Y'all Want Some Uuuuuuuhhhh,,, Billy Lenz???

Y'all want some uuuuuuuhhhh,,, billy lenz???

I couldn't decide which one is better so have both :)

He became more of a twink then I originally planned but I still think it looks good. Also I have no idea if it is noticeable, but I play around with shadows and light resources more, so it took me a whole fucking day to finish this, I did brighten up the picture quite a lot so it probably isn't as prominent

Aksjduiwjsis THANK YOU !!

Okay so this is the first time I requests somthing and I'm really nervous but I also LOVE your work and since your ask box is open I hope I'm not a burden.

Soooo,,,,could I requests some soft comfort headcanons with Og Billy,Piss Billy and Brahms (because they are my 🌟boys🌟)with a s/o who is normally calm, collected and more on the colder side but gets extremely panicky and a mess about any kind of social interaction or when stuff doesn't go the way it should. And when they go thru the whole situation they follow the slashers around like a lost puppy and are just really needy of their attention,touch and comfort.

Preferably a male s/o but gender neutral is also completely fine!

I went thru something really stressful that was completely new for me (but everything went well!) And your amazing writing skills would really cheer me up

Thank you for your time (◕ᴗ◕✿)(◍•ᴗ•◍)❤!

I hope these are alright, and I'm very glad to hear that everything went well for you!

Comforting a Normally Calm S/O

Billy Lenz (1974):

Billy panics at first. You're acting very differently than usual, and he's not quite sure why. It worries him, he thinks he must have done something, that he was bad, but the way you follow him around quickly makes him realize it was not his fault.

Now Billy is in a very rare nurturing mood, but still very cautious. He wants to help, to comfort you and let you know everything will be fine, but he's so worried about possibly making things worse. Caution gives way to emotion, though, and Billy pulls you against him with one hand, stroking your hair with the other. He's a little rough, but he tries his best.

The words he whispers to you may not be things typically considered comforting, but the tone and emotion he puts in them shows how he feels about you, and how much he wants to help.

Billy Lenz (2006):

To say Billy is rusty at showing comfort and care to another human being is an understatement. Billy was last comforted by his father, back when he was alive, and has done his best to hide the part of him that craves affection. But he sees you, panicky and in need of affection, and he knows instantly what he needs to do.

Billy comforts you the way he remembers seeing Agnes be comforted, the way he often wanted to be. He holds you in his arms, rocking slightly, and tells you all the things he likes about you, how much happier he is now that he's with you, and how he much he wants to help you like how you helped him. He's not exactly the best at comforting, but he wants you to know what you mean to him.

When you start to feel like you're tired of him holding you (and while he doesn't mean to, he does hold you kind of awkwardly), he'll take you to the kitchen and bake some cookies for you, whatever kind you want.

Brahms Heelshire:

Brahms isn't very used to comforting anyone, he's always been the one who was comforted, the one who demanded the most attention. But when he saw you, needy and in need of affection, he couldn't be his usual, bratty self.

You've done so much for him, your cold and collected side helped him become more independent, less clingy, and he had matured quite a bit since you had moved in. Now it was his turn to return the favor.

Brahms wraps his arms around you, pulling you close and holding you tightly. He's not entirely sure what to do, so he does what always works for him. He sits on the edge of the bed with you on his lap, softly saying comforting words of encouragement and rubbing your back. It's a sincere moment of kindness from a usually seemingly-selfish individual.

A nanny to replace with someone new part 1

Brahms x transman/transmasc reader

Please take my writing privilege away when it's past midnight

There arnt any trigger warnings here and at the moment no gendered words or pronouns is used! I guess there is a bit of queer coding(???) if you squint but nothing to serious or specific

Your phone vibrated with a new message send to you. Scrambling it out of your pants with hasty and shaking fingers while the other hand tryd it's best to not let the travel suitcases fall on the floor. Giving it a quick glance your lips curled into a smile, it was your best friend asking how the flight into the UK was.

