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Holy shit twin you’re back I haven’t been on here since summer to check if you’re back from your break, you might remember me as 🐾.. you probs don’t remember but my little “date” with me almost kissing them multiple times turned into them leading me on TWICE✌️🥹
OMG YES HAI I REMEMBER U!!! also what the FUCK..??!?!?!?? what the fuck i am so sorry???? shit bro
older!jill, modern day, age gap wlw relationship, slight spoilers, smut (suggestive cunnilingus) — headcanons about older jill valentine being the bestest lady ever <333
— OLDER!JILL didn’t know if she’d be able to handle a woman so much younger than her. something about taking on the responsibility of a younger woman’s emotions made her a little fearful of committing to you. but then she talked to you. truly. she got to know what makes you tick, what makes you happy and what you want to do to and with her. she admires your persistent, youthful nature, coaxing her out of that stubborn personality that she’s trying to avoid at least for another ten years. you still remain her favorite person.
sometimes she still feels like a deer in headlights watching some twenty something year old thing tell her about pop culture references or offering to pay for drinks that are too fruity for her (but she loves anyways). she used to take a couple of seconds before responding when you flirted with her but she never denied your advances. you were so delicate compared to her, she wanted to hold out on her verdict before shutting you down or feeding into you. jill at first used to allow you to take the lead, finding out what you were and weren’t comfortable with. though, the longer time you spend together, she finds her footing with you. now she’s quick to take the lead with confidence and a shit ton of dominance. in fact, she likes to say she enables you with how spoiled you are now.
at this age, she’s not into the becoming your friend first thing, thinking she can pursue you and get to know you at the same time. besides, you were so forward before, it wouldn’t make sense. while the bridge from acquaintances to romantic interests stutters a bit, she still becomes your best friend anyways. you could say she’s an intentional dater, but that’d be false. after your effort, she’s intentional about you.
— OLDER!JILL is an absolute silencer.
she walks slow, talks slow and carries a no nonsense look on her face. everything she says has a worn out edge. all of the time. you tell her about it, but she always scoffs at your concern, saying, “can’t be a pussy if ya need sumthin’ from me,” in a groveled, low tone. she’s never directing this advice to you specifically (she’d never) like she would a random person. jill’s much more mature, calloused and if her S.T.A.R.S counterparts thought she was a force to be reckoned with before, no one can compete with her now. the only thing she wants is peace, a shot and her girl.
jill can easily swoop in and change the optics of a situation. if someone is talking to you, she becomes a fly on the wall. if someone is flirting with you? they’re not anymore, not after seeing jill stand behind you without saying a word. it’s not what she does, but how she does it.
— OLDER!JILL is only a little gray, with tired eyes and developing crows feet, but she’s still a powerhouse on her toes. she’s not as achy as leon, not as wrinkled despite being older. thanks, wesker. you don’t take it for granted. you admire every part of her you see— especially when she’s naked; curvier, stronger figure, stretch marks, battle scars, moles and wrinkles. sometimes she catches you staring at her in the mirror. it warms her heart that her girl looks at her with stars in her eyes, but when you lock gazes in the reflection— you both share a hungry look that can (and almost always) influences your next moments.
with all of that passion brewing in her, she’s particularly protective over you. she can only assume how it feels to be around a gang of super cops for her sake, but she loves how you talk with them. sometimes she’ll hover her eyes over a mug she’s nursing to hide the fact she’s watching you. particularly when you’re bickering with chris over who knows her better. he knew her longer, but you’re hers. major difference. you still haven’t caught onto her hawk eye. she checks for any conflict, chuckling at corny jokes being thrown out into the pile. but when she wants your attention again, she loves to sneak behind you, tucking an arm around your waist.
“i missed you.”
“you did?” you always love to tease her vulnerability every time.
“can i get my girls attention? i need it.” she whispers the last part in your ear, staring at you like you’re the only ones in the room. the others never let her live it down. brownie points if you can say something that will make her bite her lip in front of everyone.
