Anonymous asked: Any Regis relationship headcanons you can share? (Sorry if this has already been asked; I’m just so thirsty for the king oops…)
listen even if something’s been asked 10/10 times i still have more shit to add i never shut up jshfdlksd. AAAaaaanywho, gonna tag @thirdstreetcettin and @themissimmortal
It probably goes without saying that if Noctis doesn’t like you, it’s not going to work. Regis is one of those people who firmly believes babies can see the evil in people that others can’t (What do you mean, Noctis isn’t a baby? He’s a baby to Regis!)
Regis doesn’t really seem like the type to care about age. He might even prefer to date people younger than him, because he sees it as an indulgence
“I’m going to die in like two years might as well enjoy myself”
It is important to him that you don’t mind slow-paced activities. Lunch dates in the Citadel’s garden, trips to museums after hours, a date where you literally just nap together. He’s tired. Knock out with him so he knows it’s real
Will Not stop buying you gifts. Especially if you grew up in a relatively poor family. He likes to see your face light up, and the more comfortable you get accepting expensive presents the happier he is
Even though he likes to buy you expensive things, it’s easier than you think to give him gifts. You can give him a hand-picked bouquet of flowers and a box of cheap chocolate and he’ll be genuinely happy
He doesn’t care much about PDA. He’ll shower you in affection whenever he feels like it. One of the tabloids’ first pictures of you two is probably one where he’s giving you a kiss on the forehead, he’s very sweet
Please don’t call him Daddy, he is A Literal Father and it will make him very uncomfortable
Imagine Person B taking Person A to show them a surprise they set up, when they final come upon the sight Person B tells them ‘you can look now’ when Person A does they see a blanket on the grass, snacks and telescope to watch the stars. Person A turns around to look at Person B with such a sweet smile. Person A goes to hug Person B and says ‘Thank you so much.’ Person B then replies ‘Anything for you my love~” and enjoy the night sky together happily in each others arms
Harry adored his job. He really did. His work was his first love, he always said. But there were certainly days where it all got to be a little too much.
He woke up at six in the morning to be greeted by a rainy and foggy sky outside. He spent a good ten minutes gazing at the great love of his life, her hair splayed in all different directions from having forgotten to tie it up in a ponytail like she usually did. Her lips were slightly parted, and her eyes were still puffy from the night before. He exhaled a sigh at the memory of it—it was the first time they’d really fought in a little while, but it’d been a doozy. Exhaustion took it’s toll on the both of them, but they were both too stubborn to admit it. It had been over something petty that he wasn’t even angry about anymore, even though at the moment in all seemed so important. And even though they tried to never go to bed angry, their tired eyes beat out the need to make up.
He exhaled a soft sigh as he watched his love, and he could see the tension built up in her features still from last night. He didn’t want to wake her just yet, because he knew that she would not love being woken up at six in the morning if she didn’t need to get up. The two of them rarely ever got a good night’s sleep anymore, and he didn’t want to take away her rest.
He got himself out of bed and walked over to the bathroom, going about his morning routine as quietly as possible as to not wake his girls. Within half an hour he was dressed up in a pair of black jeans and one of his button-ups. Usually he wouldn’t get so dolled up to go out this early, but he had a few morning radio shows he was making a live guest appearance on and impressions mattered to him. Having decided to get breakfast on the way to work, he quickly slipped out of the house without making a sound.
At Kat’s going away party, she introduced you and Hannah to the famous Justin Foley and charming Zach Dempsey. You knew of Justin and Zach, as they knew some about you. You had Zach in your marine science freshman year. He was top of the class, which aside from the stereotypes is remarkable.
“Sorry boys, can’t have you in Hannah’s house soaking wet,” Kat denied.
“C’mon, it’s not a party without us!” Zach stated.
You caught Zach’s glance, but turned away from him.
“Dry off,” Kat waved them off.
You went out to the backyard, seeing Foley and Zach, still drenched, slurping out of red solos.
“Imma change,” Zach stated. He faced you as he slid pass you. His faded cologne intoxicating you. His hand grasped yours and led you to a bathroom.
He shut the door behind the two of you, pressing you against the door. His chest centimeters away from your face, you closed your eyes and took a breath.
“I missed you,” you exhaled. A small chuckle escaped his throat.
His hair tickled your cheek when you felt his lips meet your shoulder. “I missed you more.”
You wrapped your arms behind his neck, holding him for a hug. To physically have him there meant the world to you. He held your short stature close to him, taking in everything about you. Your skin, your scent, your hair- all ofyou.
His arms stayed around your waist. Not falling below, not creeping higher. Just around your waist. He was always gentle with you and never pushed your limits.
When you parted, you realized your shirt had become wet as well. You could vaguely, but surely see the lacy texture of your bra. You crossed your arms, covering yourself.
“What is this?” Zach smirked. “A wet t-shirt contest?”