billy knight, but he’s had a hard day, so, the minute he gets home, he’s on you like a barnacle, gently pulling you into bed with him and snuggly up to you, clinging to you like you could simply vanish at any moment. billy takes your top off (with permission; sweet boy is all about getting your informed, non-coerced consent), then your bra off as well, and then nuzzles his handsome face between your boobs. when asked why he felt the need to do this, billy looks up at you shyly from between your tits, with a cute lil bashful smile on his face, and simply mumbles, “this is my happy place,” his warm breath fanning over your skin delightfully as he offers his explanation. and, like yeah, that implies that his happy place is smushed in between a set of tits, but more than that, it implies that you’re his happy place. <3

November fic rec list

Better late than never? Lol. I never made a fic rec list for November and it’s always bothered me. So here it is. Some of my fav fics for Eddie Munson, JQ’s other roles, and potentially some other ST characters. 🔥smut 🗡angst ☁️fluff 🕷️dark

MULTI PART FICS Weedman (Part 1 | Part 2) ☁️ by @bewilderedbunny Rumours (Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 )(older!eddie) by @msgexymunson Too cool to admit it(Sadist!Eddie x Masochist!reader) by @carolmunson Sorry I missed you(friends to lovers) by @mantorokk-writes June baby by @luveline Camera shy(camboy!eddie x reader) (Part 1 | Part 2) by @pedgito You’re being mean(mean!dom!eddie) by @pxrxcxa Cruel little vixen(rockstar!eddie x journalist!reader) by @honey-flustered Anywhere but here(rockstar!eddie x band manager!reader) by @thefreakymunson Things that go bump in the night (Part 1 | Part 2) 🕷️ by @sadboyeddie Summoning(Demon!Eddie) by @lokis-army-77 Daddy and pricess by @quinnsmunson

ONE SHOTS Shy boy, my boy(shy!Eddie) ☁️ by @usedtobecooler Calling Eddie baby cow eyes by ☁️ @pedgito First snow (friends to lovers) ☁️🔥 by /gatheredmoss First frost (friends to lovers)☁️ by /gatheredmoss Make it big 🔥 by @corrodedhawkins I hear you knocking 🔥 by @heavenbarnes Kitten licks ☁️ by @corroded-hellfire Mean!Eddie(hatefucking) 🔥 by @pedgito Mommy issues 🗡☁️ by @corroded-hellfire Time can’t stop me(quite like you did) 🗡 /gatheredmoss Sleepover 🔥 by @ladyfogg Eddie bumps into his long-time crush 🔥☁️ by @munson-blurbs Embarrasing:Eddie’s mistake(virgin!eddie x emerson!reader) 🔥☁️ by @boomhauer Simple rules(Dad!Eddie x teacher!reader) ☁️ by @pedgito Green is the color(Jealous!Eddie) ☁️ by @punk-in-docs Older!professor!reader x student!eddie 🔥 by @mypoisonedvine Dangerous encounter by 🕷️🔥 @jazzycurls Meant to be🕷️🔥 @jazzycurls Dark!violent!protective!Eddie 🕷️🔥 by @ceriseheaven CNC with knife play 🕷️🔥by @corrodedhawkins

DRABBLES/BLURBS/ETC Eddie in tiny basketball shorts ☁️🔥 by @pedgito Sleepy morning sex with Eddie 🔥 by @chainsawmunson Truth or dare 🔥 by @pinkrelish Watch you(eddie x autistic!reader) 🔥 by @mantorokk-writes​ Sucking Eddie’s cock 🔥 by @wndalovebot Kidnapper!Eddie 🕷️ by @elliewlums Perv!Eddie x Perv!Steve x reader x readers friend ☁️ by @newlips Reader thinks Eddie stands them up 🗡☁️ by @munson-blurbs Like real people do 🔥☁️ by @augustslippedavvay Perv!Eddie(thigh fucking) 🔥 by @newlips Free use 🔥 by @elliewlums Unforgiving(ghostface!Eddie) 🕷️🔥 by @the-queen-of-hell-666 Rockstar!Eddie thots (piss kink mention) 🔥 by @mouthfullofmunson Wayne seeing he raise eddie right(eddie x reader) ☁️ by @munson-blurbs Eddie comes home from a gig ☁️ by @pullhisteeth You call Eddie husband as a joke ☁️ by @marianita195 Dacryphilia 🔥 by @pedgito Eddie plays a new song ☁️ by @eddies-ashtray Can’t you see that you’re hurting me? 🗡☁️ by @sweetpeamunson Perv!eddie x innocent!reader 🕷️🔥 by @quinnsmunson Rockstar!eddie x rockstar!reader(rivals) by @luveline Trapped head inside a small, tin box 🔥by @chaseadrian Rockstar!kindasubby?!Eddie x anxious!jealous!reader 🔥🗡 by @hard-candy-writing Gross!perv!eddie 🔥 by @mypoisonedvine Phone sex/video sex with modern!Eddie 🔥by @poppy-metal Kate 🔥by @deadboyfriendd

