#jake is bi af

[hussyknee]

List of Why The Fuck Didn't I Realise I Was Into Women Sooner #2: Catherine Zeta Jones's sword fight with Antonio Banderas in Mask of Zorro.

That part where her hair was hanging loose and wild and he'd cut the shoulder off her nightdress and she disarmed and advanced on him like an avenging Fury, eyes ablaze and breathing hard— fundamentally altered my brain chemistry. Haven't been the same person since.

[lenafromthenordiccoven]

This Is Only Temporary - Part 3 of 3

(moodboard made by me, Top Gun Maverick screencaps by hd-screencaps, the rest is unsplash.com)

Pairing: Robert “Bob” Floyd x afab!reader x Jake “Hangman” Seresin

Rating: M – MDNI 18+

Word count: 6160

Warnings: Bob and Hangman being menaces, and so is reader (oops), smut with a little bit of plot and fluuuuuff, threesome (MFM), oral (f!receiving), protected PiV, fingering, masturbation (m) light restraining, beginnings of polyamory, Hangman being a little less of a flirty dick who wants what he now knows he can definitely have but also panicking because “oh my god, maybe I’m bi?!”; I’m neither US Navy nor American, so reader isn’t either – meaning there might be a little, uh, criticism here and there (also, we all know aviators are cocky af, right?), not beta-read but I did try to proofread a bit

Summary: After months of irregular phone and video calls, and constant e-mailing back and forth, you finally get to visit your boyfriend, Bob, in California. What you didn’t count on, was the fact that the guest room in his new house was temporarily occupied by one of his colleagues. The same cocky aviator, who can’t help but hit on you when you first meet – and even after he knows, you’re taken.

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A/N: Aaaaand here’s the last part. I was going to apologize for the absolute filth, but, eh, no. Never going to apologize for smut. Also totally didn’t put any of my bi panic into Jake, nooooooo. Songs for this part: I Feel Like I’m Drowning by Two Feet, Alone With You by Ashlee

“Hurry up, man,” Jake said, standing in the half open door to the men’s locker rooms and waiting for Bob. It was Tuesday now, and while he would have thoroughly denied it if anybody ever asked, Jake was excited to get home – to you and to Bob. Bob, who was now hurrying through the door, while smoothing out any potential wrinkles in his khakis.

Since your conversation at Leroy’s on Saturday nothing much had happened – apart from the fact that the three of you had spent more time together to get to know each other. Jake had told you and Bob things he’d never told anyone before, not even Javy. And he felt strangely light, as if the fact that you and Bob accepted everything he told you had lifted a heavy weight from his shoulders. From the responsibility of being the eldest child of four, having to take care of his little sisters and brother, to the guilt he sometimes felt over choosing to join the Navy instead of taking over the family ranch in Texas. (He’d always thought, his eldest sister and her partner were doing a damn fine job of taking care of the ranch, but his father hadn’t always been of the same opinion.)

Well, there was one thing he hadn’t told you yet. Something that gnawed at him, had him lying awake in the middle of the night in the bed of Bob’s guest room. He just didn’t quite know how to express that it wasn’t just you that drew him to this relationship, but Bob as well. How did you tell your coworker and friend that you fancied them and their partner?

“You’re in the way, Jake. Move,” Bob said, interrupting Jake’s train of thought. He was a little grumblier than usual and Jake couldn’t blame him. Today’s training with the new Top Gun students had been brutal – even for their standards and they’d had their asses handed to them by Maverick repeatedly. (Not to mention that detachment that Bob and Jake had unanimously decided to never mention to you. Ever. All you knew, was that the training had been hard and the mission dangerous. You didn’t need to know more than that.)

“Right, sorry.” Jake moved out into the hallway and kept walking, Bob right on his heels to the parking lot. It wasn’t just that both were eager to get off base after a hard day, or that you were waiting for them at home. No, you’d taken your time to send a teasing text to the group chat with only you, Bob and Jake, around noon. Jake thought, maybe that text was partly to blame for their performance today. But he would never blame you for it. If anything, he would be thanking you for reminding them that they had a date this evening. A date with you. In the bedroom you and Bob shared.

Just as they’d done on Saturday, Jake and Bob had carpooled to base again today. Bob was driving now, his face still twisted into a scowl behind his glasses. If Jake didn’t feel the same way to some degree, he would have teased him for it. But his usual teasing and banter that came lightly over his lips just wouldn’t flow today. Not with the way anxiety – and anticipation – were pooling in his stomach, pushing out any other thought until there was only room for you and Bob in his mind.

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If only Jake had known that you weren’t doing any better on the anxiety front, maybe it would have helped him. But you’d put on a brave face, played the role of the teasing girlfriend over text, while you imagined what their reaction would have been. Had they seen your text during their lunch break? Or – and that thought brought a little smile to your face as you emptied the dishwasher and put the glasses away – had you unintentionally interrupted a meeting? You could imagine, Bob would have had a hard time hiding his surprise at your written boldness. And with what you’d come to know about Jake over the last few days, you’d think, he would’ve had a very hard time concentrating on the rest of the meeting. The sound of the front door opening pulled you out of your thoughts and towards the archway into the living room.

“Honey, we’re home,” you heard Jake call out. One of them shut the door behind them just as you rounded the corner to the entryway.

They hadn’t seen you yet, so you opted for simply leaning against the wall, arms crossed in front of your chest. “Well, hello there, Lieutenants.”

Both of their heads snapped upwards at your voice. You’d caught them in the middle of taking their shoes off. Bob had apparently been caught so off guard that he tipped to the side with a small yelp, before he braced his arm against the wall. The sight made you giggle, which in turn brought two smiles to two very tired faces.

Jake was the first to reach you. He pulled you in with an arm around your waist, pressing his body against yours before he dipped down to kiss you. It wasn’t a shy kiss – and it definitely wasn’t the first one you’d shared –, but even with the slightly desperate way his lips moved against yours, you could tell, he was tired. “Hi.”

“Hi,” you breathed back, grinning up at him. “How was your day?” You’d asked the question to both of them, but as Bob moved to cup your jaw and neck with one of his hands and kissed you equally as hungry as Jake had, you almost forgot you’d asked them a question in the first place.

“Kind of sucked, to be honest. But that text that you sent… Sweetheart, you should be glad, neither of us were flying at that moment,” Jake responded. Bob just leaned his forehead against your shoulder with a groan and nuzzled into your neck, moving to embrace you from behind. He essentially trapped you between him and Jake.

Your heartbeat picked up and you swallowed hard before you tilted your head with what you hoped was a coy smile. You played with the nametag and buttons on Jake’s uniform shirt. Looking up at him through your lashes, you replied: “Really? Didn’t think the great Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin would be losing control that easily.”

“Oh, with you, I bet he would.” Bob had mumbled against your skin, before he went back to lightly nibbling on the spot where your neck and shoulders joined. Well, what little skin he could reach without moving your shirt collar.

Jake moved his hands away from your waist. You were about to protest, but they were immediately replaced by Bob’s arms snaking around your body – and then you felt both Jake and Bob press against your middle. You gasped at the heat radiating off both of them. But as Jake’s hands gripped Bob’s hips and had pulled him closer against you, you could see something else shimmering in his green eyes. Underneath the indisputable desire for you, you thought, you could see the churning vortexes of something familiar – fear, insecurity. You brought your right hand up to gently brush your knuckles against Jake’s cheekbone. He nuzzled into the touch, closing his eyes with a shaky sigh.

“Why don’t we order some take-out and relax on the couch for a bit, hm?” you suggested. Not that you weren’t nervous about this whole thing either – you’d never shared Bob with anybody, nor had he ever watched you get fucked by somebody else. It was something new, and it was only natural that you’d all be a little nervous about it in the beginning. You might have said on Saturday that this was only temporary, however, you could feel it in your bones that this could turn into more. But it wouldn’t do any of you any good if one of you got too stuck in their head to really enjoy it or participate.

“Sounds like the perfect idea, darlin’,” Bob mumbled against your skin. Jake nodded against your hand and then you felt his arms fall away. He released you from the embrace, took a step back.

“I’ll let you slip into something more comfortable then.” You turned in Bob’s arms to press a quick peck to his lips, stroking your hand through his hair once, then again. “Do you want me to order while you’re getting changed, or do you want to take that decision together?” You glanced over your shoulder at Jake, who was now leaning his back against the wall, head tilted back, jaw tense and eyes squeezed shut.

