#jdilia

[gointothevvater]

oooooo. JDilia + 7- Write about one member of your ship asking the other to dance with them.

If you need musical inspiration, I Don’t Dance by Lee Brice is a huge JD song :)

You got it, love! 🖤 I missed these two!

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7- Write about one member of your ship asking the other to dance with them. . "Dance with me." It wasn't a request; It was a honey-tongued command. How was JD supposed to refuse?

Though he was comfortably stretched out on St. Cecilia's plush green sofa, he rose, letting her take his hand and pull him close.

He didn't know the song playing from the record player, but it was a fuzzy old waltz, and St. Cecilia took the lead. Didn't she always? He liked that about her. It made dancing easier. She'd been trying to teach him this waltz for a few days now, and he was just getting to the point where he wasn't constantly staring down at his feet.

The beat was simple, just one-two-three, one-two-three, and she swept him along the floor, rising onto her tiptoes to give him a twirl. He'd never danced the lady's part before they started practicing, and as they spun, he asked, "You gonna dip me, too?"

"I could," she replied with a smirk, "but we'd end up on the floor."

"The way you're lookin' at me, darlin', we're gonna end up on the floor anyway."

[vicekings]

You know I gotta throw a JDilia prompt back at you! 8- Write about one member of your ship giving the other a compliment? (Gointothevvater 🖤)

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“You got real pretty eyes, you know that?”

Ceelie pauses, the makeup removal wipe hovering just a touch above her eyelashes. She catches sight of JD in the mirror and has to carefully pull her hand away so she doesn’t accidentally poke herself in the eye when she giggles at him.

He’s laying on his stomach with his head resting on his crossed forearms. His face is plastered with a goofy smile, and his eyes are fluttering as he fights off the sleep that’s trying to claim him. He looks like a big ol’ puppy dog, splayed out on her bed and waiting patiently at her beck and call. Warmth curls in Ceelie’s chest— two parts fondness and one part power. If she told JD to roll over right now, he’d grumble about it, but he’d do it.

“You’re shitfaced, Mr Walker.” Ceelie chirps.

“Was tryin’ to keep pace with ya Miss Ceelie, but you hold your liquor better than I do.” JD huffs. “Sides, it don’t change anything. You got purdy eyes, and you can drink me under the table. Both things can be true.”

His words are slurring together, bringing out an extra thickness to that whiskey-smoke accent that makes Ceelie shiver. She chuckles at him and turns back to her vanity mirror, wiping away the last of her makeup. When the wipes start coming away clear, she gathers them up and deposits them in the waste bin. Finally, she can sashay over to the bed and poke JD until he shifts over and grant her room to lounge.

“Alright, I’m done. You can consider yourself off-duty and finally get some sleep.” Ceelie teases.

JD grumbles, immediately wrapping those thick arms around her and pulling her against his chest for cuddles.

“Whatever you say, Ma’am.” He murmurs against her forehead, before pressing a little kiss to her hairline.

Ceelie preens at the affection, and quite gladly rests her head on his chest.

“We make a good pair.” She muses, a smirk playing at her lips. “I’ve got purdy eyes, and you’ve got purdy tits.”

She accentuates her statement with a gentle pat to his ample pecs. They rumble as JD chuckles at her.

“Hell fuckin’ yeah I got purdy tits.”

[gointothevvater]

After the Awards

A little gift for @vicekings! I meant to write some JDilia for OC Week, but life happened, and then vacation happened, so I’m only just now getting to it. Oops! Hope you enjoy this, love! 💖

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"You look so handsome." Truer words had never been spoken. JD looked gorgeous. Then again, he always looked gorgeous, and St. Cecilia made a point of telling him so as often as she could. He deserved that, and more, and everything. And the suit he was wearing, dark and well-tailored, made him look even more handsome than usual.

"Little old me?" JD sat on the edge of their shared bed, carefully undoing his cufflinks. They had been a git from her, little squares of gold with big, shiny emeralds in the centers. They were probably worth more than everything else he owned put together. "You should look at yourself, Ceels." Their eyes met through the mirror, blue on gold. "You look like a princess."

St. Cecilia scoffed, though the sound was gentle, more amused than annoyed. "I should hope so," she said. She approached him, resting her hands on her shoulders. She was so tiny that he could bury his face in her tits from this angle, and he did, mouthing at the No Time For Antivenom tattoo on her breastbone. Her dress had a plunging neckline that had left it visible all night, and he had been fighting down the urge to do this for hours. She shivered, resting her cheek against the top of his head and asking, "Do you need help taking those off?"

JD laughed at her. "You really that eager?"

Of course she was. She always was. She just hid it well. "I only meant the cufflinks," St. Cecilia said, though there was a smile curling the edges of her painted lips. "Though if you want to take off more than that, I certainly won't complain."

Again, he laughed, and it was the sweetest sound she had ever heard.

