#i love how you draw vince like he always knows what he wants

[quaintcy]

@frstk @sealedchasm @galaoki

GIVE ME SOME IDEAS FOR SUCH ENDINGS

[rainchyna]

⌗ ˚ ͙◌˖ ࣪ . ִֶָ𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝐇𝐇𝐇 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝟗𝟎𝘀˖ ࣪ .ִֶָ

(f!reader, fluff, language, mentions of drug and alcohol use, smuttish, i've lost my touch i fear)

⏾ you didn't really care for hunter when he first joined the wwf. you didn’t exactly know who he was, you just saw him around backstage. he wasn’t exactly memorable to you, he had the basic wrestler look. 6’3, blond, muscular. not much to think about.

⏾ hunter, on the other hand, had his eyes on the prize way before signing with wwf. you had been established in the company as women’s champion at the time, the company heavily relied on you as their top female draw. you were great, the fans loved you, and your merch sold.

⏾ after he was signed, he’d just admire you from afar, you were so effortlessly cool. you've always been his wrestling crush. you were beyond talented, bombshell of a beauty, so, so sweet, and well liked by everyone. of course everyone liked you, look at you. the things he would’ve done to even be near you.

⏾ hunter began hanging out with shawn (who had essentially recruited him for the kliq) almost immediately. you and shawn were really good friends at the time, as vince had put the tag team belts on you and shawn as a joke. shawn could immediately tell that hunter had a thing for you, the way he could barely pull a proper "hello" when you're around immediately gave it away. hunter's eyes would be glued to your face, and up and down your body, he'd immediately smile and look away, slightly blushing when you'd even glance at him.

"dude, what's all that about?"

"don't. don't even, I just-.. she's.. wow."

"do you want me to introduce you-"

"yes, please."

⏾ you were somehow, magically, (backstage politically, shawn michaels sends his regards) dragged into a romance angle with hunter. he was the new signing, and the company wanted to give him a little push. so, now you two were forced to be around each other a lot. you dropped the tag belts soon there after, but kept the women's championship.

⏾ he had kept his french aristocrat gimmick from wcw, but instead of Jean Paul Levesque, he was now Hunter Hearst Helmsley. you were his ‘wife’, y/n y/l/n-helmsley, you escorted him into the ring, interfered in his matches, and cut promos with him. you spent a lot of time on and off the road with him, it's not like either of you had a choice.

⏾ you two slowly became friends, though the dynamic was a bit weird at first since he seemed to be a big fan of you. he kept up some of his 'aristocratic' behaviours, he was trying so hard to win you over. he'd hold doors open for you, always keep as seat open for you, push chairs in and out for you, carry your stuff whether it's a bag or a championship belt.

⏾ and warm up to him, you did. you thought he was really sweet, even though he'd give you 'funny eyes' when you worked out together. hunter was always complimenting you, your matches, your gear, your looks, anything. if he could find a way into your heart, he sure was going to sweet-talk his way there.

"your match was so good earlier, I watched the whole thing."

"yeah, I know. I saw you at the commentary table, burning holes into my body."

"how could I not? you're so talented, and you looked so damn gorgeous."

⏾ a friendship was beginning to blossom between you two, he was actually genuinely so lovely. it was nice for once to not be the only one sober when the rest of the kliq were either drunk or stoned off their mind. you two became the friend groups 'parents', and were often left alone when shawn, kev, scott and sean were passed out.

⏾ you could talk to him for hours about the most random things ever, whether it was wrestling, music, life, ways to get the idiots on the floor to sober up, it was just so easy to talk to him. you two had a whole lotta chemistry in real life, and it translated into the ring.

⏾ having you almost as a 'mentor' to his french gentleman character was constantly messing with his brain. it was like the really hot, popular girl tutoring the new guy in class.

⏾ you were trying to hard to teach him how to cut a babyface promo, but he just couldn't do it the way you wanted him to. he was just a natural heel. you ended up convincing vince to turn you both heel, as it would've been better for him. but, as you turned heel, vince wanted you two to turn up the sexual element of your on screen relationship.

⏾ you were now all over each other at all times, you were wearing shorter dresses, unbuttoning his white shirt before matches for him, he was constantly groping you and kissing your neck, just touchy.

⏾ you two immediately became significantly closer. the tension from your fake relationship spilling into your friendship. it was obvious, something was happening here.

⏾ you two were now hanging out without shawn, or the chaos of the kliq, just one on one. you work out together in hotel gyms, go on coffee runs because the coffee in the arena sucks, eat together in catering way before or after lunch breaks so you can be with each other in peace. sometimes, you'd just sit together just to be in each other's presence.

⏾ you and hunter were entering the mutual crush phase, and it was so beyond obvious to everyone around you.

⏾ shawn was your biggest fan, no one wanted you two to get together more than he did. he was always teasing you two, making loud kissing noises when you and hunter were doing literally anything, 'your girlfriend' to hunter's face when you were right there. shawn would even purposefully create situations where you and hunter had to be basically breathing each other's air. whether it's him taking up more space in cars so you'd be forced to sit on hunter's lap, or talking one of the boys who didn’t need much convincing into locking you two in a a tiny closet.

⏾ then degeneration-x formed, you two couldn't escape each other now.

⏾ shawn lobbied hard for you and hunter to be in the faction, and it was immediate perfection. it became a public secret that you and hunter had something going on, everyone backstage was so aware of it, and the fans began seeing it during shows. it was obvious it wasn't just the 'y/n and hunter are married' thing, even commentary would make jokes about it.

⏾ it went from casual friends, to close friends, to no one really knows what's going in with you two. now became stolen glances, hidden touches, whispered words, longing looks, painful yearning. hunter was always hugging you, his arms were always around your shoulders or you waist, hand glued to your hip, heart eyes.

⏾ you two were almost always cuddled up, hunter didn't care if people talked, he was obsessed with you. he wanted to always be near you, to be the one who made you laugh, to be the one who made you feel safe and love. he would even kiss your head and cheeks, he didn't care who saw. the relentless teasing was worth it, all the jokes and the stares. it was all worth those couple minutes of intimacy.

⏾ but he wanted more, both of you did.

⏾ it all boiled up to a moment when are four of you were on the road. shawn had stopped the car, and him and chyna went into a convenient store to buy some snacks and drinks. you and hunter were sitting in the back seat when he turned to you, and asked;

"why aren't i your boyfriend?"

"you haven't asked me-"

"can you please be my girlfriend? like please?"

"yeah, i would love that."

⏾ by the time shawn and chyna came back, you two were busy making out, not paying attention to anything but each other. shawn loudly knocked on the window, "happy for you, idiots, but not in my car." he said, chyna laughing in the background.

⏾ hunter is so obsessed with you.

⏾ hunter is also such a jealous boyfriend. it took him so long to finally have you all to himself, and he sure as hell wasn't going to let you get away from him. he fucking hated the way some wrestlers backstage looked at you, sometimes even the fans at ringside pissed him off. you were his, and his alone.

⏾ he would possessively show you off. if someone in particular was annoying him, he'd pull you as close as possible to him, sometimes on his lap if he could. he'd hold and kiss you while holding eye contact with that person. he didn't give a fuck, you were his.

⏾ he'd also refuse to let you out of his sight. if you had a match, or a promo, he's there watching, the furthest he could be was gorilla. if you had to change, he was in your locker room. he was always there, but he had limits, of course. if you wanted to be left alone, he respected your boundaries.

⏾ he was so protective of you, so, so protective. he hates seeing you upset, or bothered. he would do anything to make his girl happy. he didn't care if he had to spend his entire cheque spoiling you, hunter would go to hell back to see you smile.

"is that a diamond fucking ring?"

"anything for my baby."

⏾ loves, loves, loves when you ask him to give you head. that man is a munch, i don't care what anyone thinks. especially as he gets older, baby, that alone gets him off.

⏾ absolutely adores seeing you in his clothes, specifically in his leather jackets.

⏾ super touchy. whether it's a hand around your waist, around your shoulders, finger hooked on a belt loop on your pants. hunter always needs contact, especially when emotions are high. you're the only person who he could feel genuinely and wholly vulnerable with.

⏾ huge on cheek and forehead kisses

⏾ genuinely, has a sexual thing for you sitting his lap. has something to do with him being so much bigger than you.

⏾ massive daddy kink, even worse sir kink.

⏾ also has thing for seeing you in his merch, or anything with his name on it.

⏾ literally gets so annoyed and straight up upset when you have to do anything. he wants you to just sit back and relax, he wants to take care of you all the time. hates seeing you up on your feet doing something he could do for you. he gets borderline embarrassed.

“where are you going?”

“to get.. water..?”

“water? mhm, what else do you want?”

“uhm.. a sandwich…?”

“seat your ass the fuck down, then.”

⏾ you’re so beyond spoiled in this relationship. want a sandwich? he’ll start with making his own bread from scratch. need a change of clothes? here’s his comfiest hoodie, while he does your laundry. want to paint your nails? gel, or regular polish? you want a diamond ring? do you want that lab grown or naturally mined?

⏾ when he began growing his beard, he became absolutely in love with you trimming and cleaning it up for him. he closeness, having you on his lap, the bathroom smells like aftershave and your perfume, your clothes are slightly damp and he can’t get that silly smile of his face for you to actually work.

⏾ you’re his bestest friend :(

⏾ constantly reminds you that he loves you, mostly because he’s loves hearing you telling him you love him back.

⏾ gets the most raging boners when you tug on his hair. like, this man is borderline whimpering when your fingers barely graze his scalp.