“Together,” he and Bob then said in unison. The sound made you giggle again, and you saw that neither of them could fight the smiles tugging at their lips when they heard you.

“Good to know, you two agree on that. Now, go on. I’ll wait on the couch.” You stepped out of Bob’s arms and moved towards the living room again.

“What, you’re not joining us?”

When you turned around, one eyebrow raised in an attempt to seem unimpressed, you could see Jake smirking in his signature Hangman-style and Bob chuckled. But he couldn’t hide the flush creeping up his neck at Jake’s question. Your heart leaped at the sight, finally seeing them slowly shaking off the day and relaxing in your presence.

“Nope. I don’t think that bathroom is big enough for three people.”

“Fine.” Hangman grumbled something under his breath, pushed himself off the wall and moved towards the stairs. Bob lingered for a moment, then he came over to you, cupped your face in both hands and kissed you with a sigh. You practically melted into the kiss, chasing Bob’s lips when he pulled away. He shot you a wink before joining Jake on the stairs.

“What was that for?” Jake asked. And you thought, he almost sounded offended, maybe at being left out of the loop for the stunt – or he was miffed because he hadn’t thought of that.

“Just a little preview,” Bob replied to Jake. He didn’t have to look at you for you to hear the grin in his voice. Then he surprised both you and Jake when he lightly tapped Jake’s butt with the palm of his hand as he squeezed past him on the stairs. “Come on, man. Dinner’s only gonna take longer if we keep standin’ here.”

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You’d opted for Pizza from a supposedly authentic Italian restaurant – not without you grumbling about how the pizza dough in the States was usually too thick, not authentic at all. But Jake had just shaken his head at your reaction and directed Bob to make the order anyway. After Bob had promised that the Pizza was actually “really good” and that you would like it. He even made a clear distinction between the place where you’d ordered and Domino’s. And when the food had arrived, you had to admit it was pretty good. Still, nothing compared to sharing Pizza with Bob in Italy while on vacation there, but you supposed that was what influenced you anyway – the relaxation of a vacation and actually being in Italy. On the “what to watch”-front, they’d left the choice completely up to you and you’d opted for more Yellowstone, wanting to take advantage of the fact that Robby and you were actually in the same room to watch it.

Now you were all sitting on the couch, your legs thrown over Bob’s lap while he was drawing patterns onto your knee with his thumb, your back and head rested against Jake’s chest, one of your hands was on his thigh – clamping down when your favorite characters got in trouble again. While Jake’s arm was thrown over your waist and his thumb grazed your boobs now and again, trying to play it off as an accident, although you knew exactly what he was doing. And it was working. It became increasingly difficult to concentrate on the events on TV as your boys’ ministrations became more and more apparent. The spots were their fingers grazed your skin, even through the materials of your jeans and shirt, sent heat and wetness pooling between your legs.

You leaned forward towards the coffee table with a groan to grab the remote and paused the episode. When you shifted back onto the couch, Jake had his eyebrows raised at you in a silent question. “We can finish watching that some other time.” You shrugged, suddenly aware that both Bob and Jake were staring at you. All three of you knew what tonight’s plan was. So, why did you suddenly want to retreat? Like you could crumble underneath their gazes as soon as you were taking off your clothes.  You pulled your legs off Bob’s lap to get some semblance of security back and let out a jittery breath.

“Alright.” Jake’s voice was barely more than a whisper. You could see his eyes flitting down to your lips, before his tongue darted out and he licked his bottom lip. God, how you just wanted to nibble on that.

Bob’s hand was suddenly back on your leg, gently stroking your calf. He cleared his throat, but when he spoke, his voice was still low and husky. It eased your mind a little to hear that you weren’t the only one nervous and turned on at the same time. “How about we take this to the bedroom, hm?”

You nodded, but didn’t move for a few seconds, eyes still fixated on Jake’s face. Until you blinked to refocus and finally got up. They trailed after you up the stairs. Despite knowing, they were right behind you, you kept looking over your shoulder to check if that was still true. Every time you locked eyes with one of them, there was nothing but encouragement in them. Love, lust. They wanted this as much as you did, and you just hoped, they could see it in your eyes, too.

You sat down on the edge of the bed in Bob’s and your bedroom, wringing your hands in your lap, anxiety now electrifying your nerves again. Bob passed you with a quick kiss on the top of your head before he moved to the dresser with a Bluetooth speaker sitting on top. Jake entered the room and closed the door behind himself.

He crooked his fingers in your direction, enticing you to move closer to him, accompanied by a low “Come ‘ere”. You did as he asked, exhaling shakily as you reached him. One of his hands landed your waist, gently squeezing the flesh there, while his other came up to caress your cheek. He took your chin between your index finger and thumb and tilted your head upwards. Forcing you to look at him. All the while the soft beats of a slow song filled the room, and you heard Bob draw the curtains. You didn’t recognize the song – could barely make out the lyrics over the thrum of your pulse in your ears – but you knew it had to be on the Spotify playlist the three of you had been putting together since Saturday.

“How do you want to do this?” Jake asked. You could barely focus on what he was saying, asking you. Not with his eyes piercing yours, holding you in place, while his hands stroked your skin through your clothes. And all you could focus on was the need to kiss him. You needed to feel him, feel both of them pressing against you again.

As if you’d said it out loud, you could feel the warmth of Bob’s body coming to stand behind you. His hand gently stroked your hair before you felt him press a kiss to your shoulder. You sighed, but forced your eyes to stay open, to stay on Jake. “How about we get you out of these clothes first. What do you say, darlin’?” Bob’s voice rumbled through you, his hot breath hit your ear and neck and you shivered. But then you nodded. You saw Jake’s gaze move to Bob behind you for a second.

You knew, what was coming and before they could say it, you breathed out a “Yes”.

“Alright then,” Jake murmured, his face maybe an inch away from yours. They worked at a tantalizingly slow pace: first, Jake lifted your shirt, the knuckles of his hands lightly brushed up your sides as he did, and you shivered, again, at the contact. You couldn’t help but press your thighs together at the thought of what those fingers would feel like between your legs. Next, Bob took care of your jeans, unbuttoning them from behind you and pulling them down until the fabric pooled around your ankles. He pressed a tender kiss to the back of your thigh where your leg joined with your ass.

All the while, Jake’s eyes never left yours. Except now, as he let his gaze roam over your body, his hands following the path of his eyes, brushing over an old, faded scar on the top of your left boob down your sides over your stretch marks and tummy. You swallowed hard, mouth suddenly dry, and fought the urge to hide from his hungry eyes. You were suddenly all too keenly aware that both of them were still fully dressed, while you stood before them in your underwear. You squirmed lightly, furrowing your brows. Bob’s hands came up to gently hold onto your hips.

As if he sensed your insecurities creeping back into your skin to nest in your bones, Jake put a finger under your chin and tilted your head upwards again. “You’re beautiful, sweetheart. Don’t go shy on us now. Need you to tell us what you want, after all.”

His thumb brushed your lower lip as you opened your mouth to reply, but only a whimper escaped at the touch. Scrambling to form a coherent thought and to voice it, too, your eye lids fluttered as Bob’s hands began to toy with the waistband of your panties and his lips left tender, but increasingly more desperate and open-mouthed kisses on your shoulders and the back of your neck.

Bob hummed as another whimper escaped you, followed by a huff as you got frustrated that you couldn’t get out the words of what you wanted to say, to tell them where you needed them to touch you. Your heart was pounding in your chest, heat was beginning its journey through your veins again, slowly igniting every nerve in your body.

Jake’s lips pulled into his signature “Hangman” smirk as he cooed: “Aw, not so quick with that sharp tongue of yours now, are we? Have we made you go dumb already?”

You flared your nostrils before you squeezed your eyes shut. Bob’s fingers were inching dangerously close to where you wanted them, and it sent your head spinning. On top of that, you really couldn’t find the right words when Jake was staring at you like you were the most delicious meal he’d ever laid eyes on. Well, at least the flames of arousal melted away your prior feelings of anxiety. Still with your eyes closed and your brows furrowed, you replied: “Not fair when you’re both still dressed and I’m the only one in my underwear.”

