A Vincent Thought I Just Had. I Wrote This On My Phone So Bear With Me. (Very Faintly Spicy, But Otherwise

A Vincent thought I just had. I wrote this on my phone so bear with me. (Very faintly spicy, but otherwise completely wholesome.)

Also: Vincent only wears a mask that covers half of his face in this.

You notice the faint brown strands peeking out on the top of his hand as he helps you with cooking.

He's chopping vegetables, skillfully as ever and you need to bite your cheek to look away from his hands. That's when you detect the faded dark brown at his hairline, peeking through the usually smooth raven hair.

A part of you amuses itself with the thought of Vincent dyeing his hair all alone, hands and neck stained black. The other half immediately sees your own hands in his hair, fingers smoothing out the ink black dye over his scalp. You gulp as you imagine his relaxed groans, his eyelids fluttering shut over dark eyes. Warmth pools in your belly.

A wave in front of your eyes brings you back to reality. Vincent gestures to the chopping board and you feel heat rising into your cheeks at the realization that you had been downright staring at him.

'You good?', he signs, eyebrow tilting up at your flustered expression.

"Want me to dye your hair?", you blurt out, immediately regretting your lack of self-discipline.

Your answer seems to surprise him and he halts.

"Sorry that was a little straightforward. I just-", you scratch your neck, painfully embarrassed, "I just noticed the black dye has washed out a little."

Vincent's eyes crinkle, your belly flutters at the sight of the corner of his mouth rising, and then he nods.

'I guess I have been delaying it for long enough. After dinner?', he signs.

You barely have time to nod before Bo barges into the kitchen and interrupts the two of you. The thought pushes itself at the back of your brain as you eat and clean up.

Only when Vincent appears in the kitchen, black stained towels and dye in his hands, you face your idea again.

"Maybe we should dye it here, it's probably easier to clean up. And we can still wash it out in the bathroom later."

Vincent just nods and puts the things on the counter, sinking on a chair after he's pulled it from the living room.

You're already in the process of mixing the dye when you realize he's only wearing a Tanktop, also stained in black liquid. You nearly drop the tube with dye as you watch his muscles move beneath the skin. Man, you're down bad.

The lack of gloves bothers you only a little as you approach the tall man, admiring the long strands of hair falling over his shoulders.

"Can you lean back a little?", you ask, painfully aware of the heat Vincent's emitting.

The artist's hand leans back and he closes his eyes, completely trusting you with the black strands.

His breath hitches as your fingers get in contact with his scalp, the dye cold and wet on his skin. You massage his hair throughoughly, making sure to get color on everything.

Vincent's brown hairline isn't all too long so it doesn't take long to cover it all, much to your disdain. Vincent seems to enjoy it too, head pushing into your fingers and towards the massage you're giving him.

You step around the chair after you finish, wanting to check for spots you missed from the other side. So, trying to ignore how close you are, you focus on his hair.

Vincent feels your hot breath on his forehead, your smell encasing him fully and he clenches his fists so he doesn't do anything stupid.

You can't help the small feeling of disappointment when you realize that you got all of his brown hair, and your task is finished. Not wanting to leave this close proximity all too soon, you let your eyes travel down to his face, or at least, the half of it which you can see.

Vincent's brows are slightly furrowed, his jaw a little tense and you wonder if he dislikes your presence. His eyes are still closed though, and his breathing is even, chest rising with every deep breath. Then you make an even more interesting discovery.

"You have freckles!", you exclaim, a grin stretching your lips.

Vincent's eyes open in surprise and he takes a deep breath at the proximity. Just a few more inches and his lips could be on yours, his hands on your hips.

"They're so faint but here,", you gesture to his nose and then to his forehead, "and here!".

It takes a second but soon you realize what you're doing and quickly lean back, clearing your throat.

"Sorry, I-", you busy yourself by getting rid of the dye you didn't use, "I don't know why I'm so distracted today. I'll get you some conditioner for when you're done with washing it out.".

And within a second you're out of the door, and around the corner. Vincent can't help the smile on his lips as he touches his nose. Freckles.