NON EDDIE FICS Long hot summer (ralph penbury x reader) 🔥 by @usedtobecooler Billy knight x reader 🔥 by @usedtobecooler Billy knight x roommate!reader 🔥 by @mypoisonedvine

billie knight thot of the day: he’s a virgin, but he loves to jerk off. it’s a self soothing tactic, and it lets him explore his desires without confronting his trauma. when he starts dating you, his sex drive increases exponentially. he wants to do things with you so badly that his twice a week wank becomes a daily occurrence. he doesn’t know how to ask for what he wants. one day, he’s being spooned and you’re stroking his hair when your fingers catch a knot. when you gently pull, he whimpers loudly. you’re concerned until you notice the flush on his cheeks and the lump in his pants. finding the window you’ve desperately been searching for yourself, you offer to help him out. palming him over his pants, he whines so loudly and begs you to take off your clothes as he scrambles with his until both of you are in just your underwear. he’s mesmerized by your body, especially your chest and hips. kissing down his plush stomach which softened under your care, you gently pull down his boxers. his cock is gorgeous, surrounded by dark curls, about five and a half inches, and uncut. precum leaks all over your hand as you slowly jerk him off, him moaning and causing you to squeeze your thighs together. he wants to be inside of you so badly, so you oblige and slip him inside of you. the stretch is perfect and he starts moving, immediately slowing down so he doesn’t finish too quickly. you guide his hand down to your clit, and he’s a natural as he plays with the hood. the stimulation from him fucking you and his hand brings you so close so quickly. as you squeeze around him, he can’t hold it back anymore and he comes deep inside of you, soft tears rolling down his face. the two of you stay connected like that for a while before you clean him up and return to spooning him, this time without clothing in the way.

i'm frothing at the mouth. god the way i need him 😭

10 Celebrity crushes you had in your in life? (Even embaressing / problematic ones)

ohh 10 random celeb crushes off the top of my head that ive had.. hm 🤔 ill put it under a read more since 10 is a long list lol

1. billie joe armstrong. first crush i remember having in general at like age 5, and truly set the tone for what my ‘type’ would eventually be

2. duckie thot. self explanatory, look at her

3. charlie puth. yeah that was a weird phase, glad it’s over

4. taylor jardine. she was sooo everything to me when i was 14 and now we’re like divorced wives

5. awsten knight. *gunshots*

6. pete davidson. problematic and embarrassing, and still id drop everything 4 him

7. rahul kohli. god im down so bad for him but he’s so annoying online

8. blackbear. that’s my fucking wife (a 32 year old man)

9. rico nasty. i need her so bad

10. taylor upsahl. that’s my fucking wife (she really is)

BUBU'S MASTERLIST

Marvel

Frank Castle

Frank Castle & Billy Russo

Moon Knight

Call Of Duty

Miscellaneous

my masterlist will grow bigger as I write more but if u have any thots or requests, do pls send them my way, however answering might take a while depending on how busy I am, just bare with me pls 💞

Don't send full fics in my asks pls!

May I send you some Billy Knight thots, bestie?

alwaysssss

just wanted to let everyone know that my requests are open for Steve Harrington!

I will consider writing for other Stranger Things guys, except for Billy and any of the minors. keep in mind the request requirements are the same for any of the characters I write for.

I’ll write:

blurbs/lil’ drabbles

headcanons

thoughts or thots you have on these characters (see my moon knight drabble list for examples)

I WON’T write full length fics.

billy knight, but the two of you are sexting and trading dirty pics when, finally, you get so worked up that you just ask him to come over… and now billy’s mentally cursing himself because, unbeknownst to you, he’d been jerking off the whole time the two of you were texting and, consequently, already came a couple of times, so now his cock is fully limp with no hope of resurrection (or res-erection) any time soon.

Billy doesn't really like going out, so when he does… he deserves a little treat when he gets home. 😉

yeahhhh yeahhhhhh

he definitely deserves to stop for ice cream on the way home and get literally whatever he wants (cost be damned, he deserves nice things!!!), and also to get the sloppiest of toppies and the coziest of cuddles.

that being said… i too hate going out, so like maybe we could just reward each other for braving the world outside our home 🥺👉👈

it’s simply really:

Step 1. We leave the house to go out in *gags* public.

Step 2. We spent the most minimal amount of time out in public that’s both feasible and socially acceptable.

Step 3. We leave as soon as it is socially acceptable/feasible to do so.

Step 4. We stop on the way home to get ice cream from Coldstone (what is the UK equivalent of Coldstone?? do you guys have Coldstones???), and we get whatever we want because we deserve it.

Step 5. We get home.

Step 6. We go at it like rabbits until we are both literally exhausted.

Step 7. We cuddle in bed.

Step 8. We fall asleep in each other’s arms.

Step 9. We sleep in late the next morning because we deserve to relax.

Step 10. We spend the next day being lazy lil homebodies; watching movies, doing whatever household tasks take the least amount of effort (for me, that’s laundry, but also, i recognize that some people loathe doing laundry so like… live your truth), having even more sex, snuggling, playing with and tending to our pet(s), etc.

see? totally simple!

