentally steps on a nail or some glass, splinter-proof gloves, etc. and billy helps you pick out the cutest items imaginable whenever you two go thrifting/shopping together; cute jean overalls for casual fridays, midi skirts that are dressy enough for work but still comfortable, sweaters that will keep you plenty warm whenever the heater in your classroom breaks for days on end during the cold winter months (as it always does), shoes that are cute but comfy enough to wear for the entire school day (without getting blisters or horribly sore soles), jackets and pants and blouses that are professional and classy enough to wear to parent-teacher conferences but that still have that artsy, hippie-esque look to them that you love so much.

also yes yes YESSS TO THE HAIR BRUSHING!!! (and to the group homes headcanon. unfortunately, he was probably stuck with his bullshit excuse for a dad for much of his childhood, but, during his teen years, after his third hospitalization in the span of a year, the system stepped in and removed him from his home, uprooting his life and bouncing him around from group home to group home. billy thinks he probably shouldn’t look back so fondly on the years in which he was separated from his family, but he sort of does. sure, it lacked the stability all kids need and it forced him to not only hang out with, but live with his peers, even those who picked on him. however, it’s not like he’d ever had real, true stability in the first place and… well, the taunting of a fifteen-year-old asshole who has it just as bad as you will never ever compare to the vitriol his father and his brother used to subject him to).

anyways *clears throat* sorry about that. where were we?? oh the hair brushing and braiding, yes, yes. yet another way billy takes care of you: he helps you tame the unruly bird’s nest that is your hair every morning. you’re terrible at doing your own hair (massive self-insert here) and always have been, and billy, beautiful, kind billy, he mercifully (and frequently) takes that responsibility out of your hands in the mornings and does your hair for you. it’s not an everyday occurrence, but it happens a lot, so much so that he’s actually gotten quite good at using a curling iron, despite the fact that he’d never ever used one (or even held one) prior to being in a relationship with you.

but don’t worry, you dote on him plenty in return. when he gets home from a hard day’s work, you’re quick to take a shower with him, helping him wash off (which is really just you massaging the soapy suds into his skin because you love the way he reacts to it, all fucked out and in pure bliss even though you haven’t even touched his cock yet), you’ll *ehm* take care of him in there too, of course (*cough* jerking him off under the warm spray *cough* littering his pale skin with hickeys as you pump his cock with your fist *cough* letting him use your hand like a fleshlight *cough* helping support him to keep him upright when he starts getting all weak in the knees *cough* making him feel so good that he reaches his peak in mere minutes, cumming all over your tummy, the last of his spend coating your hands as you work him through his orgasm *cough* *cough*). then, once you two have finished cleaning up, you get out and help him dry off his hair with a soft, fluffy towel. once you’ve both dried of sufficiently, you then lay him down on the bed and deftly massage him, focusing on his back, and legs, and arms, and, okay, everywhere, focusing everywhere, working the sweet smelling lotion into his skin as you do so. you even rub some soothing balm on his calloused hands and feet afterwards, fully pampering him. then, you ride him within an inch of his life and let him fill you up with his second release of the evening. and then, you two order in some dinner and eat it whilst watching TV. finally, you two head to bed, where you then have sleepy, slow, passionate sex before falling asleep in each other’s arms, his softening cock still nestled inside you as you drift off to sleep.

also billy making something for your classroom as your anniversary gift 🥹🥹💖💖💖 he most definitely does.

the first year, it was a cute little wooden sign with the words “Miss ____’s Class” engraved on it, along with some cute little bunnies and butterflies and flowers, complete with the cutest lil curvy bordering. then, for your second anniversary, it was a carved wooden statue of your favorite animal. next, for your third anniversary, he went above and beyond and made you a bunch of cubbies for your students to keep their art-smocks/backpacks/other stuff in. however, they weren’t just normal cubbies, no, they had this beautiful elven forest-y pattern carved into them. for that anniversary he also made you a brand new drying rack that had this really cool elven tree design to it to match the cubbies, because, again, he went above and beyond that year simply because he felt like it. then for your most recent anniversary, billy made the most adorable rocking chair for you to sit in while you read to your students/while you man whatever artistic contraptions the kids aren’t allowed to use without constant supervision/while you drink your tea and catch up on grading or lesson-planning during your afternoon free period. and, of course, the chair also had a forest-y, elven design to it because billy fully supports your dream of turning your boring old classroom into a mystical, fantastical place for learning — a sort of elven den of creativity. for christmas one year, he even whittled you a bunch of wands and scepters and attached cool, surprisingly realistic plastic geodes and crystals to the ends of them so that you could decorate your classroom with them and add to the mystical, magical vibes. suffice to say, you have the coolest classroom in school, hands down, no competition.