You heard Jake chuckle; he stepped closer for a moment. And you gasped when he wedged his still clothed thigh between your legs and bumped against your increasingly wetter core. But it was Bob, who spoke up next.

“Well, we better rectify that, shouldn’t we?”

You nodded, before you whispered another “Yes. Please”, and finally opened your eyes. Just in time to see Jake take a step back and reach for the hem of his shirt. You’d seen him shirtless a couple of times by now, but every time your breath hitched in your throat as your eyes travelled down his pecs, following the trail of hair that vanished below the waistband of his pants. You swallowed and licked your lips, your gaze flicking back up to meet Jake’s when you heard him chuckle at your reaction.

“Still like what you see?” he asked. You could only nod in response.

Then you flinched as you felt Bob retreat and the cooler air of the room hit your barely clothed back. You turned to face him and reached out your hand to stop him from taking his shirt off.

Bob blinked at you. But when you whispered, “Let me”, his hands fell to his sides limply. It was a routine you’d practiced over the years. Whenever one of you wanted to do something for the other that the other could do themselves, you stopped and said, “Let me.” That wasn’t limited to only the bedroom. But it happened here more often than anywhere else. For a moment, you felt guilty over falling back into a routine with Bob while Jake was right behind you – there was no way he would have known about it, you hadn’t had a chance to tell him yet. But as you slowly pulled Bob’s shirt over his head and then kissed his naked chest, you realized, it was just easier with Bob. You knew each other inside and out.

Jake’s hands ghosting over your ass and up your sides brought you out of your head and back to the present again. Goosebumps erupted all over your body as he leaned in to nibble at your earlobe and whispered: “Go lie down on the bed, sweetheart.”

You nodded weakly, your pulse drowning out the music and any other sound again. You faintly registered Bob climbing onto the bed behind you. He sat down leaning his back against the headboard and patted his thighs for you to lay your head down. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you wondered when he’d had the time to take off his jeans. But the thought faded in a whisp of arousal like smoke in the wind when his slender fingers closed around your wrists and pulled your arms onto his lap. He’d taken on the role of gently restraining you, something the two of you hadn’t tried out a lot of times yet. The logistics proved a little difficult when one of his hands was busy toying with you. Although he could easily fit both your wrists into one of his hands. This time, however, that wouldn’t be a problem.

You looked up at him and couldn’t help the heat shooting into your cheeks and down to your core when he winked at you. The smile tugging on the corners of his mouth faded a bit, as he took in your face.

“You sure, you want this?” he asked just as you felt Jake’s hands gently sliding up your naked thighs.

“One hundred percent,” you replied, proud that your voice wasn’t shaking, that you managed to get the words out firmly and with conviction while Jake’s hands set your skin ablaze and sent your head spinning again.

Jake’s face came into view as he hovered over you. One of his hands was now toying with one of the shoulder straps of your bra, while he braced his weight on the other. Between him and Bob, the heat from their bodies caged you in, wrapping you into a warm, safe cocoon. Jake’s hand brushed over your neck and ultimately landed on your cheek, while Bob, still holding onto your wrists, was gently rubbing the skin above your pulse points.

Jake leaned down, his lips hovering against yours. “You’ll tell us when you don’t like something. If you want us to do something different, if you want me to touch you differently. Alright, sweetheart? Don’t be afraid to use that pretty, little mouth of yours.”

“Okay,” you replied, feeling yourself slowly drowning in the hunger of Jake’s gaze. Every other thought melted away as you inhaled his scent that had mixed with Bob’s and he dipped down to kiss you, long and hard. You couldn’t hold back the moan as his hips bucked into yours, your panties and his boxers separating his hard cock from your core. Above you, you heard Bob sigh, probably holding back a moan of his own. You could feel his cock growing harder against your head from where you lay in his lap. You arched your back as Jake’s hands moved to your back to unclasp your bra, the garment landing in another corner of the room when he flung it away without looking.

Then his lips trailed down over your body, briefly sucking on your nipples, before nibbling on the flesh of your breasts and down your tummy. And you could feel your ability to speak close up shop in your brain. All that mattered was the way Bob slightly shifted beneath you at another moan you let out and the way Jake was touching you. Your heart hammered in your chest and you knew, it wouldn’t take much for you to fall apart under either of their touches.

Just as your eyes fluttered closed, you heard Bob from above you, his voice low, dripping with desire the same way your core did by now. “Look at him. See the way he wants to fucking devour you with his eyes alone? Keep looking at Jake while he makes you come on his tongue. Can you do that for us, darlin’?”

You nodded quickly, struggling to concentrate when Jake’s fingers hooked into the waistline of your panties and pulled them down your legs. They went the same way your bra had – somewhere in the bedroom, to be forgotten until you were done. Jake gently grabbed both your thighs and spread your legs. You watched as he licked his lips before he dove straight in, lapping at you with his tongue.

“Oh, fuck.” You gasped as every one of his flicks sent shockwaves through your body, tightening the invisible coil in your belly. Jake’s groan of approval rumbled through you. You threw your head back with a moan when he began to fuck you properly with his tongue. But Bob’s warning drawl of your name made you tilt your head down again to watch Jake eat you out, while he watched every single one of your reactions.

You could feel your first orgasm approaching fast. There was just something about staring into Jake’s eyes while Bob held onto your wrists with one hand, the other toying with your breasts that had nearly seeing stars. You were almost there but couldn’t put it into words. Instead, you opted for letting the whimpers and moans leave your mouth freely. And then Bob whispered “You’re such a good girl for us” while one of his hands pinched your right nipple and you could no longer hold back. You came. Hard. And with Jake’s name tumbling over your lips.

But he only gave you a second to breathe. Still coming down from your first orgasm, you felt his index and middle finger slip inside you as he came up for air. His chin was glistening with your arousal and a grin tugged on his lips.

“Damn, sweetheart. Seeing you come like that on my tongue was so good, I gotta have you do it again. Can you come around my fingers, hm?”

You whined while he curled his fingers inside of you, finding that spongey spot inside of you with such ease, it should have made you feel ashamed of your own reactions. But instead, you felt empowered. You might not have been fully in control, but you felt safe with both of them and, you knew, they would stop immediately if you only said the word. Bob continued whispering filthy things and singing your praises while Jake dove back down to suck on your clit.

The sensations had you writhing underneath their watchful eyes, and you came around Jake’s fingers in no time. Your thighs trembled as you bucked your hips against Jake’s hand and face, mumbling and moaning incoherent fragments of a prayer that would have made even angels blush.

This time, though, Jake was gentler in helping you ride out the ripples of your orgasm that had washed over you like a Tsunami. Bob kept mumbling praises, stroking your hair with the hand that wasn’t holding onto your wrists. Jake’s mouth left your clit and he kissed his way up your body to your lips. You sighed as you tasted yourself on his mouth. But then he surprised you by tilting up and pressing his lips to Bob’s. You watched from Bob’s lap as he stiffened at the contact, but then relaxed into the kiss. The moan that escaped him made you involuntarily squeeze your thighs together, essentially trapping Jake’s hips between them.

The way Jake grinned down at you after pulling away from a now fully flushed Bob made a grin appear on your own lips. Then he looked back at Bob, formerly confident grin now sheepish. “Sorry about that, I –“ He didn’t get to finish his apology as Bob let go of your wrists to cup Jake’s face and kiss him back.

“Don’t apologize for that. Ever. Right, darlin’?”

They both looked down at you and you nodded. You swallowed before finally whispering: “No apologizing for kisses in this house.”

“That’s right,” Bob praised you, one of his hands coming down to gently stroke over your cheek. You closed your eyes, leaned into the touch.

You opened your eyes again when you heard Jake clear his throat and he shifted his body weight. You could have sworn his eyes were shining with adoration for both of you and relief at your reaction.

“Right, where were we?”

“I believe, you were about to fuck me,” you replied. Your desire had slowed down to a simmer, a constant background hum in your blood. But as you swore you could see Jake’s pupils dilate and his eyes grow darker as he remembered where you’d left off, the heat from his gaze sent your blood boiling again.

Jake wasted no time shimmying out of his boxers and grinned at the gasp that left your lips when you saw his cock for the first time. He was rock-hard by now, probably painfully so, and you could see the first beads of precum on the tip. “That shut you up? I haven’t even gotten close to that beautiful pussy of yours, sweetheart.”

“Well, then get to it,” you replied. Again, you were proud of yourself for keeping your voice strong, for even getting out any words at all when your brain was screaming at you to just abandon ship and give yourself to Bob and Jake completely.

“Condom?” Jake asked, and you felt Bob shift underneath you as he leaned over to open the drawer of the nightstand with the box of condoms. He threw one at Jake, who had attempted to catch it – and failed miserably, too distracted by the way you were sizing him up, eying him like he was a piece of candy. He held out the wrapper to you. “Wanna help me out here, babe?”

You obliged with a coy flutter of your eyelashes before you sat up, took the wrapper from his hand – and actually ripped it open with your teeth. You leaned up to kiss Jake, before you let your lips and tongue travel down over his chest. Dipping into his navel and relishing the groan that earned you from Jake. You pressed a quick kiss to his tip before rolling the condom down over his cock.

Jake’s nostrils flared as you straightened up again, leaning in to hover your face only inches from his.

“Are we doing this, or what?” you whispered, lips spread into a wide grin again. As if you’d flipped a switch, Jake grabbed your hips, pulled you flush against for a moment, claiming your lips in a bruising kiss, before he threw you back down on the bed.

“Apparently, I haven’t done my job right, if you’ve still got your wits about you.” He was almost growling as he pushed your thighs apart and slowly guided himself inside you. You moaned at the way his cock was stretching your walls, easily ignoring the slight sting. He was almost as big as Bob, a little thinner, but slightly curved in such a way that he easily hit that spot inside you.

Jake let you adjust for a moment, before he ordered Bob to take a hold of your left arm again. Bob did as he was told without hesitation, gently stroking along your forearm, while Jake intertwined his left hand with your right one. Then he began to move, slow, but deep strokes that brought his hips flush against yours every time he bottomed out.

Your eyelids fluttered shut, this time Bob let you. Jake’s other hand found its home on your hip. He tried to avoid crushing you as he rested his body on top of yours and increasing the pace of his thrusts. Every snap of his hips practically punched the air out of your lungs, and you struggled to hold back your third orgasm of the night. Jake groaned as he felt you clench around him and he lightly bit down on the upper flesh of your breasts.

Bob could probably tell how close you were by the way your mouth hung open and how you were panting and whimpering into Jake’s ear. He gently stroked your hair out of your face, before encouraging you to let go. You thought, you must have gone blind as the white-hot blaze of your orgasm shot through you. All the while Jake’s hands and body on yours and Bob’s whispered variations of “That’s it, darlin’. Let it all go” anchored you to the bed. Otherwise, you were sure, you would have floated away on the waves of pleasure.

Jake wasn’t far behind you, and you barely registered his hips stilling, while you clenched tightly around him, your own body unwilling to let him go. He came with a groan and a whispered string of your name and a litany of curse words.

Behind you, you felt Bob shift in his spot on the bed. Still panting and coming down from your own high, you blinked and tilted your head to catch a glimpse of Bob’s head thrown back against the headboard, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as he fisted his own cock. His cum painted his hand and you bit down on your lower lip at the sight. He’d been so aroused by just watching you and Jake chase your climaxes together, he’d made himself cum with just his hand.

“Damn,” you gasped. Jake mumbled something, apparently finally returning to his own body and then he stilled when he saw what you were looking at.

“Damn, indeed.”

Bob’s eyes shot open as he looked at the both of you and you could see the flush staining his cheeks and painting his ears red. “Couldn’t help myself, sorry.” He sheepishly scratched the back of his neck.

A giggle bubbled up your chest and over your lips.

“What are you apologizing for, Floyd? That’s a pretty big ego boost, if I might say so,” Jake replied and finally climbed off of you. He sat down on the edge of the bed to strip off the condom before tying it off and standing up.

“Not that you needed a bigger ego,” you replied and sat up. You crawled up the bed to where Bob was sitting, leaving a quick peck on his lips before you took his hand and began to clean off his come with your tongue.

You heard both men groan at the sight of you sucking on Bob’s fingers. You shot him a wink before he grabbed you by the back of your neck and kissed you. You sighed into the kiss before pulling away. “As much as I wouldn’t mind continuing this, I’m exhausted. And I think, one of you will either have to carry me to the bathroom or help me clean up. I’m afraid, my legs have turned to jelly,” you said as your hand came up to caress Bob’s still resting on your neck.

“Say no more,” Jake said and vanished out into the hallway. You and Bob chuckled as you stared after him.

You turned back to face him with a smile on your lips, eyelids drooping as the exhaustion really settled in and nested in your bones. “Scratch what I said about this being only temporary. Feels like it could be pretty permanent to me.” “Agreed, darlin’.” Bob kissed you, his tongue entangling with yours before Jake returned with washcloths for both you and Bob and a glass of water. Yep, you had never thought where Jake watching you and Bob fuck would have led you. But you weren’t one to complain about where it had.

[einsteinsugly]

My version of T9S (not my verse), a total overhaul. Circa 1998-9.

Keep Gwendolyn "Gwen" Marie Runck (born 1983) and Nicole "Nikki" Maria Velasco (born 1982) as is, mostly, other than aging them down. Gwen is definitely bi, and Lucy may be, too (see below).

*****

Lucy Katherine Forman (born 1983):

Rename Leia, age her down and have a different actress play her. I have nothing against Callie's acting ability, but she just doesn't look like an ED kid, to me. I would also put a little more Donna in her, maybe a passion for writing and politics (I'd lean more into her being a smart Eric with Donna's interests). She's already part of the debate team, and she has more to bond with Gwen over.

For her parents, Eric's a history teacher, and Donna's a journalist who has just published a book. Lucy is still fairly sheltered, but she has her friends Jay and Will by her side. And her annoying little sister Lauren (born 1989), too.

*****

Jason "Jay" Michael Kelso (born 1982):

Change Jay's mom to Brooke, age him down, and lean a little more into his OG description. Plus, Lucy already knows him (very well), and so do RK. He lives in Chicago, too, with his parents and older sister Betsy. He quickly becomes bffls with Isaac, and they're way less annoying.

*****

Isaac Elliot Runck (born 1981):

At this pt, discard Nate. He's annoying af. Let's just say Sherri was never with Brian, and was/is always with Gwen's dad, Elliot. Since Gwen is younger, she has an older full brother. I'm going to name him Isaac. He's a smart kid with a goofy side. Lucy has always been attracted to Jay, but with Isaac around, she's not so sure. Isaac is dating Nikki, and they're way less toxic together.

*****

William "Will" Eric Hyde (born 1983):

Throw Ozzie away, stat. Anywho, Jackie and Hyde's son. He's a lot like his dad, but is a lot more open and has a bigger heart. He's gay, and is very nervous about coming out (everyone in his inner circle knows, though). He has a loud-mouthed, brash brother Jacob "Jake" (born 1987), who drives him nuts.

For his parents, Hyde proposed in Chicago, and they had a happily ever after. They're close to Eric and Donna, and to Kelso and Brooke. Hyde is a manager of both of Chicago's Grooves, and Jackie is a talk show host.

*****

For Fez, he has a successful hair salon in Chicago, and is dating a guy. He's not messing with Sherri, because Sherri is still with Gwen's dad, Elliot.

[ziracona]

What are your OG Dead by Daylight headcanons for David King? Inquiring minds want to know. :)

Oh geeze I’m bad at answering these because headcanons is so broad I don’t know where to start.

I mean, I guess the contrasting ones are I kept the OG story (I hate the rehash bc it makes him way too similar to Jake Park in backstory but also bc the OG of ‘his rich ass parents are like ‘Ok 😊 have fun living in squalor and working shit jobs bc you feel like it’s your truth love you!’ Totally sincerely is funny af.

My David is a bisexual. I heard they made him gay or bi canon finally which is great! (Can’t can’t remember which bc it was after I quit playing but either way, good to hear! And I feel seen by that.) He’s usually got a preference for men, which makes Laurie being his final crush kind of unusual for him but I mean, it’s Laurie, haha, although I don’t go into that much in ILM. He definitely had interest in Quentin, Adam, Laurie, and Kate and Jeff (more briefly) at times during ILM. 