So you gave her a quick message on how you got the worst seat imaginable. The guy next to you constantly gave you weird glances, he tryd to be sneaky about it, looking at your way when he thought you were asleep or occupied with something else. The smell that receded from him wasn't pleasant either, betting your left arm that he didn't shower for at least 3 weeks straight.

A few seats away was a couple that constantly started a loud argument with each other about the most random and unimportant things imaginable. When the fly attended tryd to calm them down the whole scenario got even more chaotic, making a kid that was another few seats away cry loudly. You would feel bad for the child if it wasn't for your enormous migraine building up. The only good thing out of the situation was when a bag of salted snacks got accedntly thrown to your way, giving you a free extra snack.

As you clicked send an announcement made it's self know with loud static noises. The train had a one hour delay. At this point your nerves were on edge. With a heavy sigh you walked out of the airport to the underground, at least there was now some time to look at the airport stores. Buying a few snacks here and there and seeing the cute souvenirs lighten up your mood a bit, and you even found a pharmacy!

Munching at your last chocolate bar and swallowing the pill for your migraine as you clumsily walked down the stairs to the subway, you eyes skimmed for a clock, and there it was, old and a bit rusty but it worked just fine showing that it's currently 7:43 pm.

'20 more minutes'

you thought, as you gave it a quick glance with a groggy look,

'Might as well give her a quick text'

•hey,sophie the train has a delay probably will come in like an hour late if everything goes well.

It took a few minutes until she texted you back

▪︎Yea I already thought that, can't have shit in public transport >:/

•yea,,, so,,, how is the babysitting going? Is the kid as bad as the last one you took care of???

▪︎Nope! How should it when it's a doll :)

•....

....

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a what???

▪︎A doll! It's one of those weird porcelain ones that look like a small child. It's even live sized! I was already weirded out that a couple this old would have small children of their own but that? A whole new level of weird

•,,,,what are you doing with it????

does it just hang around or do you actually take care of it??

As you waited for an answer another announcement was made, the train that should come in now 15 minutes should be here earlier.

You would have made a small victorious smile if the question didn't come crashing down like an avalanche.

Why do they keep it? Why do they need a babysitter when it's just a doll? Why is it live sized? And most importantly, how in the fresh fuck did they managed to let the train come earlier the thought. While being lost in your mind with questions your phone took you back into reality when it vibrated.

▪︎Nope! I just let it sit in the corner, sometimes I put a towel or blanket over it. It's stare is really fucking creepy....

•oh,,, so free money I guess, pretty cool.

hey sophie what was the name of the family??

Something with shire right??

Chestershire??

▪︎Heelshire, why do you ask?

•just out of curiosity, maeby there is an article about them and the doll.

i mean they are a well know family so I can imagine there is something out there about them. also my train is coming later then planned.

they made an announcement that it should come earlier the thought but,,, I think I won't come over today for the sleepover, I'm just too tired, sorry for the late cancelation

▪︎It's fine (Y/N)! You had a shitty flight so I can understand that! So we see us tomorrow :) ?

•ye

▪︎Awesome, can't wait to show you the creepy doll!

And with that the chat ended, your train already making a big entrance with the loud hald of it's heavy metallic wheels.

You took the suitcase back into your hands and tumbled your way into the train.

Looking around, you accepted defeat that there was no seat left for you, your mood slowly dipping from tired annoyance to about to having a small fit. But that wouldn't help your progress, so you swallowed your anger down and leaned to one of the metallic poles. Wobbling a bit from left to right and needing to catch your suitcase to not let it roll over a passengers feet as the train started moving again.

You grabbed your phone, hesitating for a bit

'Do I really want to know what the fuck is going on or???'

You just shrugged your shoulders and gave it a go, the heelshire family is a rich pompous family you're sure there is something about them on the internet.

Aaaaand you were right, it didn't even took a second when hundreds of articles pooped up with dramatic headlines.

Terrible fire at the Heelshire mansion

Mysterious fire in Heelshire property

Heelshire, how their live turned quickly into a nightmare

These were the few that caught your interest.

You gave the articles quick reads, your tired eyes switching between almost falling shut from tiredness and going wide at the gruesome details on the tragedy.

Well that gives you a few indications on why they keep it.

'It's probably some kind of coping mechanism....'

You don't really see yourself as someone who's heart gets torn apart everytime you hear a sad and tragic story, but you still can't shake the heaviness off it all, a family losing their only child in an enormous fire that up to this day nobody knows were it came from.

Too keep your mind off the whole thing you looked outside, still having a bitter expression of the new info as you admired the houses.

It looks like your heading towards a more suburban area, making it look like one of your old English telenovela that you watch every now and then.

As the sun slowly goes down and engulfing the area in beautiful colors was quite a bit breathtaking, infact so breathtaking that you almost missed your station.

In a moment of panic you pushed yourself out of the train almost dropping a few things in it, but luckily you had everything with you.

With lazy steps towards a billboard your eyes scanned the map for the area, the bus stop wasn't far away, just a few minutes walk, but your heavy arms slowly giving up and your feet starting to hurt didn't really help.

You got your headphones out in hopes that listening to your favorite music makes the whole thing a bit more bearable.

Even tho it was just a tiny bit left until you arrived at your destination, somehow everything went wrong one way or another. You almost missed the bus and then one of it's tire pooped, making you wait for the next one that came in like half an hour.

Then one of your water bottles wasn't closed properly making some of your stuff soaked in it, destroying your notes, drawings and a few comics you had with you in the process.

When you arrived in the small but cozy hotel a woman had a giant fight with the manager. One of her kids didn't stop bothering you with weird and uncomfortable questions about your appearance. While the other didn't keep their grabby hands off of you. Then when she finally finished her rant on how the room service didn't left a small piece of chocolate for her children like always, she had the audacity to give you a 'tch' when she walked passed you with a slightly disgusted expression. The manager and her assistant apologized for the inconvenience and offerd you some candy as a sorry gift for the inconvenience, you don't want to sound like a glutton, but it did make you forget about the whole thing for a bit.

Finally you managed to get your keys. On the way to your room you almost dropped all your stuff becoming a clumsy mess that just wants to sleep.

As you opend the door impatiently you more or less threw your stuff on the chairs and floor quickly unpacked your pajamas and hastily puting them on. Dropping your body on the softest bed you ever were able to sleep in like a rock. To say that you were happy to finally be here is taking things way to lighty. With a happy sigh you closed you eyes for the well deserving sleep.

Sksnsoknskzk I NO, listen i- I just really hope Brahms just has a thing for high heels or being stepped on with shoes ,then him wanting a footjob, I just can't handle that thought,, but it fits to him??? I'm freaking out a bit tbh

so is anyone else gonna talk abt the boy (2016 bell) and its obvious foot fetish subtext …?

More Brahms headcanons about : his childhood, some LGBTQ+ stuff and general things

Honestly it's probably more rambling then headcanons?? But I'm just in the mood and write down what i think, i try to keep some kind of order but i can't promise anything.

Trigger warning for: homophobia,sexism, smoking marijuana (as medicine), movie typical violence (nothing in detail it's just mentioned), mention of suicide

🧸Were gonna start juicy with the homophobia his parents curb stomped him with.

🧸His parents were more of an old school couple and with that they pushed their believes into him, mostly it was on accident because that's how they grew up with (small mention just because it was a internalized thing it doesn't excuse their behavior)but a lot of Brahms anger and frustration got built because of it.

🧸From an early age they told him that cleaning and cooking was women's stuff, even if he wanted to help a girl or woman to clean up the smallest of messes his parents stopped him. That combined with him being spoiled rotten didn't really mash well, very fast he thought that everyone is here to serve him especially if they act/look/are female/feminine.

🧸When a same sex couple kissed in front of the family, Brahms parents got really shocked and acted like an animal got shot right in their eyesight. If they were women Ms. and Mrs. heelshire just down played it and told Brahms that they were just really good friends.

🧸The tryd to shield him from any non straight romantic relationships. And told him anything that is not being cis and straight is not normal, it wasn't even like "oh non cishets are weird and bad don't interact with them", they sayd it in a more sly and sneaky way often times not even realizing what's coming out of their mouth.

🧸Of course they couldn't shield him for long, Brahms managed to get his fingers on poems and stories about same sex love (he really liked sapphos works)

🧸After reading a particular gay story and later on meeting a boy he really liked questions quickly came, a lot of those questions couldn't been answered by his family or they just sayd the same things over and over again. The answers fuild his frustration and anger more which later on got mixed with confusion.

🧸One day he told his mother that the boy he met was really cute and he wanted to kiss him. He was kind of disassociating when he sayd that. His mother was really fucking shocked, her sentences scrambling and not making any sense out of panic. While his father just sat there and kinda gave him up.

🧸His mom suppressed any urges that aren't the cishet norm and also started the whole thing how touching himself is a sin and against God, believing that his longing to be hugged and kissed by a boy is because of sexual need and perverse desires

🧸After the fire everything got worse, not only did they suppress and stunted his healthy growth and exploration of his own identity, now they just suppress his whole existence.

🧸His father became more distance and needed to over think it all, while his mom was either non existent or emotionally and mentally abusive stunting him even more.

🧸There was one night were Brahms had a meltdown because he REALLY wanted to be kissed by the same sex, the years before he kinda managed to ignore it but this night was the worst. So his dad went to him and had some chitchat. It basically boils down to him saying he may not approve to his attraction to the same sex he is still his son and he loves and cares for him.

🧸The whole night was spent with talking about the whole thing and also the birds and bees since his mom also didn't teach anything about it. Even if the info was minimal at least Brahms has something to work with.

🧸When Brahms was around 20 Ms. and Mrs. Heelshire started to get nanny's, I will not go into detail of the many nanny's but I can say with each new person he learned something new about himself and his identity.

🧸Also around that age but probably also when he was younger he started to age regress as a coping mechanism, he couldn't really control it and just fell into that mindset for a REALLY long time.

🧸The most important nanny for his development was agender. When Ms. and Mrs. Heelshire hired them they looked more feminine and traditional not knowing about their identity.

🧸To keep it short they were everything Brahms parents told him to stay away. They were headstrong, dressed in gothic and punk clothes, smoked marijuana to deal with their mental health problems, were open about their sexuality ect.

🧸By watching them Brahms learnd a lot, he found out what multi gender attracted sexualitys were and quickly connected with omnisexual

🧸He also learned what age regressing is and was so intrigued with neopronounce finding some kind of comfort in them

🧸He thought a lot about neopronounce and one day dollsef popped out of his mouth when he age regressed. Toyself also came along much later, but since then he secretly spoke in third person and always used neopronounce.

🧸He was still very bitter about it and made him very aggressive in bad days

🧸Brahms develop a crush FAST and since everything came all of a sudden, he had a meltdown about it

🧸After he gathered himself up he decided to show himself and it was chaos

🧸Everything went wrong were it can get wrong. The whole thing ended up with Brahms letting all his frustration,anger and confusion out on the poor nanny

🧸He was a mess afterwards and sobbed for DAYS

🧸After all this Brahms became violent against his parents especially his mom, the nanny's also didn't survive long because no one was like his lovely nanny he had before

🧸When Greta came into his live he was star struck, he finally found someone to love and kinda fell into an unhealthy obsession and went delusional on their relationship

(🧸He also had the hots for malcolm but ssssshhhhh, the internalized homophobia still going strong)

🧸So when Greta left he was at a really bad live point. I heard that in the boy 2 Brahms killed himself after Greta left wich, we ignore that like royalty. But I like to think he tryd it, but ended up surviving the attempt and now has a scar on his body. He is very ashamed of it.

I don't really believe in that stuff but I have nothing to lose :) I genuinely hope my wish comes true

reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)