also yes yes yes, a million times yes to billy having a sort of teaching kink. the man gets so unreasonably turned on when you try to show him how to do things or explain things to him. no matter what you’re trying to teach him, his blood always immediately flows south, towards his hardening his cock and away from his head, leaving nothing more than the sound of white noise and the desire to submit himself to you in every way imaginable behind in his brain. he loves listening to you and having you tell him what to do (not in a bossy way, but in a guiding, gentle way), he goes mad for it. the way your voice lilts when you’re patiently instructing him on how to do something once again after he’s already messed up five times beforehand makes billy go dumb with lust. having you teach him things doesn’t always make him so dumb and pitifully horny, though. no, there’s levels to this. when you try to teach him to do simple tasks like how to un-jam the door to your mailbox or explain simple things to him like why you’re suddenly buying an entirely new brand of peanut butter (because it turns out your usual brand uses some preservative that has recently been linked to some awful health defects… which you found out by reading an article in some widely accredited medical journal because you’re a nerd, a well-informed nerd), he gets a little excited, maybe gets a half-chub, nothing too drastic, nothing that can’t simply be tucked up into his waistband and ignored until it goes down, should that be necessary. but when you try to walk billy through more complex tasks, the kind that he usually messes up the first few times which leads to you giving in and gently directing his every move… oof. like when he helps you decorate your christmas tree and you, ever the perfectionist, direct him on exactly where to put each and every single ornaments, how to string up the lights so they’re the perfect level of droopy without actually falling off the tree, how to secure the star to the top of the tree, how to water and tend to the christmas tree you two picked out at a christmas tree farm as it resides in your living room, hanging onto whatever life it’s got left like a plant in a vase after it’s been separated from its roots…. well, having you guide him through those complex, intricately detailed tasks never fails to turn him into the horniest of himbos; fully lustdrunk and so hard that it’s nearly painful. consequently, having the hottest sex imaginable after putting up and decorating your christmas tree is a holiday tradition for you and billy.

also yes to him cumming in his pants the first time you taught him how to make you cum… he probably didn’t even get to actually fuck you that night because, by the time he’d made you cum on his fingers and his tongue, he’d already came so many times that his cock was fully limp and so sensitive that it hurt, truly hurt, whenever it was met with even the tiniest, lightest touch… he had to spend the rest of the night completely nude because he was just too sensitive to wear underwear or trousers and he certainly wasn’t going to walk around with just a shirt on like winnie the fucking pooh.

and you’re right. it’s not like teacher roleplay, it’s just you guiding him and showing him how to do things and explaining things to him and telling him what to do and being so patient and kind and gentle and maybe a little condescending (just a tiny bit, not true degradation, but just talking down to him in a teasing way) but also giving him so sooo much praise. its the most gentle and softest domming of all time and dear christ it makes him feel all fuzzyheaded and spacey and fucked out in the best way possible.

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please feel free to send over those carpenter!billy thoughts if you want!! i love reading what your amazing mind comes up with. hopefully i’ll be able to respond to the other stuff you’ve sent me sometime soon!! i’ve read them all a million times over, i just haven’t gotten around to actually typing out responses yet… but please know that i enjoy reading them (and rereading them and rereading them and rereading them and then rereading them again and on and on forever until i pass away and ascend to the literal heavens from all the loveliness contained in them… jk but also… they are immaculate.)

send me all the feral thoughts you got, my lovely lil orange nonnie. 💕

[frozensoldier-png]

Traitor 👑 The King ︱🪕 The Banished

[harringroveera]

AU where Steve and Billy join a school play together & they have to kiss…over and over again

[hermesserpent-stuff]

Some sketches of the lads.

I think a black Adam and riddler crack friendship would be top tier.

Also klarion is baby.

[chess-blackmyre]

Me: Yeah so Harvey liking Star Wars and watching Empire Strikes Back is much more than a Billy Dee Williams easter egg. It implies the shape of his tragedy by placing it in parallel with Anakin Skywalker. A hero, a friend, a beloved husband and a symbol of hope turns into a monster both through the manipulation of others and as they are consumed by their own grief, fear and rage. Both lose their wives (Padmé and Rachel were both believers in Justice and spent their lives trying to work within a fundamentally broken system) both men are horribly burned and their children raised by other people. Furthermore, it foreshadows Duela’s story as the iconic ‘I am your father’ happens in this movie, and like Luke, she is completely horrified to discover what a monster her father really was.