— OLDER!JILL loves to wake you up in the morning with her mouth latched to the inside of your thighs, but you know it’s because she wants you to join her for some sort of demanding errand. in this instance it’s the shooting range. if that’s how she likes to compromise, you’ll take it. besides, jill loves knowing you can protect yourself when she’s not around and— you holding a gun is really sexy to see. she loves to hold you close, guiding your grip and keeping you sturdy through any pushback the gun gives you. she loves to praise you when you hit important marks:
“that’s my girl.”
“good! that’s a good girl!”
“you’re gunna take my fuckin’ job from me,” or her personal favorite.
she likes to lean into your ear for this one, arm loose around your waist before saying, “teach me or use it on me, pretty girl,” and pressing a kiss to your jaw (maybe slapping your ass too).
— OLDER!JILL who is soft as mush for you. always wanting you in her lap, playing with her hair or telling her how much you love her while she has the smuggest smile on her face. she’s even more of a cuddle bug now that she’s older, nodding with every affirmation you give her and sinking kisses into your cheeks often.
“you’re so pretty,” you whisper against her small smile. her eyes are closed, clutching onto the plush of your hips to keep you locked on her thighs.
“yer so full of shit,” she scoffs, blue peeking out from low lids, cheeks burning red immediately.
“you’re so pretty,” you press, running the pads of your thumbs over the apples of her cheeks. you snipe a kiss at her lips, leaving her awestruck and amused. “say it to me,” you mutter, rose tinted shades on while looking at her.
jill rolls her eyes, “i tried the whole ‘seeking self’ thing, just because i say it doesn’t make it true.”
“will you please—“ you try before she cuts you off, whine suppressed by her quickness.
“okay— okay,” jill beams, “i’m… pretty.” it falls off her tongue like broken rocks. distasteful and crumbly.
“yes. you are.” you affirm, feeling her bring you in closer to her body.
— OLDER!JILL doesn’t let you go a single day thinking she doesn’t think about you. she leaves you worn hoodies that you can wear while she’s on missions. she always calls before and immediately after she makes it out safely. she could be on the road back, fighting sleep while the pain from new scars throb on her skin, but she feels better hearing your voice. it can be three in the morning, but you’ll still answer for her, too groggy to formulate sentences correctly.
she starts off so dejected, but you can hear her smile through the phone, “hey,” she coos.
“hi…” you voice breaks over the phone, riddle with sleep. she swears she can feel her heart break when you ask, “safe?”
jill chuckles, “—yeah.” jill somehow travels on the streets like a bullet after hearing your voice, face flushing, “yeah i‘m safe. you alright?” she hears the scoff in your tone, brattiness awake before you are.
“no—“ you bite, sheets ruffling over the line. “the government keeps taking my girlfriend from me.”
“never for long, sweetheart,” jill tries, heart beating faster, “they can never keep me from you.”
there’s a pause over the phone. luckily, she can’t see how the thought of it shifts you into something insecure, eyes open and heart pounding.
jill assumes you’ve fallen back asleep, so she tries to shake you with a gentle, “beautiful?”
“promise?”
now the one who’s stunned is jill. she honestly didn’t think she’d ever have to clarify, but something pushed her to double down. “i promise, sweet girl.”
— OLDER!JILL who likes to cling on to you for the nights she can’t sleep. she’s riddled with paranoia about the constant outbreaks, the constant threats to her life and even the regular worries a normal person should actually be worried about. not often, but when the night is too still, she’ll wake you up. she doesn’t want much. if she sees your back is facing her, she’ll spin you around to rest her face on your bosom, nails digging into your top.
she hums with your fingers in her hair, shallow breath covering your chest. as she holds you, you cradle her like she could shatter if you move. you stutter, trying to come up with something— anything to say, but she shuts you down. “please, don’t ask,” she quickly cuts off your stumbling.
“okay,” you dryly crack, kissing the top of her head. “i love you.”
oh my goodness HI!!! I think I finally found this account. I was kiwi anon (I haven’t spoken a word in like a year) if I remember right. If not then I haven’t found the right account but I hope and think that this is. HI!!!