okay my heart is so full right now not only reading your response to my last ask but also the one someone sent in about girls who dress like art teachers bc that’s what i’m studying to do (early ed specifically) and also exactly how i dress 🥺 so i have a million things to say (i’m horny and i need billy to fuck me from behind so bad) so today my brain is absolutely DECAYING with the idea of billy with a wife who teaches. like i imagine billy struggles to have a consistent job because of his anxiety so he mostly does freelance carpentry work for the rich and bored, and so when he finds out you’re a teacher, he’s so excited to hear about your days teaching, what the training was like, and theories behind education. he loves to make you packed lunches and will sometimes drop by to see you during your lunch period if you aren’t busy wrangling kids. he says it’s because he misses you, which is true, but something about watching you in your element fills his heart (and cock) with so much love and longing. especially if you work with young kids, he can’t help imagining you taking care of his brood of calf eyed babies. when you have a bad day (which is rare), he’ll sit and rub your shoulders or your feet and just listen to you. your experience helping students with trauma allows you to take care of him quite gracefully, and he’s always excited to demo activities for your lessons. while you help him choose outfits that are good for carpentry and impressive for the client base he serves, he helps you pick out flowing skirts and tweed jackets and chunky sweaters. i also have a headcanon that he learned to do hair really well when he was younger in group homes even if he has no clue how to take care of his own, so he loves to sit with you kneeling on the floor as he braids and brushes your hair. every year, as a gift to you for the anniversary of your first date, he makes you something new for your classroom. there are other gifts for other anniversaries, like each year on your wedding anniversary he takes you out for dinner and surprises you with an activity like special museum events or visiting farms after hours which i’ll expand on in another ask, but you especially adore the things he makes you. one year he made you new cubbies for the kids, another year he carved you little animals to sit on your desk, the gifts ranging from practical to decorative. each one you displayed proudly on open house nights, and billy even got some clients through your avid displays of his gifts(he shows up to each open house in his nicest sweater that you chose to bring out his eyes). billy definitely has a bit of kink for you teaching him things, not even just sexual things. he gets bricked up by you explaining to him how to use the new remote for the tv or you lecturing him about separating the darks from the lights in the washing machine. you use that to your advantage to help motivate him, knowing that he’ll beg in a small voice for you to help him and guide him. when you first showed him how you liked to be touched so he would know just what to do, he came in his underwear the minute he touched you and you moaned what a good job he was doing. although he’s gotten more advanced in the sack (having almost daily sex will do that to you), he loves to play dumb and let you guide his hands or instruct him on how to touch his own cock because he loves the way you praise him (i’m not that into teacher roleplay, so i think this is a healthy medium). anyways, i have wayyy more thoughts about billy, especially pure filth and billy as a carpenter, that i might send over later. thank you for being so responsive and i’m super excited to continue bouncing feral thoughts off of each other! -🍊

warning: feral ramblings below the cut. read at your own risk. viewer discretion is advised. blah dee blah dee blahdee blah. 18+ as always. mdni.

awww you’re studying to be an art teacher!!! that’s amazing!! art teachers (especially the eccentric ones) are the best, istg!! in elementary school, my art teacher submitted a handprint painting i did to my hometown’s art competition and it won best painting in my age division which was nuts and was also the first time anything of mine had been celebrated by someone other than my parents… also my art teacher in high school let me eat lunch in her office every day because the crowded cafeteria made me nervous AND she once yelled at the assistant principal and dean of students (on my behalf) because she felt they weren’t doing enough to help me with my bullying issues. oh, and she also gave the coordinated caricatures my friend and i did in her class (mine was guy fieri with a giant ass head driving in the front seat of his convertible, and my friend’s was harambe with a gigantic head and a halo reclining in the back seat of the convertible… we literally measured all the lines and our papers to make sure that our pictures would line up perfectly) an A even though what we drew was definitely not what we were assigned (we were told to draw portraits of historical figures that we admire)… so yeah i fucking love art teachers 🫶🫶 genuinely some of the best people i have ever met.

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also “(i’m horny and i need billy to fuck me from behind so bad)”

first of all… same

second of all… he absolutely would, but he’d prefer to do it in front of a mirror so that he can still see your pretty face (the man has needs) <3

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(i know you said billy’s wife… but for my purposes, we’re gonna pretend you said long-term partner/girlfriend because, let’s be real here, billy wouldn’t need to yearn for having kids with you if he was your husband… because he definitely would’ve knocked you up within mere months of being married to you, if not literally on your wedding night or during your honeymoon, so like… that would just already be his reality lmao).

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billy would absolutely love that his significant other is a teacher 🥹🥹🥹 especially if you’re an art teacher because billy is such an artsy lil man.

i feel like billy himself always wanted to be a teacher growing up — specifically a primary school teacher because he gets on surprisingly well with young kids (preteens and teenagers scare the living shit out of him) — but he was never in the right state of mind to go to school to pursue that dream. so, he definitely loves that you’re one.

billy listens so attentively when you talk about how your day went each night because 1) he could listen to you talk for hours as is and 2) he’s genuinely interested in what you did that day. you’re totally right about him asking about what your training was like and wanting to discuss various theories on education with you.

truthfully, billy sort of lives vicariously through you. for example, no matter what subject you teach, billy will always offer to help you grade assignments, so you’ve gotten used to making extra copies of the answer keys for him (or, if you’re an art teacher, you’ve gotten used to making an extra copy of the instructions so that he can see how closely each student followed your directions… not that it truly matters, you mostly grade based on how students behave during class because art is art and you would never dare tell a kid they made bad art, you wouldn’t even dare to think it, you sweet angel, you… okay you might think it sometimes… but only when some of the year 6 kids turn in shit that looks like it was drawn by a blindfolded drunkard who lacked any tactile perception). he has pictures of you at work, most sourced from your school’s website, printed out, and posted all over his art studio (aka the spare bedroom you two converted into a makeshift art studio) and one or two in his wallet as well. billy knows all of your students’ names; he knows which ones give you the most trouble, he knows who the underdogs are (the students who don’t do so well in school, but who you root for unconditionally because you know they’re good kids), he knows which kids have more artistic talent jam-packed in their little bodies than they know what to do with, hell, he even knows about the two year 6 (5th grade) students that have this sort of will-they-won’t-they thing going on. billy even helps you set up your classroom before each school year starts and, then, he helps you take everything down when the year ends. he helps you pick out decor and supplies for your classroom, he helps you pick out movies for the kids to watch on special movie days, he helps you pick out holiday decorations and themed snacks and games for your classroom holiday parties, he helps you with everything simply because he wants to be involved because he loves what you do just as much as you love it.

