#tempted to compose a whole post outlining my thoughts why the judy x henry thing might've been real

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Hey!! You mentioned something about Judy and Henry possibly hooking up and that got me thinking… thoughts on Henry with a s/o like Judy? Personality and fashion sense and all? ;)

i can't believe you caught that tiny, fleeting mention! it was in the tags of some small little post, after all (i went back to check, lol). but hey — i'm glad to elaborate and indulge.

listen, there are plenty of reasons (even canonical ones) to believe henry and judy might've (most probably drunkenly) hooked up at one point or another. she does refer to him as a bastard... which only begs the question, why? why, miss poovey? was he just rude or did he hit it and quit it on top of all that? we may never know.

as for henry with a judy-esque partner: it would certainly be a bizarre sight. however, as a firm believer in the popular!girl x quiet!guy trope, i'm wholly entranced by this scenario. i already sort of unpacked this in a previous post about henry with a partner who is his polar opposite, but let me use the additional opportunity this prompt provides to add a few more thoughts.

it would, as mentioned, be quite unusual and even surprising to both of your respective circles — the greek class and your friends. nevertheless, i see a lot of potential in an affinity like this. you would definitely complement one another in the areas you'd differ in, and despite a few occasional hiccups in the form of disagreements and possible teasing, i think it might last for quite a long time.

beyond simply being annoyed, i think he would grow to appreciate that kind of personality — snappy, argumentative, direct, unabashed, unapologetic. although there would be some irritation on his end, i believe he will grow into minding it less and less — just as you would in regard to his constant, relentless stoicism and occasionally laughable lack of self-awareness. you would simply grow on one another, grow accustomed to one another, and grow to love the other party's personality traits that may be outlandish.

also, let me just say: he would love the striking fashion choices, secretly. he would never admit to it, but i just know he would. striking red fingernails, crimson lipstick, daring clothing? it would thrill him. his favorite pastime — aside from reading — would be keeping his eyes plateaued upon you, just watching. he would appreciate your beauty and confidence, specifically in the way you carry and present yourself, immensely.

i definitely think he would be more attracted to someone who knows and owns themselves, who is unafraid and daring — a memorable, startling person. someone like that would miraculously enchant him despite his beliefs in all things aesthetic and whatnot. this, simultaneously, would cause him to become quite protective over you and your eccentricity, your individuality — he would hate for anyone to ever attempt to bring you down or challenge your aplomb. of course, he wouldn't be the textbook protective boyfriend — he'd merely be more observant and cautious of your endeavors, keeping a watchful eye on you and anyone who might imperil your caprice.

last (yet certainly not least) — the sex. do i even need to say it? dirty, absolutely debaucherous. whatever you're into, definitely, but as a few propositions as food for thought: light bdsm — choking, spanking, manhandling; marking with that red lipstick; complete ruination. locationally, anywhere the two of you deem somewhat appropriate, but especially in front of mirrors — he'd grow exceptionally fond of them. he knows how provocative you are and loves it, but he would also want you to observe how he wrecks you and thereby shatters that confident, poised façade. therefore, he'd have you gaping at your own reflection out of the merciless stretch of his cock, mewling out his name and begging for more. it would be wicked.