She turned away from him, then met his gaze over her shoulder, saying, "Unzip me?"

He did, the glittery fabric parting and hanging off St. Cecilia's shoulders, and he leaned in to press a kiss to the small of her back. His lips brushing her skin as he spoke, JD said, "You got any idea how gorgeous you are, darlin'?"

She purred, "I have an idea of it." She turned back toward him, leaning in to rest her hands on his thighs and steal a kiss. He didn't fail to notice the way the straps of her dress slipped lower on her arms. It was only her little silver nipple piercings that were keeping it from sliding off entirely. She said, "I could say the same of you." She gasped and giggled when he grabbed for her hips, pulling her close mouthing at her neck. He could still taste her perfume, though he couldn't really smell it anymore. She said, her voice soft, "I adore you, I'll have you know."

"That so?" JD looked nothing short of extraordinarily smug. It was a good look on him, but really, was there any expression that didn't look absolutely radiant on the face of JD Walker? St. Cecilia highly doubted it. "S'pose I can't blame you."

Laughter in her voice, she said, "Of course you can't!" She leaned in close again, pressing her lips to his neck, likely smearing her dark lipstick across his skin. He didn't mind. Very softly, she said, "I don't think adore is a strong enough word."

[vicekings]

Dude. DUDE. Consider: Ceelie and JD bringing baby Dominique home to the Walker farm in a little pink plaid blanket! 😭💖

YES!!!!

Also u fuckin know their initial pregnancy announcement was some corny ass three pairs of boots thing like this

[gointothevvater]

JDilia + 27 for the kissing prompts 🥺

27. Kisses exchanged while one person sits on the other’s lap.

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"We should probably get a room." Despite the very, very public setting, there was no shame or embarrassment in St. Cecilia's voice. JD doubted she was even capable of experiencing those things. She was seated quite comfortably in his lap on a barstool, her long legs wrapped around his waist, her fingers threaded into his hair.

"Don't think standin's a good idea right now," he replied, and he was certain she could feel why.

The little laugh she gave at that had little tingles running up and down his spine. "Oh, love," she purred. And then she was kissing him again, her lips warm and soft on his, tasting of expensive gin and cherry lip gloss.

JD lifted his hands to her hips, pulling her close and swallowing the pretty sound she made in response.

From a ways down the down the bar, Nathan called, "Get a room!"

Though JD flushed a bit, St. Cecilia laughed and called back, "We were just talking about that! Are you paying?"

"If I don't have to watch you make out, yeah." Nathan didn't really sound bothered at all.

"Oh, you sure?" St. Cecilia pouted, and JD smiled and rolled his eyes, reaching for his drink. "I don't mind an audience, I'll have you know."

JD choked on his whiskey.

[vicekings]

As sure as night is dark and day is light I keep you on my mind both day and night And happiness I've known proves that it's right Because you're mine, I walk the line

jd walker & st cecilia jameson ( @gointothevvater )

[vicekings]

it’s all fun and games till jd and st cecilia retire and move back to the walker farm to train horses and plow fields

[vicekings]

Okay, OC interactions, um... Ooh, ooh! JD and St. Cecilia doing one of the "my boyfriend does my makeup" videos! I wonder if JD's good at it or if Ceelie just ends up a mess? 😂💖

As much as JD prided himself on bein’ the sort of guy who helped his baby sisters with everything in their youth, he wasn’t ever anything close to being “super skilled” in the makeup department. That being said, he was still determined to give it the old college try when Ceelie first approached and asked him about it.

That was what led them to the vanity table in St Cecilia’s room— the one that Pickles had insisted was just a standard guest room, even as he ordered the rose gold furniture and the fluffy white fur rugs and stocked the minibar with wine, whiskey, and whiteclaw.

While Pickles had provided most of the room’s contents, the makeup was all Ceelie’s. JD had done enough midnight CVS runs for more eyeliner for the boys to recognize that the products lining her vanity were of a higher caliber. There were a few items he recognized— a foundation stick, several eyeshadow palettes, a neat row of eyebrow pencils, approximately two hundred different tubes of lipstick, and a few different choices for setting spray.

What drew JD’s eye the most was the collection of brushes, laid out in front of a black box with silver lettering.

“Jesus Christ, Gucci makes makeup brushes too?” JD asked, cocking his head to the side like a confused puppy. “Next thing you’ll tell me is they make kitchen sinks.”

Ceelie flashed him a grin. “Maybe if I ask them nicely, they’ll make you a saddle.”

People had a tendency to say St Cecilia was a different person when the cameras were rolling. The statement didn’t hold when said camera was Ceelie’s iPhone, mounted on a bedazzled tripod with a ring light set up behind it. She still gave JD the same soft, teasing smile she always did.

“Give it your best, love.” Ceelie said encouragingly.

“If you come out lookin’ like a corpse, I’m sorry. The boys aren’t super worried about lookin’ pretty when they make me help them put on grease paint.” JD replied, reaching for the concealer.

As it turned out, JD wasn’t the worst. His technique was a little wonky, and his brush strokes a little sloppy, but the overall effect was alright. Ceelie practically beamed into the camera as she showed off her “new look.”

“I think you managed to pull it off.” Ceelie said, fluttering her eyelashes at the camera.

“I think it’s just impossible to make you ugly, even if I tried.” JD chuckled.

“Now you’re just sucking up.” Ceelie accused, leaning in to plant a kiss on JD’s cheek.

It left behind a lovely red lip print that stood out against his tan skin. JD couldn’t help but smile at his reflection in the vanity mirror and shrug.

“I do my best, darlin’.”

[gointothevvater]

In JDilia family au I can deffo see Ceelie getting sick enough of the paparazzi’s questions about the baby daddy that she invests in a t-shirt that says “I fucked Dethklok’s bodyguard and all I got was pregnant” to clear up any confusion. JD sees it and laughs so hard he nearly passes out

That is 100% a thing I can see happening! 😂💖

[gointothevvater]

Drunk ceelie gently pressing her face into JD’s fat titties and going goddamn. At least one of us has honkin boobs

It's definitely something she'd do! And she's the perfect height for it! 😂

[vicekings]

You know I gotta return the favor and ask for some JDilia! How about 3? 🖤

3. A breathy demand: “Kiss me” - and what the other person does to respond.

It only takes a moment for St Cecilia to find a room that looks empty and yank them both into it. JD dutifully pulls the door shut behind them, locking it with a flick of a dial.

“Kiss me.” She demands, her voice high and breathy, as if there was ever a world where JD would deny her.

He’s got her up against the closed door in a heartbeat, with her beautifully strong thighs wrapped around his waist and those pretty red lips pressed to his. For one blissful moment, the stress of the day melts away and he lets himself get lost in the feeling of her grinding slowly against him. He kisses her like it’s the only thing that matters.

Hell, it is the only thing that matters. Every little worry fades away in the face of St Cecilia’s smug grin when they finally pull away to catch their breath. JD can’t help but return her smile. His eyes flutter shut as he bows his head and presses it to hers, taking a moment to drink it all in. A little chuckle escapes his lips.

Someone clearing their throat behind them makes JD damn near jump out of his boots. He takes a moment to make sure St Cecilia is steady before whipping his head around to glare at whoever dared interrupt them. Any fury within him quickly fizzles out when his gaze falls on a rather frazzled looking Charles.

“If you two are done, I’d like to exit my office before you defile my desk.” Charles says flatly.

St Cecilia tosses him a grin from over JD’s shoulder. “You sure you don’t wanna join us, Charlie boy? I’m sure JD’s strong enough to hold onto the two of us.”

As much as Charles tries to maintain a neutrally disapproving glare, his blush gives him away.

[vicekings]

Thinkin about a JD & St Cecilia wedding for the au where they get together and have a kid now bc of @little-murmaider’s wedding dress ask game 🤔🤔

[vicekings]

Here's a fun concept: JD finds out about the sex tape Pickles and St. Cecilia made just after she turned eighteen. How does he feel about it? This can be for the AU where they're together or just in canon, I leave that up to you! (Gointothevvater 🖤 Also hey, hi, love you, dude, hope you have a fabulous holiday season!)

@gointothevvater

Seeing as JD definitely had a pinup poster of Ceelie on his wall when he was around 18, and that Pickles was the source of his bisexual awakening, the knowledge that there’s a sex tape out there starring both of them would’ve haunted him for years.

Pre-knowing them, he would’ve had loved to get his hands on a copy of their rumoured sex tape, just to say he had one of his favorite stars. Post-knowing them, I imagine both Ceelie and Pickles would get a wild kick out of teasing him with their sex tape just to watch how red he turns. When they offer to let him star in the sequel with them, he nearly passes out

[vicekings]

combined jd & st cecilia ( @gointothevvater ) in artbreeder to create their daughter, dominique jolene walker!

[vicekings]

Casually thinking about St. Cecilia calling JD a good boy 💖 Thought you oughta know, lol

God considering JD has the BIGGEST praise kink, this would absolutely wreck him. He's a golden retriever of a man and he just wants to be told hes doin' good

[vicekings]

An idea I keep thinking about: JD finding St. Cecilia crying. She can't stop, and he puts his arms around her and holds her close. She tells him that it's about something her mother said, and JD isn't quite sure what to do. He tells her that she's too pretty to cry, and half-laughing, half-crying, she splutters out, "I know!" She's still upset, but at least now she's smiling! (Gointothevvater)

JD ain’t always sure about the best way to comfort her, but he does have two strong arms for huggin and holdin her close and by god is he gonna do that till she feels a little better

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