growing up, my elementary school always had back-to-school picnics at the start of the year so that kids could check out their new classrooms and meet their teachers before the first day of school. they also had end-of-the-year events where parents could get advice about how to best help their kids prepare for the next school year (mostly just getting summer reading lists and any additional info about the school-recommend and/or school-run summercare options available in their local community) and where kids could see their friends one last time before summer began. so, if your school does those sorts of events too, then you bet your ass that billy willingly goes to both of those events. truthfully, billy attends any event hosted by the school for the families in the community. for instance, my elementary school used do this thing called trunk-or-treat, where parents and teachers would sign up beforehand and then, the night of, they would park in the school’s parking lots with the trunks of their cars opened up and all decked out for halloween, and kids would walk around with their friends and parents and visit everyone’s cars and get candy from each car and eat way too much of it that night and then burn off their sugar rush on the school playground 😂😂 it was amazing and so soooo cute. if your school does something like that, then billy signs up every single year, and every year the two of you have so much fun putting your hearts and souls into decorating the trunk of your car. in fact, you two have even won best-trunk-in-show for the last two years because you’re just that good.

and, you’re so right, billy probably does something like freelance carpentry or making stuff to sell on etsy, something to give him some income but also something that won’t demand too much of him; because he will have bad days, days where he can’t work, days where he can’t function right, days where he just needs to stay home and focus on getting better.

of course, billy’s relaxed, self-employed schedule does come with an added bonus: he’s able to take care of you the way he wants to. you’re totally right about him making you packed lunches; he makes you the bestest packed lunches ever. they’re not just regular packed lunches, no, billy makes you the most aesthetically pleasing bento boxes anyone has ever seen, chalked full of the tastiest foods he can make. he doesn’t make them for you every day (mostly because you’re stubborn and won’t let him dote on you as much as he wants to… which, in your defense, is because you feel like it’s not fair to him since you don’t have time to put that much effort into reciprocating/doting on him in return), but he makes a point to pack your lunch three out of five days of the week. the other two days are usually ones where he allows you to fend for yourself because he knows you like your independence sometimes. notice i said “usually”… because, yeah, billy just can’t help himself, he wants to spoil you so bad. so, sometimes he breaks the rules, grabbing a couple yummy dishes from your favorite takeaway place and surprising you at work with a delicious meal that the two of you can share. once a month, when you’re on cafeteria/canteen duty, this means that he has to sit at a very short table (one that was absolutely not designed with anyone over 14 in mind), his knees pressing uncomfortably into the bottom of the table as he eats lunch mostly by himself — except for when you take little breaks to sit and talk to him — whilst he watches you monitor the gigantic room with the help of only one other faculty member; the two of you occasionally reprimanding kids to keep them in line and helping the littlest among them open certain packaged items, making sure lunchtime runs smoothly. on days where you’re not on cafeteria/canteen duty, billy only has to endure the “oohs” and “ahhs” and curious, lingering stares of inquisitive (nosey) schoolchildren for a few minutes before the kids are sent off to the cafeteria/canteen to eat their own lunches, leaving you and him alone in your classroom to enjoy your meal and spend some quality time together.

billy’s definitely very introverted, but he goes above and beyond to be involved in your life, especially in your work and the community that surrounds it. he genuinely enjoys getting to know your coworkers and the parents of your students. but, like you said, what he loves most of all is watching you interact with the kids… even when they are all paying him entirely too much attention and asking him entirely too many and entirely too personal questions (“are you and miss ____ married?” “when are you and miss ____ gonna get married?” “do you have babies?” “why does your face look like that?” “if miss ____ gets to bring you to school, how come i can’t bring my lizard?”). like you said, watching you interact with your students, especially the littles, gives him such a warm, fuzzy, lovely feeling. he can’t help but imagine how kind and gentle and patient you’d be with kids of your own… kids that were created with and born out of the love the two of you have for each other… kids that have his beautiful brown eyes, the very same ones he inherited from his late mother, and dimples just like his, but that have your pretty hair and your beaming grin…

yeahhh, he wants so badly to have kids with you, and that nagging desire only gets stronger everytime he watches your face light up as you watch one your students finally get something (whether that be how to draw a three-dimensional shape or how to tie their shoes or how to spell the word ‘definitely’), everytime he watches you gently console a kid who fell and scraped his knees at recess, and everytime he catches you having a conversation with one of your students. the way you converse with your studfents is so special… you talk to them like they’re your equals no matter how old they are, treat them with the utmost respect, regard them with warm acceptance and empathy, subtly encourage them to be themselves to the fullest, and take genuine interest in what they’re telling you. these are all the things his dad never did for him, all the things his mum never got the chance to do because she passed while he was still so young, all the things he watched his classmates’ parents do for them as a young boy, and watching you do these things for your students makes him fall even more hopelessly in love with you. watching you be such a good teacher to your students, such a wonderful role model for them, fills him with so much joy, and, as much as he gets embarrassed about it, thinking about how lovely you are, how amazing you are with kids, how wonderful of a mum you’ll be one day, well... that never fails to get him hard. breeding kink go brrrrr.