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY FROM MY WAX HEART TO YOURS 🧡

I know this is about Bo, and I loved it, but I'd keep every single bad taxidermy statue from Lester, name every single one and learn to sow so I could give them little outfits 😍🥺

Bo Sinclair Relationship Headcanons (m/f)

He isn't usually a touchy-feely sort of guy, but around you, he's all hands on deck. He's certainly rough with you, but loves to call you sweet names like "babydoll", "sweetheart" and, "darling."

He loves to pick you up and throw you around, spinning you in the air. He's a strong man, so no matter your size, he'll be sure to toss you around.

He's not much of a cook, but he'll try for you, learning new recipes from the ancient cookbooks left in Ambrose.

He's what you'd call... Experimental, constantly wanting to try new kinks with you, especially if you enjoy them. He'd never push you too far without your consent, but he definitely wants everyone to know that he owns you.

Every time new visitors come to Ambrose, you and Bo pose as husband-and-wife, even if you aren't officially married.

He shows you off to his siblings, bragging about how he owns such a "beautiful darling woman".

Music is extremely important in your relationship, with Bo sharing the songs that he likes (mostly nu-metal), and you sharing yours. He's always open to new suggestions, and takes every one as a gift, claiming it's "our song".

He loves grabbing you and tossing you around, leaving bruises all over your body. Just another way to mark you.

You quickly became a part of the Sinclair family once Bo expressed his attraction to you, the siblings treating you as their own.

As an honorary Sinclair, the three siblings always get you little gifts. Vincent giving you little wax sculptures, Lester giving you... Poorly made taxidermy statues, and Bo giving you little artifacts that remind him of you. Some of these include pretty flowers, shiny rocks and crystals, and the snacks that you love.

Bo loves sharing his childhood memories with you, even if some of them are less than savory, they always bring you a little bit closer to him.

He is extremely possessive of you, and would do anything to protect you, including murder. Especially murder.

When you feel insecure or sad, he makes sure you know how beautiful you are, on the inside and out, just like the "precious gems you always love so much."

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to all the fic writers out there who have made 2021 bearable and have given us all countless hours of happiness and escapism, thank you so much

I saw the match ups you are doing so I was wondering if you can a matchup for me as well

Soooo

I'm a girl and I'm bi. I have somewhat long straight black hair, tan skin and dark brown fox eyes. As for my mbti, I'm an intp with 6w5 ennegramme( isthathowyouspellit?). And I have a really broken humor. And I'm very very very lazy.... I can sleep 2 whole days without eating or anything. And I loveeeeeee listening to music!! ( Especially The Weeknd and Darci ).

When first meeting I'm like the most responsible, reliable, nice, modest, respecting person ( to elders it stay the same unless they cross their limits) but after getting to know me I can be very chaotic ( but fear not due to getting called I'm loud all the time I have mastered the way of shutting tf up ) Oh and I love reading but only if I feel like it. I'm mostly into sci-fi or action genres. And for some reason I hate watching/reading (like movies and mangas and novels not fanfics ofc ^0^) anything that's under romance. And I loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee gaming. I play genshin impact, asphalt 9, twisted wonderland and obey me ). I almost forgot I have severe anxiety, Obsessive-compulsive personality disorder, Schizoid personality disorder and I'm hella paranoid. Most of the time I'm in my head and I rarely step out of the house. OH AND I absolutely adore animals. In fact I have 8 dogs, 3 cats and a Betta fish!

Oh even though I'm lazy if I really want something done, I always find a way to finish it.

So yeah that's it. I hope you don't mind ^0^

Hi, my matchups aren't open, as stated in my bio and pinned post. Hope you have more luck elsewhere! And thank you for liking my stuff <3

Hiya! I love your stuff. Do you ever plan on continuing the Abe Sapien x Kelpie reader story? (Confuseing Feelings)

Hi! Thank you so much for the question! Sorry the reply took so long, I'm graduating this year so I don't have nearly as much time for writing as I'd like to. I'd love to continue all stories with my OCs, the thing is, I'm not good at making OCs XD. Confusing feelings was my very first work on this blog and at that time, Lynn was just an idea that came to my head. No real backstory or personality tbh. I took some time a few days ago to change her design a little bit and I want to focus on my OCs a little more. So, I will definitely continue with the story, but don't expect it to be anytime soon I guess😅 Here is the design: