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Yellow Chrysanthemum - Teddy and billy please and thank you.
Teddy stops on his journey out the door. There’s a package on the counter, which wasn’t there earlier. He frowns in confusion. He walks over and it has his name on it (that’s all that’s written on the tag), which is even more mysterious.
”Huh…” He opens it slowly, and it turns out to be a new game controller. It makes him glance around because how did the sender know? His had died two nights prior, and he has not been able to go out to replace it.
Uh, finally got the first prompt done. I’m not really doing them in any order, by the way. Just doing whatever strikes me at the time. They’ll also vary in length. >3>;;
Would love a Teddy/Billy fic. Either how they got together or even Teddy doing a better proposal that would be great
Mild. It had been mild at best, in the beginning. At least that was what Billy told himself. However the way his cheeks had burned said otherwise. But yes, mild, and then comforting warmth, like wearing a cozy jacket on a brisk autumn walk. Then suddenly it was an inferno, sweltering and inescapable, not that Billy wanted to escape. No, definitely not.
BillyXTeddy, Sharing clothes?
Teddy frowned as he looked at his sweaters in his closet. He was certain the hoodie he wanted to wear was put here. He started sliding his clothes down the line of the closet rod. His desired item was not to be found.
A/N: Inspired by a discussion between myself and Art, about Billy and Teddy, his duties to Skrull throne, and intergalactic long distance calling… Crack ahoy~♥
When the images started, it was always a blur of white noise. One by one the holographic screens focused in on their subject, sometimes taking a while what with all the light years of distance weakening the reception. Time was difficult to calculate between galaxies, and while Teddy was usually able to estimate a decent hour some nights, on others— like tonight it seemed— he would run a little later than expected.
PSSST. Everyone should read this. Yes, even youuuu. Read now and be happy. 8D
A/N: Spoilers warning for ACC#9
“So I was thinking we could maybe go out for a movie later, you wanna?”
Billy trips, the convenience store bag on his arm swinging dangerously, but Teddy’s hand is quick to grasp arm and keep him from nosediving.
Oh Minu, this is gorgeous and heartbreaking. ;w; But, ah this is just how I pictured everything would be during this time. You captured both of their feelings so perfectly.
Billy’s so lost, and Teddy’s so helpless, but he tries. My heart aches for the both of them. And the altercation, ah that… just, Billy curling in on himself, afraid of springing into action… just it’s so wonderfully written. ;A;
Minu, this is an amazing piece of writing.
A drawing I did in livestream, thank you so much to everyone who kept me company!
I hope you like it!
hehehe… the drabble? :D
Billy’s fingers brush and grip into Teddy’s shoulder. He smiles at the sweet things Teddy murmurs in his ear, that completely counteract their current position. Teddy’s hands are wrapped around Billy’s ankles and Teddy keeps rubbing with his thumbs. Billy didn’t think that could possibly turn him on, but it is. It makes his cock twitch against Teddy’s. “Mmnn Teee.” Billy urges.
However the blonde licks at Billy’s neck instead, continuing rubbing circles over Billy’s ankles. Billy groans and bucks against Teddy, gliding against his lovers own length and abdomen. Teddy chuckles breathily in Billy’s ear. “All right, put it on then.” Teddy says as he nibbles on Billy’s ear.
The witch’s hands graze over the bed, looking for the condoms they had pulled out. He finally has one in hand, and he tears it open, shuddering from the sound. Just the anticipation… the thought of having more of Teddy is nearly enough for him.
dude dude DUUUUDE /just flailed her arms irl. silly prompt: Billy and Tommy, half way through the night they go to the kitchen and there's weird kitchen noises and they lose it XD (and the thing making the noise is something silly) Oh oh and maybe the boys are doing a Supernatural marathon so they start yelling "GHOSTS AAAAAAAH WHERES THE SALT?!"
Billy and Tommy didn’t share too much in common, despite their very similar appearance. However one quirk they did both possess was their late night cravings for food.
Unsurprisingly, Tommy made it to the kitchen first. Billy stumbled lethargically in, grunted at his ‘twin’ in acknowledgement before he opened the fridge. Just as they both pulled out their desired snacks, they heard strange noises. Billy’s slouchy posture quickly straightened and he turned to glower at Tommy. “Stop that.” He hissed.
“Me? It’s you.” Tommy remarked with a glare of his own. Then a utensil fell to the floor and just like that, Tommy was by Billy’s side. “See that totally had to be you Kaplan.” Tommy growled.
”It was not, Tommy.” Billy snapped, his voice gaining a higher pitch. “Just… grab the salt.” Billy said as he pushed at Tommy.
”What, come on. This isn’t that stupid show you and your boyfriend were watching.” Tommy answered as he rolled his eyes. However he remained rooted to his spot.