Also me: I referenced Men in Tights because it’s a superhero movie :D

[valdrinors-writing]

OC HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE 2024 - DAY SIX - ROLESWAP AU

Luna Derbyshire as The Emissary of the Gods Amber Talbot as the Constant Companion

[phoenixtakaramono]

Knight Commander Homelander vs Dragon Butcher

from The Name of the Game

(BONUS ART OF HALF-DRAGON BILLY BELOW)

[emptybeb]

Here you go even more art and the fic it’s on

[randomnameless]

how would have Rhea raised Billy if Jeralt failed to take them from the monastery? Aside from actually giving a shit about them and not letting them starve on a semi regular basis I mean

See their enlightened one outfit?

They would have gotten tacky outfits in the same style from age 3 onwards, all "made" by the Archbishop herself.

More seriously, I think the plot would change?

Maybe Seteth wouldn't have been "summoned" at the Monastery, if Billy had been there, or he would and would have acted as Billy's caretaker ?

If Billy was raised by Rhea since day 5, I'm pretty sure they would have told her about the gremlin in their head, and that plot would have been solved way earlier, but as to what happens with Supreme Leader's war... idk.

I personally see Billy, in this verse, as someone raised like Sitri, maybe being a monk/random ward in the Monastery, but Billy likes to help people (and smiles at least in the jp!version!) so maybe they would have became some sort of kickass cleric, or a member of the knights of Seiros (Rhea'd disagree at first, she doesn't want them to be hurt and would have prefered if they became a fisherman or something that would keep them away from the battlefield, but Billy makes their own decisions, and wishes to protect the monastery and the people they cares about, maybe being triggered by another assassination attempt targetted at Rhea, maybe Christophe's or someone's else).

Billy'd be good friends with knighs and members of the CoS, maybe take Cyril under their wing (as much as they can) and have wednesday evening sessions of sitting with their "like" family eating Zanado fruits, or even fishing. When they want to become a knight or know how to use weapons "to protect", they could spare with Seteth'n'Rhea and end the "training" sessions with some of Rhea's cookies and Zanado fruit juice.

If Billy's still a teacher in this verse - well, I don't think the entire "crust + church BaD" spiel affects them, hell, they might be a bit more pissed at this entire nonsense and voice their annoyance, why are those nobles blaming the church for their own failings in ruling their lands?

(that's where Seteth has to remind them about this thing called "tongue in check")

Maybe they can decide to travel through Fodlan to make up for the regional branches' failings (but only after Rhea got from the gremlin the promise that Gremlin will keep Billy safe!) - when Supreme Leader comes crashing down with her army?

If Rhea survives, Billy hangs out in Faerghus, but if Rhea is caught, Billy leads a resistance force (like SS) - granted, in this AU, Sothis is around and less of a gremlin that in her canon appearances, so Rhea's freed from her Enbarr jail way earlier than in the game, the Agarthans are toasted and everything's well that ends well.

[poppyflower-22]

Masterlist

My own fics.

Lando Norris

Social Media au, Fluff.

Benjicot Blackwood

Lifetime.

Nothing To Worry About?

Fic Recommendations

F1

Tom Blyth Characters.

Moon Knight

Star Wars

HOTD

Other

[eagledrawsandvibes]

What if I created a house full of Harvey Dents? Like @skye707 did with the Riddlers? What’ll you do then, huh?

Anyways please send in Harveys to add and I shall start drawing

[roze-moonie-x21]

You like BBU? You like Hollow knight?

BAM!!!!

Here!! Have an au version of Billie! I truly love hollow knight and I was wondering how Billie would look like if she was in the game.

[spideyhexx]

let’s talk anything Billy or if you have any other thoughts to share🫶

[protectbatson]

Wherever you stray, i follow

a prince who wants to venture out into the world before assuming his duties as king.

a knight who has sworn his life to keep his prince alive.

Two boys learning to love even with their positions in a medieval society after the war.

Based on this commition that I made with @floatinghanmi

Ao3 (english): https://archiveofourown.org/works/46435444/chapters/116915518

Spirit (PT/BR): https://www.spiritfanfiction.com/historia/wherever-you-stray-i-follow-24853162

[dcxdpdabbles]

Master Posts Links

All the dabbles I have posted on my DC x DP account. Under a read more due to how long it is. Broken into three categories:

Multi-parts - Dabbles that have more than one part written.