anyways… yeah YEAHH he does give you shoulder and foot rubs because he loves you and he cares about you and he likes doting on you (an added bonus is that you always return the favor whenever he’s been hard at work all day, but that’s not why he does it. no, he does it because he’s amazing and he loves you and he likes taking care of you).

yes yes yes to him demoing activities with you. that is literally all your sunday’s consist of during the school year: demoing activities, grading whatever assignments you didn’t finish grading during the week (usually not that many), and doing any last minute lesson-plan-prepping together, all from the comfort of your couch (or from your kitchen whenever the activities are too messy to be done on the couch), and billy wouldn’t have it any other way. he loves your not-so-lazy-but-still-plenty-lazy sundays, the kind of days where you two get a lot done without really feeling like you’ve done anything at all.

about the outfits…

mhm mhm yep yep. you help him pick out comfy, but practical outfits for himself; pants with lots of pockets, a tool belt that can hold his tools without sagging too low on his hips, shirts that will keep him warm but that are still plenty breathable, clothes that won’t get caught on any nails or other objects protruding from walls, shoes with thick soles so he won’t get hurt if he accidentally steps on a nail or some glass, splinter-proof gloves, etc. and billy helps you pick out the cutest items imaginable whenever you two go thrifting/shopping together; cute jean overalls for casual fridays, midi skirts that are dressy enough for work but still comfortable, sweaters that will keep you plenty warm whenever the heater in your classroom breaks for days on end during the cold winter months (as it always does), shoes that are cute but comfy enough to wear for the entire school day (without getting blisters or horribly sore soles), jackets and pants and blouses that are professional and classy enough to wear to parent-teacher conferences but that still have that artsy, hippie-esque look to them that you love so much.

also yes yes YESSS TO THE HAIR BRUSHING!!! (and to the group homes headcanon. unfortunately, he was probably stuck with his bullshit excuse for a dad for much of his childhood, but, during his teen years, after his third hospitalization in the span of a year, the system stepped in and removed him from his home, uprooting his life and bouncing him around from group home to group home. billy thinks he probably shouldn’t look back so fondly on the years in which he was separated from his family, but he sort of does. sure, it lacked the stability all kids need and it forced him to not only hang out with, but live with his peers, even those who picked on him. however, it’s not like he’d ever had real, true stability in the first place and… well, the taunting of a fifteen-year-old asshole who has it just as bad as you will never ever compare to the vitriol his father and his brother used to subject him to).

anyways *clears throat* sorry about that. where were we?? oh the hair brushing and braiding, yes, yes. yet another way billy takes care of you: he helps you tame the unruly bird’s nest that is your hair every morning. you’re terrible at doing your own hair (massive self-insert here) and always have been, and billy, beautiful, kind billy, he mercifully (and frequently) takes that responsibility out of your hands in the mornings and does your hair for you. it’s not an everyday occurrence, but it happens a lot, so much so that he’s actually gotten quite good at using a curling iron, despite the fact that he’d never ever used one (or even held one) prior to being in a relationship with you.

but don’t worry, you dote on him plenty in return. when he gets home from a hard day’s work, you’re quick to take a shower with him, helping him wash off (which is really just you massaging the soapy suds into his skin because you love the way he reacts to it, all fucked out and in pure bliss even though you haven’t even touched his cock yet), you’ll *ehm* take care of him in there too, of course (*cough* jerking him off under the warm spray *cough* littering his pale skin with hickeys as you pump his cock with your fist *cough* letting him use your hand like a fleshlight *cough* helping support him to keep him upright when he starts getting all weak in the knees *cough* making him feel so good that he reaches his peak in mere minutes, cumming all over your tummy, the last of his spend coating your hands as you work him through his orgasm *cough* *cough*). then, once you two have finished cleaning up, you get out and help him dry off his hair with a soft, fluffy towel. once you’ve both dried of sufficiently, you then lay him down on the bed and deftly massage him, focusing on his back, and legs, and arms, and, okay, everywhere, focusing everywhere, working the sweet smelling lotion into his skin as you do so. you even rub some soothing balm on his calloused hands and feet afterwards, fully pampering him. then, you ride him within an inch of his life and let him fill you up with his second release of the evening. and then, you two order in some dinner and eat it whilst watching TV. finally, you two head to bed, where you then have sleepy, slow, passionate sex before falling asleep in each other’s arms, his softening cock still nestled inside you as you drift off to sleep.

also billy making something for your classroom as your anniversary gift 🥹🥹💖💖💖 he most definitely does.