David likes rollercoasters a lot. It’s weird bc he’s not the kind of person who’d suggest a theme park for an outing, like ever, but if he went he would be hitting the nastiest scariest fastest coaster 24/7 and everyone else without that stamina cries. Weird kind of thrill junky where he doesn’t actively seek out all the thrills he’d love but if he sees them he’s like ‘Oh fr👀?’

His teeth are not great. He’s missing at least a few, though he gets replacements. But they’re also just. Not pretty. Not in great condition evenness and stained.

Would have the Shang in Mulan reaction to getting his ass kicked by someone he’s interested in. (Damn ;)

Loves rain and when it’s overcast and storming. Likes to sail.

Almost superstitious about crossing bridges. Well, he’d say that if asked why he looked antsy. Really it’s more like ‘I never properly processed immense psychological trauma, so every time I cross a bridge I become hyper focused on potential threats and it gives me anxiety for about 30 seconds although I don’t know what anxiety is so I don’t know that’s the feeling.’

Likes romance films. He finds them moving or kind of sweet, even when someone else would probably find them goofy. (Parents were big into them growing up)

Has had quite a few sexual partners and is from this experience, coincidentally, quite good in the sack. With all types. Good specifically in an intuitive way too where he can pick up comfort and experience levels real quick and does a great job of adapting to them.

Pretty impressive drinker, but nowhere near as good at holding his liquor as he wishes and very mad about that.

Only Rowan ever caught me as far as I know, but I don’t write his dialect as an English accent. I gave him a Scottish vernacular instead. He deserved it. He’s friend shaped, and that was the appropriate accent. Besides, no full voice lines means no one could prove he did not grow up best friends with Scottish kids and pick up their accent. You can’t prove I’m wrong so the accent stays.

[beclynn-herondale]

When you think about it Jake Peralta and Jace Herondale have a lot I common and they are both Bi or Pan most likely, I don't make the rules

[i-put-bi-in-bitch]

Watching Brooklyn Nine Nine like:

"Oh my god she's so cute"

"What a beautiful man god bless"

"Please marry me"

In conclusion:

I am so bisexual and Brooklyn Nine Nine is fucking amazing

[i-used-to-wear-the-fedora]

Be More Chill Spicy Bi's Headcanons

-Rich and Jeremy used to be friends back in middle school when they were both nerds and Rich was still called Dick

-after taking the SQUIP, the first thing it had Rich do was distance himself from his former loser friends and name

-it's why Rich goes out of his way to built Michael and Jeremy, other than the fact they're the two dorkiest kids in school

-it isn't until after talking to Rich in the hospital does Jeremy realize he's Dick from middle school

-Rich hates that name with a passion because of the SQUIP flinches when Jeremy accidentally calls him that

-Jeremy gets out of the hospital after two days but he still comes to visit Rich and check on how he's doing

-it's awkward at first, especially with Rich trying to figure out how to communicate without the SQUIP for the first time in years

-Jeremy actually thinks the lisp is kind of adorable

-Rich fire not care for that word being used to describe him but he lets Jeremy get away with it

-Jeremy's surprised he's the only person that's been visiting Rich on a regular basis

"But you got all this cool stuff, and acetone at school's taking about you."

"Yeah but nobody actually misses me."

"What about Jake?"

"You mean the guy who's house I burned to the ground? Yeah right, he hasn't talked to me since he got out."

"Oh..."

-Jeremy and Christine agree it's probably best that they don't date despite Jeremy's *slight* heartbreak

-Jeremy laments to Rich in the hospital because he knows Michael wouldn't want to listen to him

"Jesus Christ, Jeremy. Get over it. She's just some girl."

"Christine is not just some girl. She was THE girl...but I deserve this. After what I did, I don't deserve anyone."

"Would it make you feel better if I kissed you?"

"What?"

"What?"

-Rich's bi ass may or may not have fallen for Jeremy in the time they've been spending together and hearing him complain about Christine isn't exactly what he wants to hear

-despite the years of SQUIP Rich is still a nerd deep down and is more than willing to play Apocalypse of the Damned if offered

-Michael, who came with Jeremy on a Rich visit, immediately figured it out just from the way Rich looks at Jeremy

-as soon as Rich gets out of the hospital, Michael makes it his mission to get Jeremy and Rich together

Also: Their couple name came from Michael who told Rich not to touch Jeremy with his pee hands since he never washes his hands after using the bathroom

[middlemarchs]

what wouldn't i do for someone to say the word "bisexual" in b99

[punkfistfights]

the entire b99 is incredibly queer and that's just the truth

[atsuwiee]

coming out to enhypen!

AAAAA YES PRIDE MONTH BABY- *screams in bi & trans spectrum*

anyways enjoy some of this pride content for pride month woo woo!!

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

heeseung

you'll ask him to sit down with you

he'll notice that your hands are shaking (out of nervousness) and will immediately ask what's wrong

"calm down y/n, and tell me slowly"

when you finally tell him, he's going to flash tHE BRIGHTEST SMILE EVER

feels proud of you because you can be yourself now that you told him

h u g s

"that's so great! i'm proud of you, y/n, and i'll support you!"

jay

mm you were very nervous

"will you like- accept me after i say this?" "if it's about hiding a body, then my basement is available" "jay no-"

once you say it, he'll go like 🥺🥺

probably will cook you some food woo woo

tells you he'll support you and will accept you

is very happy that you can be yourself

"aw- i'll always accept you, y/n"

jake

he was probably the one nervous when you asked him if you both could talk

yeah no cap you would probably tear up in front of him

is nervous even more

"is something wrong? :("

when you finally tell him though he gives you a big hug

very very supportive

"what makes you think i won't accept you, y/n? as long as you're happy i'll support you"

sunghoon

thinks there's something wrong so he's probably ready to beat someone up

when you tell him there's nothing wrong and you actually tell him why you needed to talk to him

he is flashing such a bright smile (pt. 2)

like the others, he'll hug you and reassure you that you aren't less of a person and you're just being yourself

because people's opinions are sht sometimes

is proud !!

"you aren't less of a person because you're being yourself- if someone says that i will not hesitate to fight them"

sunoo

thinks there's something wrong pt.2

because you kind of looked serious but nervous at the same time

once you tell it though, his worried look turns into a smile

HUGS !!

like the big warm hugs, he's happy for you<3

tells you he accepts you and will be here when you need him

"i'll always accept you y/n! don't listen to what other people say, their opinions don't matter"

jungwon

notices your nervous so he'll ask you to calm down a bit

like if you're still shaking a bit he'll give you some time until you actually say it

he's lowkey nervous too

once you tell him, he'll be surprised (in a good way) at first

if he's a little confused then he'll ask politely

bRIGHTEST SMILE PT. 2

"aww, i'm so happy for you y/n!! and of course i'll support you!" "you're making me cry, wonie" "oh- please don't :,)"

ni-ki

confused, very confused

he doesn't know if something's up or you're just scared to tell him

because now both of you were just in sILENCE-

yeah, it's because you're highkey nervous

upon telling him, he's pretty shocked but then he'll get little jumpy and will hug you

supportive af, we love that

"that's so cool, y/n! you're amazing now that you can be yourself :D"

[ofstarsandvibranium]

what are the kids sexualities growing up? and how do the boys react to them dating somebody?

I honestly feel like Alex is gay and Luna is bi. The twins are straight. Steven would definitely be more open to the kids’ partners than Marc and Jake. Marc is over protective af. He’d mention how he used to be a mercenary. Jake is just scary and say how he’s the fist of vengeance.

[bisluthq]

they really think the biggest popstar and one of the most powerful women in the world is oppressed af:

Omg so true, it HURTS, bc taylor, we know staying closeted is killing you!! But I do understand… I can’t imagine the amount of pressure she’s under. It’s just hard to watch knowing it’s all a lie

Maybe this is a distraction from Jake saying All Too Well isn't about him. Jake saying ATW has nothing to do with him is trending on Twitter rn. For me, this relationship doesn't add up but I know nothing. I just hope she's happy.

"I like shiny things but I'd marry with you with paper rings" makes so much more sense now. Paper rings = paper contract for a PR marrige

I have always thought Taylor is gay and none of the rumors or alleged boyfriends have ever changed that. Her getting engaged to Joe wouldn’t really change my mind at this point, but if she follows through and actually marries him, I’ll assume she’s decided to stick with the closet for the long haul. I do think she is in a tough spot, partially of her own doing and partially of her team’s/label’s doing. There are far too many famous people involved, with gay/bi rumors of their own, that it would be very difficult for her to come out and not have it impact all of them.

Guys this all just makes me so genuinely sad. I don’t find it funny.

Like that one that says “it HURTS” like bestie it really shouldn’t like the only thing that should be hurting is her pussy after a reaaaalllly good railing. Like genuinely 1) it’s not really our business like who cares lmfao?? 2) she… has been really fucking honest about dating and loving men like why are you thinking sucking dick is a chore for her?

I do understand how much they want her to be like us but she ISN’T and if that’s the only reason you like her maybe you just… don’t like her that much…

[byesexualsatan]

OTPS/SHIP LIST

i feel like you get to know people better when you know what they ship so... here’s a list of my past & current ships ?? im bored, can u tell?

also if u know me, ignore this ty 

MILEVEN aka LITERAL KIDS PLS😭

mike wheeler and eleven/jane hopper from stranger things

otp in late 2017

personal hcs: they’re queer/bi. 

eleven def uses they/them pronouns

tbh i prefer byler and elmax now

background ships i like: joyce/hopper, jonathan/nancy... steve being bi and robin being the iconic lesbian that she is

DAMONA aka simonte

... simona and dante from the argentinian series simona

LMAO this one is from when i thought i was straight

otp in 2018

uhh bi dante and pan simona bc why not

literally forgot they existed until now

please don’t bully me

i truly thought i was straight

background ships: marisiena, junior/ailín

i was one of THE FOUNDERS of this ship istg... i was THERE when we were deciding the ship name (i voted for simonte but damona won smh)

SIMBAR aka bi awakening 

simón and ambar from the disney tv show soy luna 

yeah... sorry

otp in mid 2018

they’re gay!!! 

bi she/they punk ambar yesyesyes

totally forgot about them but they’re sexc af

so glad they were endgame

background ships: idk but luna is pan 

STEVEBUCKY aka stucky aka the end of the line

so... steve rogers (captain america) and bucky barnes (the winter soldier) 

otp in late 2018/early 2019? 

personal hcs: trans steve, bi bucky 

favourite fanfic trope: found family, high school smau

fuck endgame, all my homies hate endgame

background ships i like: thorbruce, scotthope, nat/sharon

im with u til the end of the line, pal :c

PERALTIAGO aka jamy 

jake peralta and amy santiago from brooklyn nine nine

started shipping them in 2018/2019 (i have no idea)

personal hcs: bi jake

favourite fanfic trope: casefics, pretend marriage 

(THEY’RE FUCKING MARRIED WITH CHILD NOW,,, BUT IN THOSE FICS IT WASN’T REAL YET)

background ships i like: gina and rosa, holt and kevin

PETERMJ aka spideychelle

peter parker (spider-man) and michelle mj jones !!1! from the mcu

otp in 2019

personal hcs: they’re both bi, mj is demisexual too

he/they & she/they solidarity

... trans/demiboy peter and demigirl mj🥺 

fav fanfic trope: school trip to stark tower, meeting the parents/avengers, smau 

obviously let’s ignore infinity war and endgame

background ships i like: ironstrange, pepperony, shuri/any woman

THORBRUCE aka gammahammer aka gays in space

thor odinson and bruce banner (hulk) from the mcu

started shipping them in 2019

personal hcs: thor also likes women

they both use they/them and neopronouns too 

fav fanfic trope: university au, smau, no civil war, no infinity war

this one is from my stan twitter era

background ships: stucky, tony/strange, nat/sharon, scotthope

CARMUEL aka spanish sexiest couple

carla rosón and samuel garcía from élite

otp in late 2019

...they’re bi. bc yes. and he/they samuel. 

she/vers carla sounds very sexc to me

i ‘shipped’ them in s1 simply bc they were both very hot and when it became canon in s2 i SCREAMED

deserved so much better.

INEFFABLE HUSBANDS aka i almost forgot about this one, sorry

crowley and aziraphale from good omens

uhh started shipping them in 2019/2020 ?

bi genderfluid crowley, non-binary aziraphale

idk they’re being anyways

fav trope: raising children!! confusing ppl bc crowley is sometimes a snake!!

background ships: uhh anathema & newton ig?

WOLFSTAR aka the one true way (and... puppies, too??)

sirius black and remus lupin from the harry potter saga

otp since 2020 (thank u, @aretheygayvideos​)

personal hcs: he/they gay sirius, he/they bi remus 

also love nonbinary remus and genderqueer sirius

fav fanfic trope: getting together !!!! FLUFF!!!!

background ships i like: jegulus, regulus/barty jr, dorlene, jily

VILLANEVE aka murdering wlw

villanelle and eve polastri from killing eve

s.s.t in 2020

she/they bisexual villanelle and pansexual eve

fav fanfic trope: flower/coffee shop :)

ty tumblr for spaming my dashboard when s3 came out bc that forced me to watch it to understand all the posts

sandra oh is the love of my life

ANDERPERRY aka this one is for the depressed dark academia folk

neil perry and todd anderson from dead poets society 

started shipping them in 2020

personal hcs: nonbinary neil, trans todd, both gay/androsexual

demiboy/nonbinary todd has a special place in my heart

fav fanfic trope: ALIVE!NEIL, roommates

background ships i like: charlie/knox, meeks/pitts

ZUKKA aka my favourite blue/red gays

sokka and zuko from avatar the last airbender < 3

started shipping them in 2020

personal hcs: gay zuko, genderfluid and bisexual sokka

sokka has adhd !! zuko is autistic !

favourite fanfic trope: fake dating

background ships i like: suki/yue*, ty lee/azula/mai, kataang

* please go check out s4pphos’ ig edit of them 

CASMUND aka royal pirate gays !!

caspian x and edmund pevensie from the chronicles of narnia

started shipping them in dec. 2020

personal hcs: bi caspian, mlm edmund 

love bisexual and nonbinary edmund too bc 👉projecting👈

fav fanfic trope: just. the plot of the movies but gay.

background ships: the dawn treader (ha-ha, get it? bc ship? im so funny)

tbh i don’t REALLY ship them that hard i just hate caspian/susan lmao

(susan is a lesbian)

BELLARKE aka m/f sexual tension™

bellamy blake and clarke griffin from the 100

started shipping them in 2021

personal hcs: she/they/xe bi clarke, he/ze omni bellamy

favourite fanfic trope: single parent bellamy, modern au (college, roommates)

i saw 2 seasons with my mom and then moved so,,, fuck i gotta finish it

EXTRAS

the “i don’t really ship them but if they’re together it’s better”

ty lee and mai

john watson and sherlock holmes

suki and yue

regulus black and james potter

azula and katara

regulus black and barty crouch jr

bugs bunny and daffy duck

emma and mr knightley

carol danvers and maria rambeau 

valkyrie and carol danvers

natasha romanoff and sharon carter

sam wilson and bucky barnes !!! (post endgame)

charlie “nuwanda” dalton and knox overstreet

dorcas meadowes and marlene mckinnon

azula, ty lee and mai

klaus hargreeves and dave

paul coates and alec hardy

cassie and maddy

jules and rue 

rue and lexi

fleabag and the hot priest

. . . more to add, probably

[the-fiction-witch]

Goo

REAL LIFE: SCANDAL COUPLE: TBS X READER RATING: FUNNY + FLIRTY AF

"What are we doing today?" Thomas asks sat on his sofa sipping tea out of a mug shaped like the death star

"We are going to be nice to you" y/n smiled as she came from behind the camera with tea and a small packet of biscuits

"Are we?" he asks glaring at her a little confused and taking a biscuit from her

"Yes we are Thomas" she smiled fixing her hair

".... I am suspicious" he says trying to dip his biscuit in his mug however it was far to big to go into the mug "Ooh." He sighed sadness flooding his face apron discovering he couldn't dunk his biscuit before snapping it in half and dunking it

"Why?"

"Because why are you being nice to me?"

"I can't be nice?"

"Yes But it worry's me" he sighed

"we are going to make you lovely and relaxed" she smiled

"... You're not even going to comment on me being gross?" He asks eating his now tea soaked biscuit

"..... No I won't" she sighed sipping her tea "with your crunchy tea"

"I knew that wouldn't last long" He says

"I am not good at being nice"

"You are not" He sighed "What are we doing anyway?"

"Do You remember being a child?"

"Vaguely yes"

"Do you remember a advert that plaid on Tv when we where kids?"

"... I remember alot of ad's that plaid when we where kids"

"well we weren't really kids we would have been... teens"

"Teens? like pre teens or older teens?"

"Mid Teens"

".... ish, I remember little from that time. I spend most of it locked in my room"

"I remember you bassicly went in your bedroom as a pre teen who looked really fucking young and then came out when you where like nineteen where yeah you still looked young but you've voice had broke, you grew a bit, like you actually looked more like a teen" "I did, I didn't want anyone to see me at that time, especially you"

"why not me?"

"Because I had a crush on you at that point" "Did you?"

"Yeah? you didn't know that?"

"No"

"Yeah, I had a massive fucking crush on you at that age"

"I did Not know that" she giggles

"You knew, I've told you that before" he says "To be fair you where like a little poodle skirt girl who worked for your dad in a vintage car garage, that I also worked at. I was going to end up with a crush on you at some point"

"was the me being bi helping a bit with that?" "Yes! I watched you make out with Jake and then immediately go make out with linsey. that was amazing"

"Did you ever wanna see me  naked?"

"I was seventeen? So.... yes" "The tits?" "Tits where making a very compelling argument at that age" "do they still?"

"Ehh" He shrugs "Kinda, it's less fun because I now know you don't give a shit"

"I really don't, there just breasts, I have boobs, you have boobs."

"You've very much okay with it"

"My logic is, you can lift your shirt up show your boobs and nips, I do It I get arrested and that's fucking mental"

"It is" he says "I would not complain about you taking your shirt off" "The face" she smiled rubbing his chin "shut it"

"Didn't you make out with my girlfriend at that point?"

"I did, your eighteenth birthday party"

"That was werid.... But very arousing" "What me and your then girlfriend making out in front of you?"

"Yeah, pretty sure I'd had a sex dream about that" He says sipping his tea

"Then or yesterday?" "Both" "Hey issy, how you doing, wanna come over and make out in front of thomas again" she waves

"We don't even date anymore"

"Still, just have like a party of all your old girlfreinds"

"Ohh god!"

"and I'll snog all of them"

"Even Gzi?"

"Especially Gzi, she's fucking hot"

"Yeah..."

"You fucked up"

"That I did" "I'm very off topic, anyway! The product that was on constantly like every other ad break, I will point out it was... On the verge of an infomercial, like if it had been a minuet longer it would be an infomercial not an ad" she explained

".... I remember two of them" "The one you where never allowed to have"

"........... Jelli bath!" He gasped

"Hold up! say that again"

"Jelli bath"

".... Thomas brodie Sangster you are from fucking south London don't you dare said bath in that way"

"what? it's what the product is called"

"The product?"

"Is Jelli BAth

"But on Sundays you have a ?"

"Bubble Bath"

"Thank you" she smiled "what was the other ad you remember?"

"The weird moulding gunk"

"Ohh yeah, what was that called?"

"No idea, I do not remember I just remember the kid in the ad putting the orange goo on the dinosaur skeleton and making it into a big dinosaur" he explained

"Yeah I remember that, But Jelli bath? you remember this?"

"I do"

"good"

"We are going to go bathe in it" he asks sipping his tea

"Yep"

".... are we bathing together?" He asks

"Yep"

"On camera?"

"Yep"

"We're gonna be naked?"

"Do you wanna be naked?"

".... Well of course I wanna be naked sweetie darling"

"Thomas! stop fueling the fire!"

"I'm sorry, are we gonna be naked in this stuff though?"

"No, we will have swimsuits on, becuase.... internet" she says "we as always will do a version where we are naked that will be on my porn hub channel as usual" " as usual? when have you filmed us naked?"

"When aren't I filming you naked?"

"that video's not on there is it?" he whispered

"what video?"

"Are you filming?"

"Uhh, No I pasued" she says touching the remote for her camera but it still filmed "what video?"

"THE Video"

"What video?"

"........ The Video" He says "You know the one I mean y/n"

"No I don't be more specific?"

"The sexy video we did the other month?"

"The sex toy one?"

"No"

"The linqure one?"

"No, you know the one I mean, sugar"

"we make a lot of sexy videos"

"The... one in my bedroom" he whispered

"Oh no, thats' saved on my hard drive"

"Ahhh good," he says

"Ohh I didn't pause the camera, it's fine sally will cut it" she says  "Lets go make the bath up"

"Ooooohh.... bath time together"

"Oh shut up thomas"

"wait who's bathroom are we using?"

"yours"

"Oh no" he says "should I have cleaned it?"

"when did you clean it last?" she asks he simply sips his tea sheepishly "Thomas?"

It then cut to the bathroom with the bath already run the two in swimwear

"why did I agree to this?" He sighs

"Because I'm not ordering Pizza unless you do" "I'm an adult. I can buy my own Pizza"

"But do you wanna ring the man to order it?"

"..... Lets do this" He sighed

"throw in this bag of stuff" she says "Then wait for goo"

"Who's going in first" "You"

"why me?"

"You're bathroom"

"You're Idea"

"You're more naked then I am"

"You're video" "Get in the tub Thomas"

"You get in the tub"

"Fine! How clean is this bathtub?" she asks going to climb in

"Uuuuuuuuuhhhhh...."

"A day?"

"Uhhhh"

"A week?"

"Uuhhh"

"Have you jizzed in this tub recently enough It will be an issue for me Thomas!"

".... Maybe" he says "How long does it live?"

"Four days"

"No your good"

"are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure,"

"Okay" she says climbing in

"Just don't touch the bottle on the side" he says from off camera

"whoa whoa whoa what why!" she yelped

"No reason"

"No fucking tell me why can't I touch the bottle" "You'll be fine"

"Thomas.... answer the question"

".... just don't mess with it"

"Okay, Okay... I'm really freaked out now" she says as she sat in the water

"If you are that worried about getting into my bath because I might have done something, then why do you let me have sex with you?"

"Ughhh thomas!" she gasps

"You literally let me cum inside you like twenty minuets ago"

"Stop fuelling the shipping fire" she yelled throwing water at him "Shut the fuck up and get in the tub"

he sighed and climbed in the bath the other side of her "Hi"

"Hi"

"we're having a bath together" "yes we are" "This is a weird Thursday"

"It is... is this what you thought you would be doing when you woke up this morning thomas?"

".... No. But I've known you long enough to know better then to expect Normal days"

"Right lets throw in some goo" she says opening the packet and letting the powder drop into the bath

"Ooooh it's already getting thick"

"The water or your dick Thomas?"

".... both"

"Blue Gooo! It's called Blasting Bloo"

"I remember it being called bloo lagoon or something once"

"I think it was, but they must have changed it to be more friendly" "I think Blasting bloo is way more suggestive"

"that's just because we are sat in a bath together Thomas"

"Maybe"

"Ohhh I don't like this, It feels weird, I don't like want it on my butt and such"

"Nnnnnoooooooo" He complained as he felt the goo the water had now turned into "I hate this, I don't wanna be in this"

"I also don't like this but you know the deal"

"what deal!"

"We stay in this for ten minuets"

"or what?" "Or I'm filming sexy Halloween costumes with you"

"I will sit" he sighed bundling himself in the corner  "do you wanna get out and go eat ice cream?"

"Yes, this shits gross"

[cursed-saphire-hart]

Poor Jake, he just wanted to wrestle with someone and instead he got a bi awakening😔

And multiple ass kicking bc the damn thing is on HARD AF mode constantly

[ziracona]

please bless me with all of your dbd headcanons even just a crumb would satisfy me,,,,, lmao. Fr tho ur hcs are godly pls give me all of them especially for og 4 and wraif

Thank you!! I’m glad you like my hot takes!

Let’s see, og4.

Jake grows facial hair pretty easy (that part is just canon). Usually he either lets it grow and ignores it till it gets long, or stays cleanshaven, but the in-between stage is physically painful for everyone else at the campfire bc you wake up and see rugged 2day scruffy woodsman stretch and he sees you staring and goes, “What?” Looking thoroughly unimpressed and Meg sheds a tear and Claudette pretends to not be looking and stares at her journal and Dwight gets heart palpitations it’s just bad for the whole group. When he shaves he’s an edgy dumbass and does it with a sharpened hunk of metal he made into a knife for himself and Dwight saw him shaving once and had to go sit down.