One-shots- Dabbles with only one part written.

Requests- Dabbles written for the requests of readers. (Note: If a request is for a continuation of the other two categories, they will be filed in Milti-parts)

Master Post 1 Link

Master Post 2 Link

Completed AUs Master Post Link

NSFW (+18 ) Link

Master

Please read the indexes to determine which master post each au is filed in.

As of 02/10/2024: The newest stuff is inside of Master Post 2. If there are many parts from Master Post 1, they will remain on that one.

MASTER POST 1 INDEX:

Multi-parts:

The Royal Consort,

Child Support

Alfred's Boy

Phantom's Number 1 fan

Danny and The Fan Blog

Congratulations! It's Triplets!:

Ghost King Summon dare

The Dauntless Matchmaker

Demon and Angel Brat

Single Dad

Jason's Doll

Alley Boyfriends

Misplace Baby

One-shots:

The Assistant

The Ghost Trio's Food Trip

Legal Compensation

Love Among Fans

Lex Luther's Youngest

The Infinite Realms Hobby Store:

Obsession Runs in the Family

Farm Hand

Vague Threats

Game of Deadly Love

Retired-Rouge

The Real Blood Son

The Kid of Candles

Magic Older Brother

Keep The God Kid Busy!

Dog walker

Clockwork's Cookbook

Respawn and Relive

The Summoning Conditions of the Ghost King

Finders Keeper

What's the rule again?

The Contact, the Butler and the Sly Time Lord

Big Fish in Gotham Pond:

Immunity system:

Wrong Number:

Timeline Prevention Squad

Requests

The Masters are Aliens

Ghost Zone Read

Red Hood's Snow

Jason Sees Dead People

Ghost Dad

Wayne Manor Ghost

The Siren of Iceberg Lounge

The Orginal

The Ghost King's Fibs

Red ParentHood

Woo thy Butler, My Lord

Double Vision

Dealeyed Soulmates

Rescue Mission

Danny's Online Persona

Practice makes perfect

MASTER POST 2 INDEX:

Multi-Parts

Cass the Halfa

Danny's Grill

Freelance Inventor

The Audit

Why Ten?

Mr. Flavor

Cluster of Cores

Demon Head Slightly to the left

Danny Fenton's Ex

New Management

Billy's Parents

Phone a friend

Passion for Fashion

Super Robin

Cassandra's Curse in Gotham

The Summoned Demon

One-Shots

Red Yummy

It's all Fun and Games Kids!

Professional Protector of Love

The Backroads

In 30 Minutes or less

One hell of a good bellhop

Corporate Rivals

Rude Kryptonian

Ecto-Specialist

Side Hustle

Copyright

Love at first (club) meeting

Catnip for heroes

Old Friends

Danny the Nanny

Lights and Camera

Hot Wings

Marriage trap the Office Supplier!

The ones who got away

Vanishing Bookstore

Petal to the metal

Lover Boy

PenPal

Fishbowl Bones

Unwanted House Guest

The Roommate

Missing Half

Danny's Did you Know?

Yeti's orders.

Requests

Batman with a gun's lover

IRS's boogie man

Dear Elder Brother's mistakes

The Undead Florist

Pit's Merman

Dullahan is my roomate

Nightowl Appartement

The one with Sunset Hair

The Cinnamon Roll's son

The lost In-Laws

The Lady and The Dad

Big Brother does not approve

Gotham's star and Shadow

Pride in Gotham

Revenant Prompt

The King and his Not-Knight

Contestant Number 3

The Lost son of the Bat

AroAce Danny

COMPLETED AUS MASTER POST INDEX

The Bakery is a Front!....right?

Cave Boy

The Adoptive Son

[enviedear]

Okay but Billy with an innocent reader>>>>>>>> LIKE HES SO PROTECTIVE OML

billy + innocent!reader

stop i love this. this should be an au hell i may just write more for it

tw— for use of a gun, toothrotting fluff

request

"go ahead, honey. pull the trigger." billy's voice is sweet against your ear.

your face morphs into a coy apprehension, "and you're sure this won't send me flying on my rear?"

he chuckles, straightening your arms a bit, "m'right here, i won't let that happen."

your eyes focus in on the three rusty cans in the distance, set atop a dry rotting log. you know there's no way you're going to hit them all. you'd be lucky to hit one.

but billy is adamant in both that you need to learn how to shoot, and that you’ll be a ‘natural’. his driving objective, however, being that since he can't be with you from sun up to sun down, he'll have to settle with teaching you how to fend for yourself.

it's not unlike him to behave this way. in the months you've known the gunslinger, you've come to find that his urge to protect you is enormous.

his protection isn't reserved just against the infamous wild men of the west, but rather, anything and anyone. if it could possibly do you harm, physically or mentally, he's there to guard and defend.

like a knight out of the princess tales your mother used to tell you.

you let out a harsh breath before your finger begins to press into the trigger. too soft at first, the metal remains in its' spot, you muster up all your courage and pull the trigger. your eyes are screwed shut as the bullet whistles away, and you quickly turn into billy.

his arms ensnare you, wrapping you tight, "what're you hidin' for? you hit it dead center, sweetheart!"

you lift your head, staring unabashedly into his blue eyes, "did i really?"

he hums, using his dominant hand to steer your gaze away from him and toward the target. sure enough, the can on the left side has a small hole right in its middle.

billy chuckles, his chest rumbling against your back, "told you, my girl's a natural."

you can't help but grin, the tension releasing from your shoulders, "or i've got a good teacher." you tease.

he gives you a squeeze before letting go, gesturing toward the cans, "c'mon, let's see if you can do it again."

emboldened by your first success, you square your shoulders and take aim. this time, you focus a bit more, remembering the sensation of the recoil and trying to replicate it. the shot rings out, and you open your eyes to find another can hit.

billy lightly claps you on the back, "see? just like that, sweetheart."

as you reload, you can't help but appreciate the way the afternoon sun plays on his weathered hat, casting thin rays upon his lips, "m’not as hopeless as i thought."

he grins, a mischievous glint in his eyes, "do i e’ver lie to you?”

you ignore his sly remark, focusing back in on your targets. with newfound confidence, you continue to practice, the rhythmic sound of gunshots filling the air. as the sun begins its descent, casting a warm glow over the landscape.

the sounds of gunfire continue, each shot feeling more controlled and confident than the last. with every successful hit, billy's pride in your progress shines through his loving stare. he stands by your side, offering guidance and encouragement, a quiet guardian in the backdrop of your learning.

as the sun dips even lower, casting a dim hue over the landscape, you catch a glimpse of billy watching you with a softness in his eyes. he often got this way, completely lost in you. especially when you're doing things his way— not in the way you'd normally feel inclined. you're rather tame and harmless in comparison to billy, the entire west, really.

growing up away from the fast-growing townships and travelers, when you met billy he completely flipped your world upside down. you gave him all your firsts, shooting his pistol only adds to the expansive list of firsts you've given him.

you go to take aim again, eyes closing as you shoot, still too frightened to keep them open— your bullet flies past your targets, missing entirely. you've grown used to the sound of a hit and when you open your eyes to find the miss, you groan.

billy's safeguarding nature becomes even more apparent as you meet his winsome eyes, his gaze lingers on you, subtle worry etched on his features.

he knows you're inexperienced, a stark contrast to the harsh realities of the world he's accustomed to. he knows it isn't, but if this were a shootout, that big of a miss would have cost you your life.

the mere thought of you in that situation is something he's not willing to entertain.

"you're doing mighty fine, sweetheart," he reassures, a tenderness in his voice that speaks volumes, "but remember, there's more to this than cans and targets. gotta keep those pretty eyes of yours open, alright?"

you nod, appreciating his concern and the earnest care he extends. it dawns on you that learning to shoot isn't just a practical skill— it's a testament to the depth of billy's affection. he's arming you with more than just a handgun— he's giving you a piece of his own resilience and determination.

as the sun sets, casting long shadows across the landscape, you take a moment to stand side by side with billy, appreciating the warmth of his presence. the sky paints hues of orange and pink, a picturesque backdrop to the bond that's been forged between you.

"thanks, billy," you say, sincerity lacing your words. "for teaching me, for being patient."

he smiles, a softness in his expression that contrasts with the rugged exterior, "my pleasure, sweetheart. always want you to be able to take care of yourself."

with the last rays of sunlight fading, you holster the gun, feeling a newfound sense of empowerment. billy wraps an arm around your shoulders, guiding you back towards the homestead. as you walk together, the echoes of gunshots in the ears serve as a reminder that you're not just learning to shoot— you're learning to navigate billy's world, and with his protection, you're sure you'll do just fine.

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