the first year, it was a cute little wooden sign with the words “Miss ____’s Class” engraved on it, along with some cute little bunnies and butterflies and flowers, complete with the cutest lil curvy bordering. then, for your second anniversary, it was a carved wooden statue of your favorite animal. next, for your third anniversary, he went above and beyond and made you a bunch of cubbies for your students to keep their art-smocks/backpacks/other stuff in. however, they weren’t just normal cubbies, no, they had this beautiful elven forest-y pattern carved into them. for that anniversary he also made you a brand new drying rack that had this really cool elven tree design to it to match the cubbies, because, again, he went above and beyond that year simply because he felt like it. then for your most recent anniversary, billy made the most adorable rocking chair for you to sit in while you read to your students/while you man whatever artistic contraptions the kids aren’t allowed to use without constant supervision/while you drink your tea and catch up on grading or lesson-planning during your afternoon free period. and, of course, the chair also had a forest-y, elven design to it because billy fully supports your dream of turning your boring old classroom into a mystical, fantastical place for learning — a sort of elven den of creativity. for christmas one year, he even whittled you a bunch of wands and scepters and attached cool, surprisingly realistic plastic geodes and crystals to the ends of them so that you could decorate your classroom with them and add to the mystical, magical vibes. suffice to say, you have the coolest classroom in school, hands down, no competition.

also yes yes yes, a million times yes to billy having a sort of teaching kink. the man gets so unreasonably turned on when you try to show him how to do things or explain things to him. no matter what you’re trying to teach him, his blood always immediately flows south, towards his hardening his cock and away from his head, leaving nothing more than the sound of white noise and the desire to submit himself to you in every way imaginable behind in his brain. he loves listening to you and having you tell him what to do (not in a bossy way, but in a guiding, gentle way), he goes mad for it. the way your voice lilts when you’re patiently instructing him on how to do something once again after he’s already messed up five times beforehand makes billy go dumb with lust. having you teach him things doesn’t always make him so dumb and pitifully horny, though. no, there’s levels to this. when you try to teach him to do simple tasks like how to un-jam the door to your mailbox or explain simple things to him like why you’re suddenly buying an entirely new brand of peanut butter (because it turns out your usual brand uses some preservative that has recently been linked to some awful health defects… which you found out by reading an article in some widely accredited medical journal because you’re a nerd, a well-informed nerd), he gets a little excited, maybe gets a half-chub, nothing too drastic, nothing that can’t simply be tucked up into his waistband and ignored until it goes down, should that be necessary. but when you try to walk billy through more complex tasks, the kind that he usually messes up the first few times which leads to you giving in and gently directing his every move… oof. like when he helps you decorate your christmas tree and you, ever the perfectionist, direct him on exactly where to put each and every single ornaments, how to string up the lights so they’re the perfect level of droopy without actually falling off the tree, how to secure the star to the top of the tree, how to water and tend to the christmas tree you two picked out at a christmas tree farm as it resides in your living room, hanging onto whatever life it’s got left like a plant in a vase after it’s been separated from its roots…. well, having you guide him through those complex, intricately detailed tasks never fails to turn him into the horniest of himbos; fully lustdrunk and so hard that it’s nearly painful. consequently, having the hottest sex imaginable after putting up and decorating your christmas tree is a holiday tradition for you and billy.

also yes to him cumming in his pants the first time you taught him how to make you cum… he probably didn’t even get to actually fuck you that night because, by the time he’d made you cum on his fingers and his tongue, he’d already came so many times that his cock was fully limp and so sensitive that it hurt, truly hurt, whenever it was met with even the tiniest, lightest touch… he had to spend the rest of the night completely nude because he was just too sensitive to wear underwear or trousers and he certainly wasn’t going to walk around with just a shirt on like winnie the fucking pooh.

and you’re right. it’s not like teacher roleplay, it’s just you guiding him and showing him how to do things and explaining things to him and telling him what to do and being so patient and kind and gentle and maybe a little condescending (just a tiny bit, not true degradation, but just talking down to him in a teasing way) but also giving him so sooo much praise. its the most gentle and softest domming of all time and dear christ it makes him feel all fuzzyheaded and spacey and fucked out in the best way possible.

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please feel free to send over those carpenter!billy thoughts if you want!! i love reading what your amazing mind comes up with. hopefully i’ll be able to respond to the other stuff you’ve sent me sometime soon!! i’ve read them all a million times over, i just haven’t gotten around to actually typing out responses yet… but please know that i enjoy reading them (and rereading them and rereading them and rereading them and then rereading them again and on and on forever until i pass away and ascend to the literal heavens from all the loveliness contained in them… jk but also… they are immaculate.)

send me all the feral thoughts you got, my lovely lil orange nonnie. 💕

my billy knight porn/jack off opinion is that he uses it as a way to keep his head quiet, so he uses it to self sooth once or twice throughout the day. i feel like his top categories are breeding, breast play (maybe even a bit of mommy kink), and intimate. like he really likes videos where there’s a lot of emotional intimacy and that make him feel taken care of. i also feel like he has a bit of a thing for women who look real and not like regular porn stars, especially bigger women with soft stomachs and stretch marks. i have many thoughts about billy breeding kink and body worship; do you take anons? if so can i be 🍊?

God, you’re so spot on about the self-soothing thing. When it’s a bad brain day, that man will watch porn and jerk off all day (he edges himself multiple times just so he can truly do it all day). On an average day, he probably jerks off 2-4 times a day. Honestly, it really helps him quiet his mind and focus on something other than his swirling feelings of anxiety and the mean voices in his head; it’s almost like meditation in that way (except actual meditation has never worked for Billy).