⏾ the second you’re on your knees for him, he loses his mind. it’s like he can’t breathe anymore.

⏾ LIVES between your thighs. his eyes barely open, licking and sucking, he’s humping the bed beneath him. it’s gets him off so much. (i’m obsessed w this can u tell)

⏾ sit on his face, smother him. his nose takes care of your clit. (iykyk)

⏾ “angel” and “baby” are his favourite nicknames for you.

⏾ one of his favourite things to do was to rub the fact that you’re his in the faces of your fanboys. he lived for it, it gave him an excuse to be all over you on national television. the explicitness of dx also added to him being just inappropriate on live television.

“see this? see all of this? *actively groping you*, i get to have this gorgeous, sexy woman all to myself *more groping ofc*. and you pathetic scums can’t have her, you can just watch. *groping intensifies*”

“suck it? i mean, as long as it’s this pretty little thing”

⏾ (stupidly) flirts with you like his life depends on it

“ya come here often?”

“??? we both work here.”

⏾ 5939/10, need him. need him bad

[presleyslilbaby]

~Did You Take My Advice?~

(Vince Everett X Reader)

(Huge thanks to @atleastpleasetelephone for taking the time to proof read this for me!)

(TW: P in V sex, hair pulling, name calling, rough sex, Daddy used in a sexual way, breeding kink, spanking, slight angst?)

Vince is so caught up in making money, he fails to take Reader’s advice on loving her better.

Money. It was all about the money, to Vince. Nothing really mattered that much, not even his Girl. All that was relevant was the cold hard cash that he earned. Y/n watched on as he counted this week’s earnings, a frown tugging at her lips as he muttered to himself. “…I bought a new dress today.” She says, hoping to gain his attention. “Uh-huh…How much was it?” He asks, only interested in price. Of course. Shaking her head, she pulls her knees up to her chest on the bed, resting her cheek on her arm. “…I thought you would like it on me.” She tries again. “Mhm…” Vince merely hums. ’This is hopeless…’ Y/n thought to herself, feeling the rift between the two of them. It was such a shame. “If you want my advice, Vince,” She started, looking over at him again. “You should stop loving your money more than me.” “That’s nice…” Finally deciding that there was no point in trying to converse with him, she laid herself down, drawing the blanket over her form as she turned her back to face towards him, giving up.

A few minutes had passed by in relative silence, the only sound in the room being that of Vince’s cash shuffling in his hands. “There,” He sighed happily, setting down the last bill. “All done. A nice, couple hundred bucks’s all I need to make me happy. What were you sayin’, Darlin’?” Seeing that she was facing away from him, and so silently no less, his brows knitted together in confusion. “Darlin’? Y/n…?” He reached a hand out to graze his fingers along her arm, softly frowning as he realised the mistake he’s made. “Baby, I’m sorry I wasn’t really paying attention to ya’. Truly…I know you ain’t sleepin’.” But Y/n didn’t want to face him. She was hurt, disappointed. She always figured that having a relationship with someone like Vince would be complicated, but the bouts of loneliness she felt were too much at times for her to properly handle. Making an important decision, he cast his money aside, lowering himself to lay behind her, draping an arm over her waist. “C’mon, Honey…I’m tryin’ now…You’re really gonna ignore me…?” “Why shouldn’t I…? You ignore me…” She muttered beneath her breath, still deeply hurt by his behaviour. “I know…I said I was sorry, Y/n. Don’t you believe me?” He softly inquired, slowly rubbing her side up and down, squeezing her hip lightly. It’s silent on her end. She didn’t even know how to answer his question.

Vince hummed quietly, pressing closer against her back, moving her hair aside to begin urging his lips all over her neck in gentle, loving kisses. “I know I’m not the best,” He admitted. “But I really do love you. So very much, Baby.” As she lay there, he continued to pepper kisses over the sensitive skin of her neck, his large hand beginning to wander over her body. “I love you…Mmm…I fuckin’ love you…” He murmured sweetly against her neck, dragging his hand up her stomach, further still until he was cupping her breast, giving it a squeeze. “Love your personality…Your beauty…The way your body feels beneath mine…” Hearing his whispers grow passionate and husky, Y/n couldn’t help but to draw her lower lip between her teeth, unable to resist the way he spoke of her. “Do you want to be touched?”

That was it. She just couldn’t take it anymore.

“Yeah…Touch me, Vinnie…” She whispered in return, pressing back against his body, grinding her ass against his crotch. “Good Girl.” He nipped at her earlobe, his breath grazing her skin, fanning across her hair. His hand worked her nightgown upwards, pulling it over her head with a grunt of appreciation, pulling her atop his body, back against his chest. “Whose tits are these?” Vince questioned, cupping her perfect globes, thumbing at her hardening nipples. “Yours…” She replied, biting her lip yet again in want. “Mhm. And look at this,” He removed a hand to trail down her body, using a finger to lift the thin little string of her thong, letting it go to snap against her hip. “Don’t you know any better? Going out all day wearin’ this skimpy li’l thing. Someone could’ve seen it. That would’ve pissed Daddy off. Do you know why?” He nipped at her earlobe once more, this time just that little bit harder. “Because this pretty li’l pussy is mine, Y/n. You’re mine. I should punish you.” “Oh, don’t punish me, Daddy-“ Y/n tried to plead, though really, she wanted him to. “Shush. I get to say what goes. And because of this little stunt you pulled without me knowing, you’re gettin’ punished.” He growled, pushing her off his body and onto her stomach, though gently.

“Ass up in the air.” Vince demanded sternly, watching as she obeyed without any hesitation nor complaint. Without warning, he allowed his hand to come down hard on her ass, the slap echoing in the room, paired with the sound of her yelp. “Naughty li’l thing. Didn’t even tell me what you were wearin’ ‘neath your clothes today.” He spanked her again, rubbing over the stinging mark of his handprint. “‘M sorry, Daddy…Should’a told you…” Y/n apologised. “Damn right you should be sorry.” He growled yet again, whipping his hand down on her ass for a third time. “Ya’ could’a taken care of me like a good li’l slut earlier. But you went and decided not to tell me, and now I have to get rough with you. Ya’ gonna do it again?” “No…” “I can’t hear you.” He hissed, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling it back to expose her throat. “No, Daddy. I won’t do it again. “Mhm. Now, are you going to take my cock?” “Yes, Daddy.” The sound of his belt buckle unhooking from the leather filled the room, his hands deftly working to remove his trousers, unbuttoning and unzipping the fabric. He pulled his shirt overhead, tossing it away with a swish of the material, landing on the floor soon to be joined by his trousers. Having been wearing no underwear, Vince’s cock eagerly sprung out, already with pre-cum beading at the reddening tip. Resting on his knees behind Y/n, he lined himself up at her entrance after ripping off her thong, one hand pressing against her back.

“Fuck…You’re so goddamn tight…” He groaned out in appreciation as he sunk deep into her wet depths, bottoming out in what seemed like no time. She buries her face into her pillow, gripping the sheets beneath her tightly. It wasn’t too long after that he began to steadily thrust into her, taking his time working her just right. Reaching up to grab her hair once again, he pulled it all back as he sped up his pace, all before he was pounding into her. “Take it…Fuck, you better take it good…” Grunted Vince, angling her hips just right to be able to find that sweet spot of hers, taking a few sloppy tries until finally finding it. “Oh, Vince!” Y/n cries out in pleasure, arching her back. He swatted her ass in punishment, using that free hand to then grasp her hip in a bruising hold. “I thought I told you to call me Daddy, slut.” He gruffly reminded her, pounding harder into her pussy, feeling her clench desperately around his thick shaft. “Y-Yes, Daddy! Oohhhh, yes! R-Right there! Harder!” With her desperate plea, Vince had tilted his head back, letting out a low groan. “Ya’ want it harder?” He echoed. “You always want it hard…And I always give it to you…” He let go of her hair, instead, practically hugging her hips to push her as far back as he possibly could, wanting to keep inside her at all costs. “Mmm, you feel so goddamn good, squeezin’ my cock like that- Shit-“ Y/n continued to moan and writhe beneath him, just barely registering the words that he had been speaking. Sweat poured out of every crevice of her body, hair sticking to her forehead and stuck in the corners of her mouth by the slight drool that had been collecting.

“Gonna breed you, Y/n…Gonna give you a baby…You like that?” He grunted in her ear, panting all the while. She nodded her head rapidly, arching her back for what seemed like the millionth time that night. “Yeah? You want Daddy to breed you?” He emphasised his words with a deep, hard thrust, hearing the erotic sounds of her pleasured cries. “Fuck, Daddy-!” Y/n gasps out, feeling her insides twisting in a white hot coil, her orgasm rapidly approaching. “Oh, yeah…Gonna cum, Baby…Gonna fill you up…” Vince panted, feeling his own release building. She had came, her climax messy and fulfilling, her body convulsing with the force. He followed not long after, his hips stuttering as his cum spilled deep into her. “There-! There…Hahh…” Vince rested himself against her sweaty back, pressing a tired kiss to her shoulder. “…Did you take my advice, Vinnie…?” Y/n asks with a slight smile, feeling a lot better than she had earlier. He chuckled, kissing her shoulder tenderly yet again. “I did…I’m so sorry for what I’ve done…I know I shouldn’t ignore you like that…” “That’s okay…You made it up to me.” She assured. "You feeling okay? Not hurt, are you...?" He worried over her, running his fingers through her damp hair. "Mhm, I'm fine. I'll probably be a bit sore tomorrow, but...It's all worth it." "That's good. You looked like you were really enjoying your punishment." Vince grinned teasingly, rubbing her back in slow, comforting circles. "Oh, hush." Y/n playfully rolled her eyes, giggling softly. "Maybe I did enjoy it, Vinnie. But did you enjoy paying attention to me for once?" She asked. "More than anything." He replied without hesitation, nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck. "I shouldn't ever ignore you...Never...And as much as I love my money, I could never love it as much as I love you, Y/n." "I love you too..." And that was enough for her.

[wrtingsoftheunknown]

Vincent Sinclair HC

Vincent Sinclair hc SFW and NSFW

I’ve haven’t  been seeing my boy get repped recently so I have to do it myself. My first time writing something on here or towards this character ,I promise I will get better y'al,l I made this super quickly not proofread oops.

SFW

-While he can be insecure about his face he definitely has an ego from being the favorite child and having perfected his craft.

Lester drags him out to go for a ride around town or force him to come to his place for some quality brother time (Bo joins every now and then but wants peace and quiet dammit )

‘I know a lot of people have him learn sign language but I think he either writes what he wants to say, speaks as best as he can, or gestures, ( he was born in the south to parents that I don't think cared about communicating with him too much but he could have picked it up later in life maybe in his teen years or middle school era)

More sadistic than Bo when it comes to killing, he doesn't care if they are dead or alive when working on them and takes satisfaction in the result of his work

He prefers to work in silence but you can catch him humming now and then some country song or a guilty pleasure pop song from the 80’s( I see you Vince)

I think he partakes in multiple forms of art besides wax work.We see he’s able to paint, draw, but he also  takes pictures, , sews, writes, makes videos, anything artistic he’s learning and keeping up with new techniques.

Since he takes video of the killings at times I think they sell them as snuff films to make extra cash on top of stealing and selling victims stuff. (At least that’s what I thought when I first watched the film anyone else or just me)

Rarely happens but will keep victims that interest him like Bo ,but dispose of them when they get boring  or no longer match up the ideal version of them in his head.

-Does want a lifelong partner, the white wedding and picket fence, kids,  but knows it might be difficult with the line of work he does.

- He can talk but only does when it’s important or to emphasize something. He does have a southern draw like Bo and I imagine his voice to sound similar but raspier, maybe deeper/ quieter from not using it as much.

-like I said earlier you have to really catch his attention and be able to hold it for more than a week, if that happens then he’s obsessed and protective maybe a little too over protective.

Does indeed have a hair care routine I believe this full throttle and no one can can tell me otherwise I'm not listening.

NSFW

I don't know if he’s a virgin, I don't think he is something is telling me he isn't, but i’m not sure

He has no problem with nudity, bodies are seen as art, there's not as much of a sexual connotation with them as with Bo and Lester .

He wants to be in love with the person he is intimate with, he wants to be worship and worship his muse.

Drawings  of his partner naked as well as in the midst of a passionate night, he might tease them all night to make sure the sketch is as life like and accurate as possible

Good size and thick that's all I gotta say

Praise kink hard core, hearing his partner call him a good boy or how he makes them feel so good he will crumble

He starts slow and sensual, enjoys the control he has and having someone at his power.

I think he will edge you and leave you high and dry when you act out but he always caves by the end of the day and gives you what you need.

Can last a long time surprisingly

Mainly a giver but someone please for the love of god give this man the nastiest had he’s ever received will make the prettiest noises 

Is down to try anything new and more open about sex than you would think.

When he’s horny he comes up behind his partner and starts caressing every inch he can reach, while resting his chin on their shoulder acting as innocent as he can.

[elvenbeard]

Morning Routine

"Can I borrow your eyeliner?" Kerry asked, causing V to pause a moment.

"Yeah, sure thing," he then said and handed him the pencil.

"What?" Kerry looked at him with eyes slighly narrowed, but smiling still.

"No, nothin'," V shrugged, looking at their reflection in the mirror, side-by-side, getting ready to head out, as if it was the most normal, natural thing already, "But... I think it's the first time I have someone over to ask me that."

Kerry chuckled.

"Well, better get used to it."

lkdadjfdlljdfasdflökdf it's finally done and I have so. many. feels.

First of all... I started this ages ago, as a funny little doodle idea for the morning after Boat Drinks. In my HC they go to V's apartment after the end of the yacht trip. Then halfway through the lineart I realized "I'll have to draw Vince's vanilla tattoos again..." which I really didn't want to, so I put it on hold and went to design his custom tattoos I had wanted to give him for so long anyways. Then when that was finally done, my graphics tablet acted up and I physically couldn't finish the drawing even though I had time. Then so much work stress and prep for the con happened inbetween and yeh... it's been a journey and a half to get here, but I'm very happy to have arrived and how it all turned out xD

Then also... my feels ;___; Vince has had a variety of relationships in the past, but either they never got serious enough for his partners to even end up staying the night, or they weren't as alternative in the way to dress and present themselves as he is. He was always the odd one out in one way or another, in his relationships, in past jobs, the one that either had to try to fit in or accept that he never would. So, it's something super minor really, but Kerry asking to borrow some of his makeup is a surprisingly huge deal for him in that moment, catching him off guard. Another instance of "you just get me" that they keep having with each other over and over again which makes them click so well and so fast. Like, Vince doesn't give a damn about what other people think about him anymore, dresses and presents himself however he wants and feels like. But Kerry makes him feel "normal" in the sense that he can just be himself authentically by not fitting in. He also has his quirks and an outwardly loud appearance and personality and all that, they just match so well, even though at first glance they don’t seem to... I know I'm rambling and only making half sense but I just love them lots, okay? xD Thanks for coming to my TED talk!

Since you've read this far, here's a short process gif as a treat:

[bellysoupset]

Hi Soup! Hoping you can spill your secrets about how you write your characters fighting with each other and making it both realistic and still loving? I'm always so scared about writing arguments even though I know they are a natural and healthy part of a relationship. For some reason I hate admitting my characters have flaws, but I know it makes them less interesting to always be so nice to each other. You have such a knack for balancing their personalities and the reasons they get upset with each other and then their apologies later.

Hi Lis!! Its so nice answering your asks off anon 😝

Alright so I've been thinking on how to better answer this, since I was literally writing a conflict when you sent it.

I think my tips to writing arguments/conflict are these:

Start small: anything can be a source of conflict, if you're inflexible enough. You don't need to give your characters these huge flaws, you can literally write fights out of one character thinking taking the main avenue is the best way to avoid traffic, while the other think they should do a shortcut and then when they get stuck they're both frustrated. None of these things make them evil or bad, it just gives them different perspectives and that's more than enough to start a conflict.

Everyone has flaws and everyone has bad behavior. Even your most precious OC. Being very harsh: Luke is too much, Jonah is selfish, Wendy is vain, Bella is proud, Leo is possessive, Vince is spineless, Max is judgmental. These don't make them terrible people, in fact, most of these traits have their own happy flip side.

Luke is too much, so he loves with his whole heart and with absolute no sense of consequence. Luke is the type of guy who brings everyone together and that people want to impress and be liked by, but this also the type of person who's highly susceptible to criticism (in his case, his father's), who takes reckless decisions, who is scared of being alone and who clings to people too tightly.

I often think a character's flaw and biggest quality can be quite similar. Vince avoids conflicts and that's what makes him this huge, likable teddy bear, but also why he's the type of person who omits information (cough, the whole deal with moving to Doveport), who'll avoid making up his mind for as long as possible and hurt those around him because of it.

So I do recommend looking into your OCs and thinking what makes them tick. Is Rory stubborn? Proud? He did go fishing into the deep sea and didn't want to own up to it to his friends, what does that say to you about him? Which situations would cause his worst side to jump out? And how would those around him react to that?

It's okay if not all characters are understanding to your character's flaws.

Jonah gets tired of Luke's intense personality easily. He's too secure in himself to want to be liked by Luke, like most people tend to, and he's too sullen of a person to tolerate his high energy. This doesn't mean he hates Luke, but it does mean that if Lucas' starts to lean into the worst of his personality, the first to lash out at him will always be Jonah.

Noa and Rory have been together for years, but how long did it take for them to get used to each other? Did they learn to avoid fights or did they compromise in certain aspects and keep fighting in others?

Another thing to keep in mind is to keep your fights clean. Unless you want to have a huge argument that will take you time to navigate and have your OCs changing their behaviors and personality, avoid fighting below the belt. If Nora brought up Rory's dead sibling in a fight, this would be below the belt. It's the type of hit you can't come back from, that requires not only an apology, but a change in behavior.

When Leo tells Jonah to not use his mental health against him, it's the type of fight that's drawing an invisible line and one that if I had Jonah repeatedly crossing, I'd be making his character toxic. That would be totally OKAY, by the way, if I meant to do that! Writing toxic characters is fun! But its not the story I'm telling, so I don't have Jon doing that, I have his character changing.

Uhhhh this is already so so long, so I'll quit the rambling. But I just wanted to say, don't be scared to make certain parts of your characters ugly and annoying and gross, we all are these things, and having someone who loves us despite our flaws and maybe even because of our flaws is much deeper than pretending to be perfect.

[rzyraffek]

Hi hi!! I’m here to request something with my bbg Vincent Sinclair! your thingy doesn’t exactly specify which slashers, so I think I’ll ask for Vincent and Michael Myers just so u have an idea u can write abt if you don’t know the other!!

Okay okay, so what about a reader with a bad attitude? So for Vince, I would assume that their relationship starts with the reader defending Vincent from Bo. Like, Bo just starts calling Vincent names (like the mean truck man he is >:[) and Vincent is just taking it, then the reader steps between the two twins and just starts BURNING Bo with every insult they have.

“Oh, he’s the freak? Well at least he knows how to keep his mouth shut and isn’t asking everyone with a *female anatomy* to *adult fun* every ten seconds.” or something vicious like that-

and Vincent is just dumbfounded that someone has the balls to speak up against Bo.

and for Michael, same thing, but the reader is just being so mean when he starts chasing them! Like, they try to hide behind a door and they make sure that Michael saw them, so when he opens the door, the reader just flips him off and kicks him away from the door really harshly-

or, just being really really hard to catch. Like if they climb somewhere high and he can’t get to them, the reader just sticks their tongue out and flips him off again with the snarkiest attitude!!

anyways, that’s all I gots for now! Feel free to ignore this lol, but if you don’t directly respond to this ask but do use the idea, I ask that u credit me!

u look lovely today, and I hope u have an amazing night/evening/morning/day!

<3

First of all, for some reason I got no notification that somone requested anything and I have no clue how long it was sitting in my inbox. Second of all thats great idea cuz in most of fics reader is always very meow meow shy uwu bebi, which is sometimes annoying tbh, they should be rude sometimes. Requests open

Slashers with badass s/o

Vincen Sinclair

Bros used to this kind of treatment, name calling, mean words, yelling ect

This relationship started by s/o just simply asking Vincent if he's alright after Bo yelled at him

Any kind of affection makes him blush like teenager girl after watching twilight for first time

In his free time he will just hold s/o hand and walk behind them like lost puppy

Imagine: "yo vinc get over here you lazy ass" vincent:😰🏃 "well BO maybe if you stopped acting like such drama queen and get rid of this nasty ass attitude then MAYBE people will start helping you without fear of losing a limb or sanity?" 🧍🧍‍♂️

Tbh the only reason that Bo didn't commit murder on s/o is that vincent is actually very happy now and even that Bo is a horrible human being he doenst want his bro completely emo

Lack of ideas so im just going to put some mean words to Bo here

"Dont worry vincent, hes just jealous cuz he cant hold conversation with women for more than 4seconds without scaring them to death. litteraly"

"Aw baby dont be sad, just compare your hair routine with his. Im surprised hes not bald to be honest"

Live laugh love Vincent

"Nonono dont be upset, how about we draw together huh? Can you go pass me crayons from your workplace😇i totaly wont whoop your brother while you are away"

If s/o is just rude to Bo face, Vincent will be so so happy that they protect him but so so worried that s/o is about to evaporate due to Bo anger issues

"You calling him a freak? Better look who has stable relationship and lack of anger issues L bozo"

Also now Vince is 24/7 with her bcs not only shes great, protects him and provides comfort🥰

Micheal Myers

"AHAHAH looozer can't climb the ladder? Yo old as hell man go to retirement home"

S/o calling him granma to bully him

"Yo man stop begin such stalker or im going go call yo sister (in some versions laurie is his sister if u dont agree just ignore this part lol) and she gonna beat you up

Micheal spawning behind her, inside her house:🧍 "😨 yo sup Myers wacha got there? A a knife? Eee cool cool"🏃

"If you have such blood-lust go kill rats in my basement they keep stealing my food"

🧍 Myers emoji

Im sorry if its unfunny or boring I watched house of wax when it came out so like long time ago and I kinda forgor vincent and bo personalities. And Myers personality is basicly 🧑‍🦯old man

[dalekofchaos]

Triple H has a problem booking black wrestlers well

So MVP brought up a good point about HHH's regime being bad when it comes to black wrestlers and why the Hurt Business did not get reformed.

Yeah let’s open up a dialogue about it. You ever notice that Latino wrestlers only feud with Latino wrestlers? Or how they put all the black women and Asian women together for a filler match? Minorities are midcard acts and nothing more in HHH’s WWE. Guess this also explains why we don't see Omos...

this reinforces why HHH is mid as a booker and Bobby deserves better, for the fans sake if not for his own. I mean, how the fuck do you have BOBBY FUCKING LASHLEY constantly do the job to KKKross until he conveniently wins at Wrestlemania? In what fucking world do you see value in Mid Kross, but not the All Mighty BOBBY FUCKING LASHLEY????

Wish I could say I was surprised, but the guy who did blackface and squashed Booker T during a feud about HHH being a racist to black Booker T and as head booker he doesn't book black people well? Yeah not surprised at all.

When it comes to how African American wrestlers are presented in the WWE, they’re always portrayed as either crazy, a jobber, and most times a combination of both

The Hurt Business had TONS of potential when they formed a couple of years ago, but creative gave up on them. Vince McMahon did them wrong when he was in charge , and now Triple H is doing them wrong as well by not reforming the group.

The Hurt Business never should have been broken up. Seeing four strong Black men handling business and dominating was cool to see but we all know WWE’s history when it comes to Black male wrestlers. The fact that Triple H didn't want to bring them back is telling.

You can argue he books Bianca and Jade well and that's true and that's all we get for black wrestlers being booked strongly. The New Day and Street Profits ain't winning a lot lately and once again The New Day are being fed to Kross and his auraless faction. And R-Truth is booked as a comedy act and that ain't changing anytime soon. Boy, I miss R-Truth's Ron Killings TNA days.

I'm gonna be honest, i really dislike the way bobby/profits have been handled in the Levesque regime. really thought Montez Ford would be off into the big time by now, but alas.

Hell, even Naomi has been given the shaft. Every major match she's in, she loses. So what, you only brought her back to do the job?

The fans loved The Hurt Business. The Pride was ridiculous. They didn't officially call them The Pride for AN ENTIRE FUCKING YEAR! All you had to do was pair Lashley and the Profits, add MVP as the mouthpiece and have Omos be the muscle. But no, Bobby is not a good talker and played to his weakness instead of his strengths and jobbed to the definition of MID, The Profits did not change as characters, they wouldn't keep them as heels and they threw in B-Fab over MVP.

It's ridiculous how Shawn Michaels sees the value of black wrestlers and pushes them to the moon, but they are an afterthought to HHH. Trick Williams is a king, Oba Femi is a beast, Je’von Evans is the best high flyer in NXT, Kelani is the first women's NA Champion, Lash and Jakara are given weekly TV time and Jaida is a badass.

Like, it's obvious Shawn Michaels knows black wrestling is a draw, if only HHH could see the same...

[mediocredoots]

i was tagged by: @selkymaiden thank you chu~

i tag: @swordmaid @flowerzages @rruhos7 @asuraid @saiikavon @hopefulstarfire or @ anyone who wants to can steal it from me.

OC TAG GAME

✨ favorite oc ���

This one's hard to answer because I have favorites for different reasons but not all of them good. Like Akira is a favorite because he's genuinely messed up in the head and everything he does is a product of that missing link he has. Haru however is my favorite because I love to draw him in his god mode and use pinks & other bright colors.

runner up: Ren, Mitsuki, Cassian, Maya, Alistar, Huang fu

⏳ oldest oc ⏳

I think Haru is my oldest oc out of all of my 237484934 million ocs. He was originally a girl and was a sailor moon oc lol. Over the years I separated him from that world and made him a new one but he's clearly got a lot of magical girl inspo that mostly pull not only from sailor moon but cutey honey too.

❣️newest oc❣️

Technically my little Minotaur girl is the newest OC of mine but since I haven't really thought of her much or fleshed her out it would actually be Amir. I don't know a whole lot about werewolf lore but I thought it'd be interesting to have a black werewolf pack/friend group in the rpc I was in.

runner up: Callahan, Hua Liang, Ying Tao, Theo

💥 meanest oc 💥

Depends on what we consider mean. Vince, Ren, Kaze, Axel and many more are mean sometimes even without being provoked. Like very rude and dickish. But on terms on who's the meanest cuz their morality differs it would probably be Lucien. He'll happily screw someone over with a smile on his face even if it ruins their life.

runner up: Hua Liang, Alistar, Roxanne

💘 softest oc 💘

Haru again! lol he is just a very positive ball of light literally and figuratively. He's very kind & patient who always sees the good in everyone. He's the type of guy you'd feel comfortable around because he'd make it a safe space.

runner up: Victoria, Maya

☢️ most aloof/standoffish ☢️

Probably Alistar. He is a very no nonsense kind of guy but he does have a minuscule sense of humor in him it's just super dry. He has a resting bitch face that repels most people away and he likes it that way. He speaks pretty coldly, direct, one word sentences to get his point across.

runner up: Kagami, Fubuki, Akira when he's not "performing", Helios, Tenjou

🎉 dumbest oc 🎉

Toss up between Ren and Flynn. Rocks for brains. One's an ex yakuza heir the other is a werewolf that was turned from a bite yet both of them would eat raw chicken because they don't know how to cook it.

runner up: Kaze, Ying Tao

✔️ smartest oc ✔️

Akira all the way. I'm just too much of a dumbass to write him. He's supposed to be very calculating, conniving, and know all there is about human/criminal psychology since it's what he went to school for to learn why he was the way he is.

runner up: Tenjou, Hua Liang, Victoria, Mitsuki, Vincent, Kagami

👼 ocs i’d be friends with 👼

Oh man I would love to be friends with Amir. He'd be so goddamn fun and chill to be with. We could road trip together in his van and just be one with nature. The only bad thing is having to make sure to stay far far FAR away from him every month of the full moon lol. Other than that we'd have so much fucking fun.

[almedas]

the quiet tension sings through the air like electricity . a known presence like an invisible magnet cloaking the evolving distance between them . but it wasn't always like this — both in this strange dance with a thousand unspoken things . hazel could try to convince herself that the space , the intensity , the words they throw like knives are simply a GAME . but if she's being honest , that's not true .

an unforgiving glance burns into her skin as if searching for something — an opening , a crack , a moment of weakness . at this rate , she might give him exactly what he wants . a part of her misses how it feels whenever they're THIS close ; a wave of warmth travels envelops her entire frame , body humming from their newfound proximity . the effect vince has on her ? ( it's pathetic ) . hazel could easily give up this charade . she could throw up the white flag . she could wrap herself around him . instead , the girl takes another sip of her drink , trying to maintain her unraveling composure . her expression is like stone , a piece of armor that only vince managed to break . always him . " it's cute that i'm still on your mind . i know i'm a good fuck but god , i never knew you were this desperate to get your dick wet . " an unamused laugh falls from glossy , pink tinted lips while flashbacks of their fervent nights together make her breath hitch . she remembers everything .

the silence stretches , thick and suffocating . gaze then shift to his hands . the same hands that once held her in ways that made her forget — forget time , forget family , forget that she was ever terrified to let him have her . yet they showed a certain tenderness when she really craved it . just like his eyes . . . which she can't help but stare into now . hazel gauges his reaction carefully , taking in the subtle ways his body betrays him — a twitch in his jaw and a flicker of jealousy . instinctively , her lips curl into a wider smile . it is not kind , it is not playful . it serves as a reminder that she has the power here . but when he steps closer , she has to grip the bottle tighter to remain steady . and for a moment , she can feel the heat radiating off him , thick like smoke , wrapping around her like a vice . the scent of his cologne mixed with the sharp bite of alcohol . it's familiar . but she stands her ground . she refuses to give him the satisfaction of watching her squirm .

it's true . vince doesn't lose . he is a force of nature in the ring . after every match , hazel felt a rush of pride mixed with awe . though technique did not draw her in . it's the way he gives everything in a fight . nothing ever half — assed . and she admires that the most about him . " oh , now it's a problem . you used to love my mouth , remember ? " there is a cruel twist of enjoyment to her voice . smooth tone carries the kind of indifference that hazel knows will drive him crazy . " you of all people should know i'm capable of talking shit all by myself . " without hesitation , her lips hover over his own , never one to back down from a challenge . " unlike you , i don't have anything to prove . "

it's  true  .  she  doesn't  need  an  invitation  .  girls  like  hazel  never  do  .  girls  like  hazel  have  doors  swept  open  for  them  ,  give  blush  stained  cheeks  ,  and  leave  you  feeling  like  an  addict  just  wanting  more  .  VINCE  KNOWS  THAT  FIRSTHAND  .  he  clenches  his  jaw  for  a  moment  .  he  can  always  pretend  to  be  unbothered  and  blase  ,  but  nobody  has  ever  gotten  under  his  skin  in  the  way  hazel  always  knows  how  to  .  she  shrugs  with  indifference  .  her  eyes  dance  away  from  him  as  if  already  bored  .  vince  is  a  man  of  violence  ,  but  around  her  he  wants  nothing  more  than  to  be  soft  .  to  know  the  right  words  to  say  ,  the  right  moves  to  make  .  he  never  does  though  .  because  if  he  did  ,  then  they  wouldn't  be  staring  at  each  other  like  strangers  right  now  .   vince  lifts  his  beer  to  his  mouth  again  and  takes  a  large  swig  .  it  tastes  more  bitter  than  he  remembers  .  unlike  her  ,  his  eyes  stay  dug  right  in  .  he  barely  even  blinks  ,  less  he  misses  a  second  of  his  favourite  drink  :  her  . 

 he  lets  out  a  laugh  at  her  next  words  .   “   yeah  ,  hazel  .  that's  me  .   bored  .  maybe  you  can  make  my  night  more  exciting  like  you  used  to  .  how'd  we  do  it  last  time  ?   in  the  bathroom  ,  with  you  against  the  sink  ,  or  in  my  car  ,  in  the  backseat  ?  ”  vince  isn't  good  with  words  .  he  can't  hurt  or  push  the  knife  in  deeper  like  hazel  can  .  no  ,  that  was  always  her  forte  .  he  was  just  good  at  being  disappointing  in  every  other  way  .  he  takes  another  swig  of  his  beer  ,  aware  of  the  partygoers  around  them  ,  all  too  unaware  of  him  and  hazel  and  the�� distance  between  them  .  he  could  fill  this  gap  easily  .  he  could  put  a  hand  to  her  cheek  (  if  she'd  let  him  )  and  lean  his  forehead  against  hers  .  there's  a  lot  that  vince  could  do  ,  but  instead  he  busies  his  hands  by  moving  the  beer  bottle  to  -  and  -  fro  ,  cold  icy  sweat  drops  hanging  off  it  . 

 her  next  words  make  him  feel  like  he  was  tunnel  vision  suddenly  .  he  snaps  to  attention  in  a  way  that  they  both  know  he  would  .  vince's  jaw  works  ,  twitching  ,  grinding  .   “  your  boyfriend  ?  ”   he  repeats  ,  voice  low  .  his  jaw  clenches  ,  before  he  reminds  himself  to  relax  .  vince  swallows  once  ,  twice  ,  three  times  .  she  delivers  her  next  words  like  a  perfect  soliloquy  .     “  your  boyfriend  is  damon  garth  ?  ”   he  doesn't  know  why  he  repeats  it  ,  checks  it  ,  needs  it  clarified  .  he's  only  fighting  one  guy  tomorrow  and  now  he  feels  like  he  has  an  even  more  punchable  face  than  before  .  vince  takes  a  step  closer  to  hazel  .  their  skin  could  almost  touch  .  almost  brush  .  they're  filled  with  almosts  ,  songs  of  not  quites  .  “  we  both  know  i  don't  lose  hazel  .  ”  vince  was  born  fighting  .  he  raised  his  fists  once  and  never  put  them  back  down  .  she's  iced  him  up  ,  bandaged  him  up  ,  wiped  blood  from  him  enough  times  to  know  that  even  when  he  loses   -  he  fights  like  hell  to  make  it  a  good  one   .  VINCE  DOESN'T  GO  DOWN  EASY  .   “   he  sends  you  ,  his  little  girlfriend  ,  to  do  the  shit  talking  for  him  ?  ”  vince's  voice  is  quieter  ,  almost  dangerous  ,  as  he  eyes  hazel  now  .  “  i  know  i  wasn't  much  ,  but  fuck  .  hazel  .  you  really  downgrade  to  some  losers  .  or  is  this  another  attempt  to  piss  mummy  and  daddy  off  ?  ” 

[xslashers]

Vincent Sinclair | NSFW Alphabet

Vincent Sinclair X Fem!Reader

Warnings: nsfw content (obviously), MINORS DNI

Word Count: 2,059

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Vincent is HUGE on aftercare. He loves taking care of you after you had just been so good for him. Usually, he'll take a shower with you, but if he went a little too hard and you don't feel like it, he'll grab a warm wash cloth and clean you up the best he can before carrying you to his bed and tucking you in, AND he gives the BEST cuddles!

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Vincent was insecure about most of his body. Between his brother's comments and the way his parents forced him to wear a mask, how could he not be? However, he is starting to be little more confident with the help of you. If he HAD to pick, his favorite thing about himself would be his hands. The things he could do with them amazed him sometimes.

His favorite part about you, however, would be your eyes. Of course, he loved every single inch of you, but your eyes were magical to him. They held so much emotion and the way they sparkle when you smile makes his heart swell.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Vincent is a very respectful man. He's always putting your needs before his own. But that doesn't mean he won't cum on your tits or ass. Sure, it gets a little messy, but he loves seeing your body littered with spurts of his cum.

But if you want him to cum inside you, you bet your sweet ass that he fuckin' will.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Vincent is an artist, obviously, he's in love with you. So what do you get when you mix very detailed artwork with a super hot babe? You get drawings and paintings of you in very sinful positions, doing very sinful things. Vincent has sketchbooks full of these certain drawings, though he would NEVER admit it. He has them hidden away somewhere where no one will ever find them.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Before you, Vince wasn't with anyone. Sure, he's gotten a few hard-ons and experimented a little, but that's about it. After you, though? All you have to do is show him once and he's caught on. Everything he knows, he learned from you, and he's so good at it, too. He's a quick learner!

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

It may be a little old school, but Vince loves missionary. He loves to see your facial expressions whenever the tip of his dick brushes over that one special spot.

He loves being able to hold you down with his hands, he loves the feeling of your legs wrapped around him, he loves the stunning view he gets of your chest. Everything about it is perfect.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

For the most part, Vince is serious about sex. But there have been some times where he's let out a laugh or two.

For instance, the one time he had you in a position with your legs pulled over his shoulders and you started yelling for him to stop. He was TERRIFIED that he had hurt you, but you started busted out laughing, complaining about a fuckin' Charley Horse in your calf. He laughed too, finding the situation to be almost comical.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Vincent doesn't really care, to be honest. I mean, he never cared about it before and you never told him to do anything about it, so he doesn't care about it now.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Man, Vince is a sucker for romance. He'll make you a nice candle lit dinner and then fuck you on the table afterwards.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He used to jack off quite a lot, his hand being the only relief he could get. But now that you have blessed him with your presence, there's literally no use in masterbating when he can just come to you. He knows you'd help take care of him. No questions asked.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

It's safe to say that Vince is definitely into wax play. Along with that, he's very keen on getting praised. He spent most of his life being told that he'll never be good enough, so MAKE SURE you tell him how good he's doing. He'll eat that shit up.

I can also see him being into hunter/prey play. Imagine him chasing you down, like this man is massive and that would be terrifying, but then he just fucks you were he catches you?

As well as begging and definitely hair pulling!

And fucking voyeurism and exhibitionism. Except if the people watching are his brothers. Absolutely not.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Vince is down to do it anywhere he knows his brothers won't see. If he knows Lester is out of town and Bo is at the garage, he'll fuck you in any room in the house, even on Bo's bed.

You also have a weird thing about doing it in the church and movie theater. Yeah, you know the wax figures are dead and they can't see/hear you, but there's just something about it that makes it exciting. Oh, and you quite enjoy the fact that his own fucking mother is mere feet away from you as you're riding him in a church pew.

His FAVORITE place, though? That's easily gotta be in the basement at his desk, with you laid across it.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You get to the point sometimes where you're just SO needy for him and you can't be patient any longer. You'll try and coax him out of whatever he's doing and come fuck you instead. He knows exactly what you're doing though, he loves that you need HIM so bad. He just likes to hear you beg for him.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Never, would he ever, do a threesome. He never thought he'd find someone for himself and he's not about to share you with ANYONE.

Anything that includes his brother's watching is a hard pass. He doesn't want them ogling over you or trying to correct them on what he's doing.

Do not degrade him. I will hunt you down myself if you say anything degrading towards him.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Oh man, Vince is obsessed with going down on you. He could stay between your legs for days if you'd let him. The sounds you make, the taste of you, the way your hands tug at his hair? He prefers to give.

But he would never say no to a blow job. The way your lips wrap around his cock as you tried to take in his entire length, but fail miserably, was just too cute. The first time you ever gave him head, he was in a literal personal heaven.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It all depends on the day. Usually, he's more soft, hard, and passionate, only speeding up if you've asked him to do so. But if he's had a particular troublesome day, or if Bo said some shit that irritated him, he'd be fast and rough. Either way, both was perfectly fine by you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Eh, he doesn't prefer them. He knows he can take his time with you and do things properly, so why rush it?

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

If you were into something, he'd be down to try it. If he'd see something in a movie, he'd wanna try it, just to be sure that he wasn't missing out on anything.

One time, you suggested fucking in Bo's truck. At first, Vincent didn't want anything to do with that, but then he thought, why not? It'd be kinda hot fucking in his asshole brother's car. And he'd never know about it. So you two waited until Bo was passed the fuck out on the couch and snuck outside.

It was cramped, and the two of you accidentally pressed the horn a few times, but it was a fun experience and Bo still has no idea to this day.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Vincent has a lot of stamina. He could last for hours. He'd make you cum three times before he's even came once. He usually lasts about 2-3 rounds, before he's worn out and needs a nap.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Nope, Vincent likes to do everything himself. If you had any, say goodbye because he'd get rid of them. You don't need a vibrator or dildo when you have a man that would do those things for you! And you have to admit, Vincent was better at it anyway.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Vince likes to tease you enough to the point where you'll start begging. He LOVES hearing you beg for him. The way your eyes start to fill with tears, you pout up at him, and the needy tone in your voice when you're begging for his dick? He fucking LOVES that. He won't make you wait too long though, he needs your pussy just as much as you need his cock.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Vincent rarely uses his voice, so the only time you get to hear it, is when he's groaning, grunting, and growling during sex. You adore the sounds he makes and you're doing anything you can to hear them. He can get pretty loud sometimes, but usually he's quiet.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

People are camping on the outskirts of Ambrose all the time. And with your and Vince's kink for doing it in public places, the two of you found yourselves at a campsite. There were two tents set up, with one vehicle parked.

So you two did what any other person would do, and he fucked you on the hood of a random person's car, while they slept.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Oh boy, Vincent is packing. He never really noticed how big he was until his first time with you, when he saw your eyes widen and you said something along the lines of "there's no fucking way that's fitting." He made sure it fit, though. Every last inch.

Vincent is packing a whopping 10-inches, I don't care and no you can't change my mind. His dick is so fucking beautiful, y'all. It slightly curves up, perfect for hitting that one special spot, and there's a vein starting on the underside of it, wrapping around to the top. And he's thick, too! It doesn't matter how often the two of you fuck; every time, you need a minute or two to adjust to his size.

And the best part is that he knows exactly how to use it to make you feel good.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Vincent loves having sex with you. It's his favorite part of the day! But he doesn't NEED it, though he definitely prefers it. It just makes him feel better mentally and physically and it's a great way to blow of steam. You're down to do it anytime/anywhere he wants to.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn't fall asleep until you do. He's very protective of you and he knows you feel the safest when you're around him. So he'll watch you as you fall asleep, gently rubbing his fingers over your beautiful features and moving your hair behind your ear. And then when he knows you're fully asleep, he'll tuck his head into your chest and wrap and arm around you, before falling into a deep sleep.

[l0serloki]

Day Off

Chamber x Reader

Genre : Fluff

Summary : Reader finally gets their day off from work. Who knows what will happen when they venture out to the lake?

WC : 800

A/N : It’s 4 am? Time to write brainrotting fluff and cheese. Also artist!chamber lives in my head rent free.

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Today was your day off from protocol and you knew exactly where you were going to spend it. There was a lake not far from base and you were dying to lay down and relax. Maybe even draw or read if you had the energy. This was the first time in months that you were able to feel free from the shackles of agent missions and supporting your friends. It took a toll on your mental health and thankfully Viper had noticed and given you the day off. You loved your friends and helping others but sometimes you have to help yourself first. 

You soon had arrived at said lake with your picnic blanket and bag in hand. Laying down on the soft grass, you look up at the sky. You could always count on it to be constant, no matter what part of the world you were in. Feeling the breeze against your skin you close your eyes and let yourself rest. 

You were stirred awake when you felt a person draw near and jolted up. You turned to check who had walked over and met a familiar face. Your dear friend Chamber smiled and sat down next to you. “Seems you have taste Y/N. I came here to sketch and be alone and yet it seems I cannot get rid of you. Quite the beautiful spot, no?” You nodded back at him as you both glanced out at the body of water. “Very beautiful indeed. And if anything I could say you’re just following me Chamber. Not that I mind much or blame you. I am pretty cool.” You could feel yourself beam when you heard his hearty chuckle. “Ah well I will have to agree there. You are very talented Y/N.” 

Chamber always had a way with words and you knew he was a sweet talker. Whenever he made comments in the past you had rubbed them off and told yourself not to get attached. But as missions went on and you grew closer to the Frenchman you learned more. He didn’t compliment something unless he meant it and he wasn’t as cold hearted as the others made him out to be. Yes, he has his mistakes - much more than he was probably willing to tell you. But then again, didn’t you all? Vincent had slowly warmed your heart and you only ever wanted the best for him. With his random appearance today, you could only imagine what dates would be like with him if you ever made that jump. 

“No no keep looking that way dear. Turn back to stare off at the lake.” You felt Chamber’s pencil tap your cheek as you moved back. “Are you drawing me Vince?” The thought alone of being his muse made your stomach do flips. “Well of course my sweet, I did come out here to draw some beautiful scenery after all. I should be done in just one minute.” You stood your body still as you waited for him to say otherwise.

“Okay, I am done. You can move now ma belle.” You turned to meet his gaze and then looked down. “Can I see the drawing Vince? Don’t feel forced if it’s personal though.” He moved closer so your shoulders were touching and laid the sketchbook in your lap. The drawing itself was impeccable and you were shocked to notice how much detail it had for just a few minutes. “Wow.. This is amazing. You’re so talented Vin.” You turned to look at him and almost gasped at how close he was.

“Excuse my bluntness Y/N. I can’t help but want to kiss you. May I?” Chamber’s eyes felt like they were boring a hole through your skull and it set you on fire. “Yes. A million times yes.” A small laugh left him as you both leaned in. Your lips met and Chamber had set a slow tempo. He ran his thick fingers through your hair as you scooted closer in need of more. You ran your hands down his simple button down and grazed his jean clad thighs. He was so warm to the touch and you never wanted to break away from him. 

After what seemed like forever and only one second at the same time, Chamber broke the kiss. You sighed, putting your head in his neck and his arms held you tight. “Maybe fate is on our side mon trésor. After all, it has given me our first date today. That is if you will have me?” Your hands gripped tighter at his shirt and you smiled against his flesh. “You are stuck with me, remember?” 

Today was definitely a good day off..

[slasherscream]

Hi I don’t know if you write for Thomas Hewitt or Vincent Sinclair but if you do you could you please make some headcanons about them and the other slashers like if they got into a fight with their s/o and how it would go, what it would be about, and how they would make up with their s/o please? It’s totally fine if you don’t want to. But if you do then thank you so much!

fighting with the slashers 

A/N: i do write for vincent (on a related note i also write for bo and maybe lester i haven’t tried him out yet)!

vincent sinclair 

You didn’t stay put when Vincent told you to and you got hurt. 

You hadn’t planned to leave. Until the sun started to go down and no one came back to the house to check up on you the way they so often do when there are visitors in town.

You are Ambrose’s second best kept secret. Alive because Vincent took one look at you and couldn’t bare to hurt you. And though Bo gripes about you he couldn’t tell Vincent no. Not when Bo saw the way Vincent held you behind him, head lowered but shoulders set, ready to actually fight him on something for once in their lives. 

So you’re kept in the house when there are people around. Other than not being able to leave it’s your only real rule. Vincent wants you to have no part in the more grisly aspects of the town and Bo and Lester honor his wish.

But the town is dead silent and no one has come to check on you. Most times Lester even comes to stay with you like some sort of babysitter. It used to irritate you, despite your fondness for the youngest brother. Now without him there your hands shake, and your eyes wander, and your ears burn as if pumping extra blood there will make you hear better. But there’s nothing to be heard. No screams. No cries. No Bo shouting. No guns going off. 

So you leave the house, searching for one of them. Instead you’re found by a survivor and held hostage in front of the twins. 

You all stand still for a long while, the victim not knowing what to do and the boys unable to move due to the knife digging into your neck, already drawing blood. 

Lester had been the one to save you, sneaking up behind your captor and stabbing them. You ran to Vincent on shaking legs and he gathered you into his arms, moving to take you back home. You could hear the screams of the man who’d almost killed you ringing through the streets behind you and shivered.

Vincent had cleaned your cut in silence and somehow had managed to barely touch you. Before you could blink he’d shut himself into his workshop and you were left alone until Bo came home and chewed you out.

You kept yourself busy cleaning and then prepared for bed, knowing it would be awhile before Vincent would come and join you. The sleep didn’t come easy as you were still shaken up, but eventually it came. 

You woke in the middle of the night to an empty bed and realized that if you didn’t go to get him Vincent wouldn’t be getting any sleep tonight. 

You walk drowsily through Ambrose’s underbelly, the smoldering heat not doing you any favors, until you arrive at Vincent’s workshop where he’s hunched over his desk, unmoving. 

Not wanting to startle him you call his name quietly and you see his head tilt in acknowledgement but he doesn’t turn to look at you. 

Slowly you move until your front is resting against his back, even slower your arms encircle him and you kiss his shoulder, feeling guilty at the tension laying dormant in them. “I’m sorry, Vince. I was just worried about you so... so I left the house. I shouldn’t have. I’m sorry I didn’t listen. I won’t do it again.”

He turns and there’s a pause, and then he moves his hands, fluid but slow. They’re shaking despite how strong you know they are. He tells you how he can’t lose you. How he loves you. He asks you to promise him that next time you’ll listen and you do, and you mean it. 

It’s only then that he pulls you into his lap and holds you tightly. You think he’s crying behind his mask but you just hold him back equally as tight and whisper I’m sorry against his steady pulse. 

pelle

He doesn’t like the company you keep. 

He has a plan. He has a plan to take you away from this strange, uncaring world that doesn’t deserve you. That doesn’t love you or care about you. If he sticks to the plan everything will be so easy. 

But sometimes Pelle loves you too much to bite his tongue. 

He can see it clearly, your perfect future where he takes care of you, and his family takes care of you, and you let them do it, and you’re happier for it; but you don’t live in that perfect future, you live in the frigid, imperfect present.

Here you stay up late in the night to help a friend finish a term paper when last week they didn’t even call when you were sick. You gave a classmate your umbrella to borrow a month ago, and today you come back shaking from the rain because they never bothered to return it.

A thousand little kindnesses that the world outside the Hårga spit on. 

He knows that all these moments of careless apathy towards you will only strengthen the draw you’ll feel when you finally meet his family.

You have the heart of a Hårga and he knows that you’ll feel that connection.

Still, the way the outside world, the way your friends and family slight you at every turn, makes his blood run hot. He’s never felt anger like this before. It is all consuming and yet he must stomach it alone.

And so his tongue is careless sometimes. He asks in tones that he shouldn’t use with you “you’re going out with them again?” and “but didn’t they-?” and still he is angry. The words do not ease the feelings because they do not fix the problem. 

Pelle must lead you into the arms of his family and their way of life. He cannot push you. But he doesn’t know how not to take care of you. 

He wants to beat away the leeches and moths that cling to your light and whisk you away to home where the sun will warm you with its love.

Your fights are gentle, and so you might never refer to them as fights when people ask you if you ever argue with Pelle. 

There is no yelling, or balled fists, or the animal sensation of fight or flight. He leads you to sit down with him and holds your face in his hands. Unthinkingly you mimic the gesture and he smiles at you lovingly. One kiss and he tells you that he doesn’t like your friends. Another and he says that you deserve better, deserve the world. 

You try to get a word in edgewise, to deny the claims he makes, to tell him that they really do care about you, but the words are smothered by his soft lips. He kisses you until your brain goes somewhere loved and numb. He slips your coat off of your shoulders and pulls you close. He keeps you there until you forget that you had anywhere to be besides his arms. 

You and Pelle don’t fight. 

chucky and tiffany 

Tiffany is used to Chucky being a piece of shit. You are not.

Upside to fighting with Chucky is that Tiffany is immediately on your side, even if you’re in the wrong (I’m joking it’s always Chucky’s fault.)

Downside is that the whole house is now up in fucking chaos. 

chucky: tiff where are my fucking keys?

tiffany: in hell! why don’t you go and grab them?

You appreciate her fighting spirit but she’s really going in on y’all’s man. 

Which is not to say that Chucky doesn’t deserve it. Because he does deserve it, but you know from personal experience that being on Tiffany’s bad side is scary.

Why are you and Chucky fighting? Chucky is an insensitive asshole, and even the toughest skin isn’t bullet proof. 

The aftermath of whatever Chucky did is a lot of sullen silence from you; the sounds of a knife chopping a little too loudly in the kitchen from Tiff; and loud bits of huffing and puffing from Chucky as he stomps around the house. 

At first he thinks he can just wait out your anger until you start missing him. It used to work with Tiffany all the time!

But this relationship involves three people. You’re not so quick to get desperately lonely, especially if Tiffany isn’t the partner you’re fighting with. Do you miss Chucky? Sure. Do you miss him enough to let him be an asshole just to get some cuddle time in on the couch? As if! Tiffany is the better cuddler anyway. 

The man child is going to have to say sorry and mean it. 

Of course this means that your relationship is going be sans-Chucky for at least a week.

Tiffany reaches the breaking point before Chucky does. Obviously more in-tune with your feelings she can tell how much the fight is getting to you and no one messes with her sweetheart! Not even Chucky.

You’re going to hear her delicately clearing her throat, look up from your phone, and find Tiffany holding Chucky at fucking knife point. 

tiffany: do you have anything to say, chucky?

chucky, trying to decide if he’ll let tiffany kill him just to prove a point: ....

tiffany: i’ll start with your dick-

chucky: i’m sorry! are you fucking hAPPY?!

You’re gonna be like no!!! I do not accept the apology you gave me under extreme duress! At which point you turn over in bed and pull the covers over your head.

You’ll hear rapid-fire whispering and then the bed dips behind you. A knee presses into your back, and kisses are pressed carelessly to where your head should be beneath the covers. Then, finally, the quietest “I didn’t mean it, doll.” as he pulls the blanket back in order to look at your face. 

You’re stopped dead by the softness on his face. By the softness he let’s you see, even if it’s only for a moment. It might not be the words I’m sorry but it sounds like them. It sounds like an I miss you, as well.

When you drop your phone and throw your arms around his neck, touching him for the first time in a week, Chucky sighs in relief. 

Not ten seconds passes before Tiffany has thrown herself over the both of you, suffocating you in her loving embrace. Just like that, balance is restored in the Lee Ray-Valentine household. For now. 

[slashersaremylovers]

I really appreciate finding your blog, it's very great, can I ask you for a NSFW Alphabet on the beautiful wax boy, Vincent Sinclair?

NSFW alphabet: Vincent Sinclair.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Vincent is a gentle boy with when it comes to you, he likes to hold in his arms, put his face on your chest, while you caress his long silky hair, he likes to give you chaste kisses on your lips.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His beautiful artist's hands, they are so big and at the same time soft, they are perfect for sculpting and shaping your body at the same time.

Vince loves every part of you, but if he had to choose your thighs, he doesn't know why but he thinks they are attractive and loves giving him soft bites.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Vicente likes to see you dripping his semen off of you, he thinks it's kind of sexy, although he doesn't have a problem with reproducing some Slashers, he prefers to see them as somewhat possessive. He can also smudge a little with his fingers and use them as a brush to draw on your abdomen or chest. If you try to swallow it, it doesn't taste quite right, basically because of its irregular diet. I'll just tell you it's pretty thick and milky.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Drawing you in erotic positions, they may or may not be sexual, but more does it in an artistic way. He will draw you a lot, he has at least two sketchbooks, one more innocent and the other that he does not want to show you yet.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Vincent has no sexual experience, however he knows what to do and also knows the human body perfectly from head to toe, so do not hesitate that any time he will know how to make you come.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

This boy is something traditional that is to say the missionary, I think that seeing you under him and covering you with his body is very exciting. Besides the missionary, he also has a special taste for the reverse cowgirl, he just see you riding him from behind where he can see your back and your butt, that's a delight.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

