How About Some Dating Headcanons For Weather Report?

How about some dating headcanons for Weather Report?

A/n: ugh this was kinda shit but whatever, I tried to be as in character as possible but probs gotten more occ as I went along.

Being forcefully dragged into the ghost room by the likes of Emporio or Joylene where you met Weather Report was the catalyst of your relationship believe it or not.

Intimidated by him at first you soon learnt that Weather was in fact a sweetheart for a man of few words. For starters his habit of standing on his tippy toes was absolutely adorable to you yet you sometimes wondered how he could stand on them for so long without straining a muscle or otherwise. His piercing blue eyes whilst seemingly all knowing were also as unbearably lost due to his amnesia. So whenever he rested he head against your shoulder or within you lap as your laying down, peering up at you like a cat awaiting long overdue affection, you found yourself caving quite quickly to his silent demands of your love.

His love languages would be quality time and slight physical touch, though the second one was more or less behind closed doors rather then explicitly in public. Such as snuggling up against one another in the Ghost Room where’d you listen intently as he read novels with his deep, baritone voice, sending you adrift in sleep in a matter of seconds. Not that he’s ashamed or anything but more so out of his concern that it would disrupt your comfortability; he has a tendency to put your well being and safety before his own which you feared would become his Achilles heel

Weather reassured those worries with hushed sweet words and reassuring squeezes all the while remaining firm eye contact with you as if trying to convey his every emotion into them so you’d understand that if he were to die knowing he had succeeded in protecting you from harm, he’d be happy to subsume to his wounds.

Obviously not getting the point of your concerns, you’d lightly smack his bicep telling him that wasn’t what you meant before going into a tangent on who was gonna read TV guides with you and such. All the while not noticing how his stormy blue eyes seemed to lighten in colour and a smile spread across his lips the longer you went on, touched at the impact his presence had on you during a short amount of time into dating him.

He’s protective, insanely so when it comes to you that anyone he believes poses a threat to your safety is being glared down as he walks besides you, placing a arm by your side, drawing you into his side all without letting his eyes leave the person for a single second. It may or may not also be an excuse for him to hold you so closely under the eyes of other inmates, will he admit to it? Yeah just solely for the fact that he’d watch your expression change into a flustered one within a blink of an eye.

Touch starved to hell and back so at first when you laid a hand against his shoulder or brush up against his side, he stiffens like stone before relaxing into it until sooner or later he craves it like a drug and would find and matriculate ways where he’d be able to feel your touch once more. He’s slick with it but you’d always tell him that he doesn’t have to put such effort for something he could’ve just asked for but Weather likes the reaction they get.

During times of stress you always knew you could count on Weather to bring you back to reality. It pains him to see you so lost in hard times, feeling as though you were being pushed closer to the edge by your own two hands and in times like these weather would take you to a less populated room and just hold you against his chest, allowing you to hear his heart as he held your hand against his chest to remind you that he was there to brave this with you before pressing kisses into your skin.

He has a way with words i believe that I wouldn’t put it past him to write cute little well written letters and get them to you somehow. They would consist of things that reminded the man of you, right down to the littlest detail, and how he longed to hold you in his arms as you both drift off to sleep within each other’s presence after particularly rough moments, that left you a little more loved with each and every re-read.

Don’t contradict me but I firmly believe that he smells like how grass would smell after rain with some hints of natural musk. It’s relaxing that when in a sleepy mood you would cling to him, head buried deep into his neck as you breathed him in slowly to linger on this feeling for as long as you could before you were forced to separate.

I feel like everyone should see this seal we saw in ireland

Poly relationship of the pillar man with a shoml bf?

Is just 4 big man and i tiny trans boy lol

I don’t know if you want reader to be trans but I’ll have some small billet points about it!

Whenever y’all go out you get a lot of stares

Some tiny guy with four huge gods behind him

You all share a bed

You’ve never actually been on it opting to rest on the bodies of one of your boyfriends

And the lack of room

When you all walk together in public you’re practically sprinting to keep up with their long strides

Ask them to carry you and in a millisecond they all reach for you

Occasionally you and wamuu have movie nights which he bragged to the others about because it was when he got you all to himself

While they all love you and understand that the others will spend time with you that doesn’t stop them from being a little possible now and then

Sometimes during said movie nights kars will lift you from wamuus arms saying he needs you to help him with his garden

Esidise will call you from in the house to go to the shops with him to pick up a few things needed for the house

When you do get back to wamuu you’re sure to give him much more attention

When you’re not spending time with wamuu kars has you with him teaching you how to care for the many plants he has in his garden

If not with Kars or wamuu Esidise is holding your hand and taking you outside to do whatever domestic idea he has in mind

Though you do all together relax, hang out, and have many dates

Today's Seal Is: Yay Yay Yay Wahoo Yippee!

if you don't booyah back i am killing both of us

Okay but like 12 with Polnareff is very fitting fir the fact that he has so much self loathing and guilt and also so many scars from all his battles 😭😭😭

The way you requested this one for Polnareff last time I did this 😂😂

Gonna reverse the roles this time! Also ANGST TRAIN CHOO CHOO

Takes place before Polnareff leaves to find the arrows

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Polnareff held you close, his nose buried in the crook of your neck. Hands pressed to your back so he could envelop you completely. He was shaking, though he tried to play it off.

"I promise I'll be back as soon as I can be," he murmurs into your neck. Pressing hot open mouthed kisses to your skin as his hands began to wander

You arched into your lover, hands tugging at his silvery hair as he spoiled you. Polnareff always spoiled you, but this felt a little different. His hands were less clumsy and he didnt crack a single joke or a smile. His face stern and concentrated as he removed your clothing.

"I promise I'll be safe. I'll come back home to you"

His voice shook as he whispered to you. Hand squeezing every inch he could reach. You guided him up to your lips with a hand on his jaw, kissing him until he melted into you. Your hands gliding over his back and chest. Admiring Jean's strength, his scars, everything.

Jean moaned into your mouth as he slid home. The push of his cock making your toes curl delightfully. It took all you had to let him pleasure you how he saw fit, and not flip him over to ridd him the way he so deserved.

Polnareff was gentle with his thrusts, ensuring you felt every inch he had to offer you. His face burried in your neck as he made love to you.

"Gonna make you feel so good. And so loved before I go. You deserve it. Every inch of you should be loved,"

Polnareff dipped his hands beneath your knees, folding you in half to fuck you deeper. Your own cries had grown in volume, a band low behind your stomach growing tighter by the second as your lover worked you to orgasm.

"Gonna love you....one last time"