The categories are spot on too!!! Emotional intimacy is so fucking hot to him. Even when Billy settles into a serious relationship and becomes less love-starved, he still finds emotional intimacy hot. And yes, he lovesss the idea of being taken care of, but, he also likes the idea of someone else wanting and trusting him to take care of them; he likes the idea of being needed. So, tbh, I think he’d go back and forth between watching porn where guys like him are given that sort of tender care and affection and porn where guys like him are giving that sort of tender care and affection. For those of us who appreciate a good mommy/daddy kink, I think he’d go back and forth between watching mommy kink and daddy kink porn (only the intimate ones, of course! Billy’s not a fan of the more hardcore stuff). For those of you who don’t appreciate that, that’s fine, just ignore that last sentence. <3

Guess what?? YOU ARE SO INCREDIBLY CORRECT ABOUT HIM PREFERRING REALISTIC BODIES!!! As an artist (or, at least, someone who appreciates art and creates it as a hobby), Billy appreciates the beauty of real bodies; soft/chubby stomachs, skin that dimples and has stretch marks, boobs that sag with their natural weight/aren’t quite “perky,” etc.

Billy spends most of his time watching amateur porn so he can see real bodies and real intimacy.

Also, yes, I am taking anons! I’m not currently taking like fic requests because of my new job (my schedule is foocking nuts), but my asks are ALWAYS open for lil ideas and stuff that anyone might want to share with me (like you did in this ask!). You’re actually my first anon with their own emoji so, yeah, 🍊 is all yours!

so i was watching say yes to the dress w/ my family and now my brain is melting thinking about billy and your wedding 🥺 he would be so excited to propose, and even though he couldn’t get you an extravagant ring, he would save enough to get something dainty from a local jeweler and present it to you on a nice evening walk. of course you’d say yes to him, and even though he’d let you take the lead with the planning, he would accompany you to each meeting (except for the dress fitting of course). the wedding would be v intimate with less than 30 people, maybe in a garden or a small barn. he would go through extra measures to make sure his hair looks nice and his suit fits him well (at least moreso than his usual baggy clothing). he would be so nervous that his ticks would get much more prominent, but all of his anxiety about the day would fade when he saw you in your dress. your hair and makeup highlighted your features when they caught the light, and the dress accentuated your figure perfectly. he cries when you exchange your rings and vows, and your whole bodies light up when you share your wedding kiss. the reception is a quaint luncheon with many a sentimental toast from your nearest and dearest, and your first dance reminds you of why you fell in love with him but also his growth (he almost trips you with his two left feet, but catches you and strokes your hair as he giggles and apologizes). your flight to your honeymoon is the next morning, so you plan to stay the night at your home, but that won’t stop billy from lifting you up and carrying you over the threshold, kissing up and down your neck and grinding against you as he helps you get out of your dress. usually you’d take the time to really tease him and maybe suck him off before jumping to actual sex, but you practically rip his clothes off his body and spin him around so he’s on top of you, guiding his gorgeous cock to your entrance and begging him to breed you so you can make him a daddy. the night is spent with him filling you up time and time again, whimpering out i love yous and dreams for the future. god i just need him so bad! also, i have many more thots including general nsfw headcanons (like what he’s packing) and thoughts about domestic living with him (like adopting a dog with him, what he’d be like as a dad, cooking dinner with him, etc) so lemme know if you want to humor me with those! -🍊

the way that every single word of this is absolutely correct 😭😭 i need him!! i want one!! where can i get my own billy in real life??? do i have to like… find a recipe somewhere and bake him with a lil witchy magic or… sell my soul to satan himself… or is the precious, handsome man available for purchase somewhere??? 💖💖

honestly, you’re right, that sweet lil puppy would be so excited to propose. and, no, he wouldn’t have the money to buy you some extravagant ring… BUT, i’ve said it before and i’ll continue saying it until my fucking thumbs fall off from typing it so much:

billy does something 1000x better than buying you some super expensive ring… he takes jewlery making classes at the local community centre so that he can make you your dream engagement ring with his own two lovely (and very talented 😏) hands. why? because that man is dedicated to you, mind, body, and soul, and he enjoys making you nice things!!! and spoiling you!! and making you cry happy tears/tears of joy while you flash him that brilliant, lovely smile of yours! oh my godddd he’s so fucking in love with you, like it’s almost gross how lovey dovey he is… or at least it would be gross if you weren’t just as in love with him.

the image of billy in nice suit with his hair all done up, crying tears of wonder and joy as he sees you walking down the aisle… yeah, yeahhhh, that’ll do it 😭😭😭😭

definitely sobs during your vows but honestly like… your definitely crying too because you’re both just hopeless romantic lil goobers who somehow managed to find solace and safety and comfort and love in each other amongst all the harshness and noise of the world around you.