No, he does not like to joke when it comes to you, you are very important to him and he also does not have much confidence with that, I thought you could be upset.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Vincent doesn't have much down there and that's surprising as he has a long mane on his head. Apparently he gives himself a bit of clipping you must from time to time. It is thin, quite fine and black in color.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Romance for Vincent is a subject he longs for, yet he doesn't know how to have that kind of connection, until you showed up. It is something completely new for him, but he has been able to adapt. He is quite a caring person, somewhat self-conscious but with his beloved partner he is quite tender, he will literally treat you as his greatest work of art.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He does not usually do it, basically because his work consumes him and he does not have much time to take care of himself, however when he does have it it is quite uncomfortable and frustrated. However, now that he already has a partner, he does not do it, he always hopes that you like to do it with him, it makes him more comfortable and because he wants that romance.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He doesn't have many, but nevertheless the ones he likes the most are bondage, waxing, body worship, praise.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Their shared room, being a reserved and at the same time introverted person, prefers things calmly and where their siblings do not bother them.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Vincent doesn't need much motivation, just every time you feel like making love he will be too, although once he surprised you when he was seducing you and he succeeded.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

No hitting, humiliation or hurting him that is something he does not like and he would not do to you either.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

The king of oral sex. He has despite not talking much he knows how to use his tongue perfectly if you understand me, wink, wink. He will always prefer to give you pleasure than him, although he does not complain if you help him a little.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

With Vince, it will always be slow as sensual, well that will always depend on you, you choose and he obeys, although he will always prefer soft sex, he does not refuse for something more rough.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

It is not his thing, but I do not deny it, he prefers to take his time and savor the moment, however he does have a lot of work, he will accept it to release some tension and spend some time with you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

It's not too risky, because it's somewhat self-conscious, however once Bo and Lester caught them having sex on the couch, you still remember Bo's disgusted face and Lester's mischievous smile, since that day Vincent cannot fully see his brothers' faces without melting the mask of shame.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He has very good stamina, doing almost all the work on his own has only given him a good physical shape. He lasts for a considerable time until you ask him to stop.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Another guy who hates sex toys, he's not his thing that's more of Bo. However Vincent has thought more than once to put on cute cat ears and a plug-in tail.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he is not confident enough or cannot bear not letting you please, even though he once caught you mocking you, you really don't know how he can react, but you don't complain.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Soft sighs, light curses, her breathing heavy without the wax mask, as she speaks to you with her raspy voice.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He wishes he didn't have to work too hard to spend more time with you and that makes him feel guilty, even though you told me he shouldn't.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Have you heard the saying the quiet ones without the worst? Well basically it's true with Vincent, he's pretty big. He is as wide as he is long, even he is a couple of centimeters bigger than Bo.Fairly pale, with a nice pink head and a cute throbbing vein surrounding it. Vincent is 21.4 cm tall, not bad, right?

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Before knowing his libido was quite low and he was more focused on his work, he was almost asexual, until you arrived and his libido began to skyrocket, he is not someone who is thinking about sex 1mBefore knowing his libido was quite low and he was more focused on his work, he was almost asexual, until you arrived and his libido began to skyrocket, he is not someone who is thinking about sex 1m all day, well only if you make fun of him and he will be.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards

He will always wait for you until you fall asleep, then he will hug you or draw you for a while.

[skaterboyfriend]

instead of studying i decided to spent my time outlining some tattoo headcanons i have for sam... some more thoughts below the cut!

in order of how he got them:

vince's snail: i have a little brother 11 years my junior- i know that when you have such a large age gap between you and your sibling, your role dissipates as an older sibling and you end up becoming a second parent. yes of course my little brother still relies on our mother and father, however when he has an issue with friends, needs homework help, is hungry/thirsty/lonely/mad/crying/WHATEVER- he comes to me first. especially with kent gone and jodi busy trying to support her boys, sam had to take on both a fatherly and motherly role towards vincent, despite still being a kid himself- thus he did all the mom/dad-type things: take him out to the park, teach him how to ride his bike, collect all his little scraps of doodles and writing throughout his school career, bandage him up upon skinning his knees during a tumble... one day vincent presents a colored paper, clearly with lots of love and effort put into it. vincent has a sort of strange fascination with snails and knows his brother loves to skateboard... putting two together to create quite a funny joke, he grew a little snail riding a skateboard! sam adored it so much and upon turning 18, he realized that vincent's drawing is probably the best idea in the entire world for a first tattoo!

sam moved to the valley, went to high school with abigail and sebastian, vibed together in band class -> became besties and ultimately formed a band upon graduating. they never thought they'd get far but once, after a small short set at the harvest festival a few years after forming the pelicans, a young woman excitedly complimented the trio, telling them of a battle of the bands night next week at zuzu city at the club she works at -> they should totally enter! they won EASILY and capped the night with partying + lots of booze -> maybe made some bad ideas! the three woke up in a trashy motel with killer headaches and a tattoo on their inner arms. jodi, robin, and caroline all went livid!

he had always been called a people pleaser by all sorts of people in all sorts of ways- by friends who were charmed with how he always seemed to put others above himself, by jealous onlookers who resented how easily he offered himself to be of help, by exes who despised how he always had to play the good guy... he couldn't wrap his head around how that's not necessarily a good thing- how sometimes giving too many pieces of yourself will leave you hollow. he instead wears the title as badge of honor, staining it above his heart!

upon meeting delilah and realizing just how head over heels he's in love with her, it's only natural he would do anything to make her smile. their relationship was something he's never experienced before: just everything seemed like total bliss- nothing like what he's grown up accustomed to [absent husbands, crying wives...] it only made sense he'd ink his love for her as a permanent tattoo. . . one hot summer morning, delilah took a pair of scissors to his mullet after he complained that he couldn't sleep- his hair was getting long and the heat was unbearable. while trimming his locks, she recalled a myth of a woman who cut the blessed hair of her lover, which rendered him weak and ultimately got him murdered brutally- people argued that despite knowing she meant ill, he loved her far too greatly to deny her anything- the twist, delilah added as she yanked his hair, trying to remove the knots- is that they bore the same names as the couple. and it was such an ironic thing that sam couldn't forget it... upon realizing delilah's the woman he wants to marry, he decided to get a tattoo of its symbolism- a pair of scissors upon his back. delilah would run a finger across it at night and laugh to herself. yes, sam would die for her, happily so- whatever she needs, even if if be his death- he'd oblige.

a year after their wedding, sam and delilah got matching tattoos because they are fucking insane <3 sam with his bunch of dahlias and delilah with a sun <3 lowkeyyy in love with themmmm

[kaeyas-beloved]

Between Lovers and Lovers Only

Vincent x MC // Shakespeare x MC || Ikemen Vampire

Something between a mix of romantic and married life HCs for Vince and Will (individually)!

Warning(s): Will might be a little OOC

Requested from Wattpad! Sorry if these are a little short or not the best!

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Vincent van Gogh

Every morning, without fail, Vincent always plants a kiss on your forehead, completely and utterly mesmerized at how the sun bathes you in its light

If you happen to get out of bed before Vincent to make breakfast or something he'll silently wrap his arms around you and just watch as you work

Actually, Vincent hugs you a lot throughout the day and cuddles when he can. He just loves being able to hold you <3 His hugs are always warm and tight (but not too tight!)

Cups your face when he kisses a lot too

Also kisses your nose every so often

Paint. The. Walls!

After moving into a house of your own one thing you two did was decorate the walls. Not every wall of every room, but there was a whole room designated to Vincent so he could paint whatever he wanted on it (Comte never let him when he lived in the mansion so he was very ecstatic); he also asked if you would paint on them with him.

You guys definitely did the cliché (?) handprint on the wall or something equivalent to it. It wasn't even intentionally either, rather a happy accident. Maybe one of you touched the wall, fingers stained with wet paint and the rest was history.

Asks you to come with him to flower fields/cliffsides/other landscapes when he goes out to sketch and paint. More often than not though his focus will change to you who lay/sit some distance away. He can't help it, you're a large source of inspiration for him, plus he loves you so much. Of course, he's going to draw/paint you.

Picnic dates in those same fields, the warm spring wind and sun the only other attendees beside yourselves

Vincent has definitely given you a hand made gift for your birthday/anniversary

To avoid getting paint on his wedding ring he'll loop a string through it and wear it as a necklace instead <3 He can't bear to take it off and put it to the side cause he doesn't want to risk losing it.

I feel like Vincent wants to see the world. He wants to show you the place he was born and see the beauty of other countries with you. So, if you’re up for it, maybe some time in your life the two of you will wander the ever-changing world together.

William Shakespeare

I'd like to think that the two of you stay living in the villa together- or something equivalent to it. Something in town, not too big but not too small either. Just perfect.

Two words: Hand. Kisses. Especially on your left hand and over your wedding ring. William also simply rubs his thumb over the metal band at times too.

Slow dancing in the living room?? Yes.

Definitely has dipped you into a kiss cause he can (if you allow him that is)

At one point you both had a mini poem competition to see who could win the other's heart with their words first (Shakespeare has to admit you did write a couple that made his heart dance in his chest)

Is constantly giving you single flowers and some kind of cheesy poetic comment to go with it (usually it’s how the flower could never compare to your beauty but is a close second. Therefore, he found it only fitting that he should present it to you)

Will adores your smile with how pure and full of happiness

Surprises you with gifts every once in a while - it's always something small and material though. Gloves, jewelry of some kind, perfume, books, things like that.

Shakespeare strikes me as the kind of guy that knows how to play some kind of instrument - I just don't know what. That being said, if you ever ask him then he'll play for you. Usually something slow and full of emotion

As dates the two of you go and see plays and musicals, just not one's that he's written himself; Will wants to experience a story that he doesn't know the ending to yet.

Sometimes you just walk around town too, window shopping, talking about whatever comes to mind

When you go to bed at night he'll sometimes whisper sweet poetic passages to you, all of them having reminded him of you.

You've turned his tragic-filled life into one of romance and William is enterally grateful for what you've done for him.