Jake has a soft spot for many of the survivors he’s known longer (honestly at this point, he’s pretty attached to the lot of them though), but especially the ones who work really hard at protecting other survivors. Double points if you’re younger than him. He would kill for Claudette, and take a bullet meant for Quentin, but would not convey this to them at all. Jake puts almost zero effort into making sure people knows he likes them. The people he has a soft spot for especially are also not always the ones he prefers to spend time with. While they’re survivors he spends less time with personally, Jake respects Feng Min for being the snarky little gremlin she is, and Tapp’s dedication to his job even here. Weirdly, while the people he likes often aren’t aware of affection, the ones he respects but isn’t as close to usually are aware of the respect. Jake also thinks he doesn’t like having friends and spending time not alone, but he does.

If asked point blank his thoughts on a survivor he likes, he’d probably just shrug or say, “They contribute to the team,” or “She works hard,” or “He’s fine,” because Jake just be like that. He had a hard time getting close to anyone initially because of how he grew up. Jake’s very guarded. He’s used to people manipulating and using each other, which makes keeping anything vulnerable close to his chest just necessary as he sees it. Boy doesn’t trust easy. Or open up. Ya need a can opener. Boy also does not like getting pushed around. Least favorite killers (aside from Nightmare) are probably Doctor and Ghostface, because he cannot stand being forced to do things or used. He’d rather take a chainsaw to the back than have someone lord power over him. He’s also got a looong memory, so if you fuck him over, he is not the kind to forget and forgive. He is the kind to resent and remember. Not that he never forgives people, but boy would have to really believe whatever happened was regretted and the person wasn’t like that anymore to let something that made him very angry go. He’s quiet angry though. Bide your time and get vengeance kinda angry. Would never let someone push him around. If a killer tried to fuck with him, he’d do everything in his power to kill them.

While Jake is tough and likes to hike just to be out and moving, and enjoys toughing it out, Meg enjoys being outside more as a fun thing than a wildnerness lifestyle thing. She has a lot of energy, and even in the realm, all that adhd can be a bitch. It would be easy to focus on the shitty stuff happening and drown in that, so she likes to keep moving, like she has since she was a kid and started running. Meg loves hard, and if she cares about you, she’ll make sure you know it. Not good at shutting up or realizing if she’s been going on for too long, girl has passion for everything.

Meg talks a big game, but does not have as much confidence as she pretends to have. She has abandonment issues, but they’re less, ‘my dad abandoned me’ and more ‘everyone but my mom, from him to grade school friends, hasn’t stuck around,’ so she does worry about that and coming on too strong, which she is aware she often does, but she can’t get herself to turn down the power settings on herself even when she tries. She’s never been good at making friends, so all of this in the realm is kinda new to her, since no one can leave. Meg would tell almost no one those things about herself. She cares hard though, and will try to distract other people from realm despair any way she can, because it’s what she needs and she assumes what they must need too. And to be fair, she ain’t wrong. Good at cultivating activities and drinks loving her friends juice.

Big goofball. BIG goofball. Also big gay. Well, bi af, but w a pretty strong preference for the ladies. She is simple of heart. Sees a girl, loses ability to think. Bonded with Nea over this problem. High int, low wisdom, big dumbass. Her weaknesses include girls’ eyes, voices, accents, freckles, scars, stomachs, legs, ass, titties, hair, hair dye, laughs, hands, eye contact, and cute accessories. Not great at expressing her feelings when she catches them, but tries hard. Actually pretty good at romancing once she gets into the groove. It’s just getting there she sucks at. Loyal as hell. Will go to bat for her friends and would rather die than betray them.

Meg has a real temper, especially when she feels like something being done to her or someone else is unjust/unfair, and will always try to fix those things even when it’s hopeless. Can and will weaponize her anger extremely effectively. Ridiculous memory for pop culture, shit memory for homework and things she was supposed to be doing. Memelord, but with some class.

Idk if this is because I identified with Claudette really strongly when I first started playing dbd or not, but I have always seen her as Asexual & Panromantic. Attracted to kindness. 

She gets overwhelmed fairly easily, but has been improving that by necessity since arriving in the realm, and can tap into the mom-friend override to fix problems for people who aren’t her. Has a hard time telling when people are teasing her/joking, but everyone knows this so they take it easier on her than each other.

Like Meg, had no friends before this, so it’s exciting and new, and a little scary, but mostly really good. She worries about other people a lot, and doesn’t always know how to help, but she tries. Very relieved Dwight volunteered to be team leader.

Enjoys recording things and studying. Would be fascinated by the Entity’s world if she wasn’t always being killed. Seems small and weak and easy to take down, but she has the strength of will to kill God herself if backed into a corner, especially when fighting for someone she loves. Sweet does not mean she will not fight back, and since being in the realm, and getting over her initial freezing up at the sight of horrifying murderers, she has worked extremely hard to be brave and take an active roll protecting people whenever she can. She is still terrified a lot, but has learned to push through that to help her friends and herself.

Loves animals, including ones a lot of people don’t like (bugs, snakes, rats, etc) and would and has definitely tried to snag a scorpion and a cockroach from trials to study before, and tried to befriend the realm rats now that they exist. Tries to get Jake to show her how to get birds to like you but does know how to ask him right.

Nervous about interpersonal relationships and unsure of herself. Really likes everyone but horrible at telling how other people feel. Feels like she always comes off wrong and can’t put words to things well even when she understands them super well. Does her best 24/7. Incredibly smart and talented. Knowledgeable about her passions. Is always thinking 4th dimensionally and has saved the team many a time by pulling off wild bullshit that makes sense kind of just barely but no one else would have thought of.

Dwight was a loser and kind of a douche growing up, kind of selfish and entitled and weak, but is no longer that person after a few years in the realm. He works hard to make good on his promises to look out for everyone, and cares about them very genuinely. Great at thinking on his feet and sounding like he knows more than he does, wonderful at regulating tasks to people efficiently, and not a bad strategist. 

Being the kind of person now who would not have liked the person he was a few years ago causes a little cognitive dissonance and self-doubt, but he’s trying. Genuinely enjoys hearing about people’s days and interests even when he’s completely lost. 

Not a fan of heights. If the fear of heights was not vastly overpowered by fear of sharp object, he would actively avoid the old ironworks in trials, but alas.

Used to play video games a lot. Thought he was good at them. Was not. Was definitely not.

Self-improvement king. Works hard and is a really decent dude. A very good sport. Used to be an asshole, so now that he’s nice he’s pretty damn forgiving if other people put in the work to improve too (my boy’s no hypocrite). Has mellowed out a lot and is pretty chill and nice but the damn fool will break his own heart by taking things people say the wrong way, or things they mean as a joke literally, if it’s something he thinks is true about himself, and will totally miss context and vocal inflection and just be like, “I know but I’m trying TuT.”

Big gay but in denial and confused

Just at this point really does want people to get to go home and be ok. Loves hearing stories and listening to his friends talk at the campfire because it makes him feel like things might be okay. Get the same result just by being near his friends, especially the other og3 who have been with him forever. If they’re all still there, things have to turn out okay someday. :’ ) Has never really told them that, because he’s supposed to be the leader, and thinks they’d feel less secure if they knew he depends on being able to sleep close to them at night to feel like he’ll be okay himself. Not in a they’d judge me way, but in a I really don’t want to let them down way. He wants them to think he’s got a handle on things even when he really doesn’t.

I was gonna do Philip too but I got this this morning and this post is already ridiculously long TuT, so here you go. Plus one mini Philip one.

Philip feels responsible for the young man he saw his boss kill the day the Entity got him. He knows that he killed scores of people unknowingly for Azarov, and those weigh, but he thinks sometimes late at night that if he could have just saved that one, it might have been enough to make him feel absolved someday for all the other deaths on his head. He remembers his face very well, and how terrified he was, and the moment of confusion and relief, and almost gratefulness when Philip let him go. He thinks over and over that if he’d just talked to him–assumed something was up, and gotten him to be quiet. Seen Azarov in time and stopped him. So many little things, and the young man would have lived. Even if the others were things he was completely blind to, he feels like that one is especially his fault, and that he could have stopped it. That one really haunts him.