First ship headcanons request lets go?? I’m more than happy to deliver 🫶
This is a very looong post but this was super fun to write!! Don’t be afraid to send me more ship headcanon requests :]
This has angst ofc, baindallas is doomed yaoi, what else did you expect? Don’t worry I gave you some fluffy stuff as well, consider it an apology for the angst
Headcanons:
Slow burn trope, despite them both being good with words, they are absolutely awful at communicating their feelings to eachother.
They are both completely full of yearning and want, but it never gets to turn into have. Even after years of working together, Bain never expresses his feelings due to how risky and dangerous it is to pursue a relationship while following a life of crime, and Dallas isn’t able to realise and confront his own feelings towards him. He waits and waits for the right time to come clean about his feelings, until it’s too late...
The grief is overwhelming to the whole crew, especially to Dallas. While he doesn’t show it on the outside, it is still very obvious to everyone else. His movements are more sluggish, he’s quieter than usual and spends more time alone in his office, haunted by the guilt of never confessing his true feelings.
After a while, the grief significantly subsides within the members of the crew, and while he still hasn’t moved on completely, he keeps on pushing, knowing it’s what Bain would’ve wanted, even if it’s extremely difficult to do so.
He subconsciously begins to adopt Bain’s old mannerisms over time. From his manner of speech, to the way he signed off his e-mails, his little quirks and habits continue to live on within the Mastermind. Once he notices, things slowly become a bit easier, step by step, knowing he’ll forever be carrying a piece of the man he once loved with him.
But what if they didn’t hesitate with expressing their true feelings?
Nicknames aren’t an extremely common occurence between the two, but every once in a while when in private, a “Dear”, “Darling” or “Sweetheart” slips out
Bain sometimes sends anonymous packages adressed to Dallas to the safehouse, usually containing a thoughtful gift of some sort. Whether that be a quality bottle of whiskey or his favorite brand of cigarettes, he leaves him gifts often alongside a short and sweet note
Dallas asks to go on solo stealth missions more often than before, really it’s just an excuse for some more one-on-one time with Bain
Dallas is the only one who actually has a way to contact Bain privately, through a burner phone provided to him by the latter. Off the job, that phone is full of endless messages between the two
Personally I prefer to believe in them not actually meeting physically, maybe except for once, but you guys have some physical contact headcanons too cuz we need them kissing
Bain loves having his hair played with and Dallas does it cause it helps keep his hands busy
PHYSICAL AFFECTION!! They don’t see eachother all day and after all the mini heart attacks Bain gets every time Dallas gets downed or in custody, you think they wouldn’t keep their hands off eachother? Even when they can’t fully cuddle, an arm around the shoulder here, a hand on the thigh there, they’re all over eachother.
Dallas is usually little spoon, he’s the leader of the gang, having to make split second decisions and think for everyone, it gets overwhelming. He’s glad that for once he’s not the one who has to be in charge, that he can be the one to be cared for.
Their dates are calm, quiet and reserved, usually a trip to a coffee shop or a movie date at one of their places is more than enough to make them happy
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Random MasterGuide (Dallas/Bain) AU? Random MasterGuide AU. Part 1.
Bain had lost his composure only once before - when his eye was taken, because that was a lifelong debilitation he could have done without - and he was close to losing it again there and then. The only indication he even acknowledged what was going on was the slight tightening of his fingertips, curled around the end of the armrests of the chair he was strapped into.
The Murkies - Kento, and another senior commander he'd neglected to learn the name of - pushed a rumpled, bloodied Dallas to the floor in front of him. To his horror Dallas let it happen, groaning as he smacked into the unforgiving concrete.
This was not good.
The Dentist kept them waiting, like he always did. The man was well-versed in psychological warfare - he knew that anticipation and dread were a low-effort, effective way to further torment his prisoners. So he stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing directly into the camera pointing directly at the scene inside the cell - away from where Bain sat helplessly in his chair, with Dallas curled slightly into himself on the ground.
"What a wonderful day for a reunion," The Dentist turned to face them at last. He paused to peer at Dallas' prone figure, impressed that he had the wherewithal to not try and attack - he had enough sense to know that, at least.
When his eyes flicked up to meet Bain's single remaining eye, the sight of the man's practised neutrality made his lip curl.
"I have a proposition for you," he sneered, letting his anger subside and coalesce into something calculated and all-knowing - he knew exactly how the next five minutes were going to pan out, and that knowledge was utterly delicious to him.
"I will release both of you from this place. I"ll even have someone clean both your wounds before you leave. You will leave here in excellent health."
Both men knew there was an as-of-yet unspoken 'but' - they were just waiting for it. It didn't make sense to drag Dallas all the way here, to have him see Bain's face just to let them go. No, there was something more to this.
Bain was, for the moment however, distracted.
He tried as surreptitiously as he knew how to crane his neck, wanting a glimpse at the man still sprawled near his feet. As luck would have it, Dallas turned just enough so Bain could see his face - even luckier was how he swallowed down the wince that threatened to escape from his throat at the sight of him.
What was once a charmingly handsome face was streaked with blood. Bruises the colour of violence itself bloomed on his temple and brow bone. Clumps of hair had glued themselves to his forehead, held in place by the blood drying there. His eyes had the fuzzy look of someone teetering on the brink of concussion - but they sharpened when they made eye contact with Bain. Bain said nothing, watching as Dallas' eyes - somehow unblemished despite the fight he'd obviously put up - took him in.
He knew he looked a complete mess. His hair was lank, in places a knotted mess. The wound indicating where his eye had once been was weeping, wouldn't stop weeping, his body too weakened and malnourished to heal properly - Bain could feel how the dressing covering it was stiff and putrid with bodily fluids.
It was not, by all accounts, how he had hoped they'd meet.
navimind crack fic because this would never happen
Dallas is super busy with paperwork so he asks Bain to do his taxes for him. Bain goes “okay, by the way i know a way to give you a discount do you want it” and Dallas agrees to that. Bain asks again if he cares how it’s done and Dallas is all “yeah yeah I don’t care”
A few months later and Dallas… gets into a car accident. Of course he does, he’s in the city! It’s a minor incident—nobody is hurt and he can easily pay for it—but to uphold his civilian persona he still has to call his insurance provider.
They ask him a bunch of questions and it’s super boring adult stuff until his claim comes back REJECTED. Reason? “You didn’t name your spouse.” Dallas is incredibly confused, to say the least.
Dallas does a bit of digging and sees that he’s legally married to a man called David Miller… which is a name he doesn’t recognize.
Bain’s phone rings. When the navigator picks up, he’s immediately greeted by a “BAIN.”
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@what-yadoking-likes re: the shipping opinions thing
masterguide: not my thing, but the appeal is completely understandable. bain sits outside of shippable territory for me. i like him as a mysterious figure; know too much and the magic is gone.
mastergrinder: yeah i think this is great since this ship got me into the payday fandom space. might be my own taste in men colouring this though. i feel like there's some ethical concerns but uh... i'm sure this can be happy and healthy. i'm interpreting it that way for my own sake. way too much horniness in this space tho, you filthy filthy animals.
wolfhox: grew on me as hoxton grew on me. it's sort of the ideal friends/colleagues to lovers progression i like. in my interpretation they really help each other improve and get better! everyone here has good taste.
ukranian chicken (vlad x jacket for the uninitiated): goddamn i hate how much i like this ship. firmly in crackship territory for me, but there's not that much of a stretch when looking at the two characters. i'd like to see more of this. consider this morbid curiosity.