awww dancing with my snuggly sweet billygoat *sniffles* that’s the dream 💖💖 personally, i think billy would request that you two dance to some classic love song, something that’s probably a lil cheesy because well… you’re both a lil cheesy, let’s be real. the kind of love you two have is that wholesome, ooey gooey, cheesy kind of love. sure, it has its fair share of ups and downs, but you that soft, fluffy love never fades. it’s not the love you’ll hear about in fairytales, it’s more realistic than that, but it’s still lovely and wonderful and sweet all the same. he’s not your prince charming, no, that implies some sort of level of perfection that no one could ever possibly reach and that, frankly, you’d never even try to ask him to reach. no, he’s just… he’s your billy. he’s himself and he’s in love with you and he’s just as much yours as you are his (which is to say completely and forevermore), and that’s all you could ever want in a man because, honestly, billy knight is amazing and the way he loves is amazing too. 💖💖

and OH MY GODDDD he’d be so needy as soon as the two of you got in the car to leave the reception. if it weren’t for the sake of the kind driver your friends hired so you two wouldn’t have to actually drive yourselves home on your wedding night, he would’ve very carefully taken that dress off of you (because it’s beautiful and you look like a goddess in it and he wants to save it forever and ask you to wear again in a year so he can marry you all over again because dear god this is the best day of his life and he wants to relieve it as much as possible because it’s just so magnificent and wonderful) and fucked you right in the backseat of the car. but he endeavored to be patient… simply for the sake of Paul, your nice, friendly driver who deserves to not be traumatized by the image of two complete strangers going at it like rabbits in the back seat of his fancy car. however, the minute you two gross the threshold of your front door, it’s fair game and billy’s on you the minute he sets you down (probably before he even sets you down tbh).

also the way that he would definitely moan out the words “yeah, that’s it. make me a daddy, petal. fuck, make me cum, baby. gonna make me a daddy, right, love?” while you ride him within an inch of his life… yeah… that.

definitely wakes up and starts kissing your belly in the morning as if your baby is already in there. probably (definitely) says hello to the little clump of cells too. he’s like “daddy can’t wait to meet you, little one.” and you’re like, “bill… we don’t even know if i’m pregnant yet, slow your roll.” but nahhh billy knows, in his heart of hearts, billy knows that his baby is right there, safe and sound in their mama’s womb, growing and growing, just waiting til the day that they get to meet their daddy.

… does that mean he stops fucking you full of his cum? no, no it does not. better to be safe than sorry, right? if the little goober isn’t in there yet, they sure will be by the time your honeymoon is over, billy’s making sure of it.

also pleaseee i beg, i plead gimme moreeeee you kind, lovely, beautiful, generous anon. the chokehold that your asks have on me… babe, its unwavering like i’m HOOKED. i, and i don’t mean this lightly, am so fucking grateful for you 💖💖

Me?? Thinking about edging Billy Knight until he’s blushing from the tips of his ears down to the beginning of his chest while tears are rolling down his rosy cheeks, only to finally let him cum once he begs for it really nicely??? Yeah.

billy knight, but the two of you are on holiday together and he got sunburned all along his back, as well as the backs of his legs and the back of his neck while the two of you were on a day-long snorkeling excursion. of course, you two were responsible and had put on sunscreen and reapplied as necessary, but apparently you hadn’t been quick enough to reapply it a couple of times, because your beloved boyfriend got a burnt to a crisp. it’s nothing too severe, it certainly won’t bubble or blister, but it is fairly red and it is definitely uncomfortable/pretty painful. so now billy’s lying face down on your bed, moaning in agony as you rub soothing aloe vera gel on his poor, red back. never fear, those moans of agony soon turn to delightful hums of pleasure as the cool aloe works its magic. it’ll still be pretty tender for a couple of days, though, no matter how much aloe vera you apply. poor sweet man and his poor pale skin. :(

guess you’ll have to suck his dick to make it up to him.

today, my obgyn told me that it’s better for your vaginal health to sleep without underwear on and either wearing loose fitting shorts or no bottoms at all (if possible)… the way that i would immediately use this information to tease billy knight if i was his gf. if it was early-ish in the relationship (like maybe we’ve only had sex once and we’re not yet living together), i’d invite him to spend the night at my place and, as he’s brushing his teeth in my bathroom, i’d strip down to nothing and climb in bed and just wait for him to come into the bedroom, pull back the covers to climb into my bed, and notice the fact that i’m butt naked… god that would make him blush from the tips of his ears down to his chest and stutter all bashfully as he cock kicks up with interest and, dear christ, i’d love every second of it. i’d try to play it all coy and be like “oh, sorry, my doctor just says it’s better for my health to sleep without any of those pesky clothes on.” but the minute he deflated as he (falsely) came to the conclusion that i was not trying to seduce him, but was just going to bed this way for my own, personal reasons, i’d be eating my fucking words like, “no wait, please, this is all for you, billy. i want you. please.”

i am absolutely rizzless but it’s okay because billy is too.

for wheels’s sake, rizzless means i have no game/suck at flirting.

i’d watch billy knight score a loaf a bread before baking it and i’d immediately throw myself out him. like his hands??? but covered in flour??? one palm gently glides along the rounded dough while his other hand deftly wields a knife, using the sharpest point to breach the very top of the surface, just enough to open the top of the mound, revealing the doughy middle. jesus christ that’s so fucking unreasonably hot.

he’d be so confused as to why you’re so horny and needy all of a sudden. not that he’d be complaining!! billy’s essentially horny for you 24/7, so it’s always nice for that to be reciprocated! but you’re usually a bit less… feral about it. but now? now you’re wordlessly and abruptly dropping to your knees before him on the kitchen tile, frantically undoing his belt and moving it out of the way so that you can undo the button on his pants, unzip the fly, and get to his cock. the way you see it, the sooner you get his cock inside your mouth, the better. the way he sees it… well, frankly, billy thinks he might’ve died and gone to heaven just now. he genuinely can’t believe this is real, you’re real, and you’re here, sucking his cock… yeah, billy’s not gonna last long. luckily, for both him and for you, he’s usually able to get it up again fairly quickly.