#and talkie with boyfriend uwu

[curtisgrahamcracker]

I exist after many years- I might post some juicy art who knows!

[marvelsswansong]

morning newspapers & fresh coffee

summary: as Hawkins and the Upside Down begins to merge into one, Eddie runs to you and places a ring on your left hand. "The moment we beat this fucking demon, I'm marrying you." And he does - trading weapons for morning newspapers and the scent of blood for fresh coffee for each morning.

tags: Eddie x gn!reader (no pronouns/descriptions), pure domestic fluff, blissful married life, 1% angst 99% fluff, happy ending for everyone sue me, obviously off-canon in many respects, oneshot

☆ word count: 4.2K+ ☆

a/n: i think we all need this. plz enjoy happy husband!Eddie and pure domestic bliss! uwu

⚠️ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞.⚠️

Sometimes you still get nightmares of that day.

The pavement beneath you rumbling, cracks of cement burning with hot lava bubbling underneath, the trees in the road falling one by one like dominoes. Crushed cars with their headlights still on, shattered glass crunching beneath your boots as you force one foot in front of the other.

The taste of iron blood and the smell of putrid smoke, burning flesh wafting from every direction as you step over a rotting demonic bat carcass, kicking over its limp body with your left foot. The action is futile - you're exhausted, dehydrated and above all, scared.

The only thing keeping you going is the promise Eddie murmured against your lips before splitting to run off with Dustin and his bunch, whilst you are to stay with the other kids under 'Max babysitting' duty.

"As soon as this shit is over. Our hideout spot, Lover's Lake, the-" he'd frantically whispered into the night, hands cradling your face gently. You were suppressing your tears the best you can, fear churning in your stomach.

"The rock overlooking the cove, the first place we ever kissed." you finished for him, voice breaking towards the end. Damn it, you cursed yourself. You had to be brave for the kids as you forced yourself to stand up straight. Eddie just smiled at that, but it didn't reach his eyes - it was cautious, slightly worried and forced.

"Meet me there, okay? As soon as you hear over this walkie talkie-" he squeezed the black object in your left hand. "Code green, we meet there."

You nodded quickly, relishing the warmth of his hand in yours before he planted a short, swift kiss to your chapped lips.

"I'll see you there, okay? Don't flake out on me, because I have a very important question to ask you."

Dustin was pulling on the sleeves of Eddie's jackets before you could question the metalhead further, and you were left standing there alone. Left hand grasping and ungrasping the walkie talkie with unease.

You didn't know why you bothered to drag yourself to the lake. Even as the battle had seemingly already been lost, the alternate universe bleeding into the mortal, the barrier separating the two worlds gone. Max was unresponsive. The line on the walkie talkie had gone dead half an hour ago. Last status update from Dustin?

A code yellow.

Not great, but not bad.

But you'd made a promise to your boyfriend. And if the world was going to end tonight, you might as well have it end with him by your side, his lanky arms tightly wrapped around your shoulder.

You're not sure how long you sit on the wet rocks overlooking the cove, legs anxiously swinging back and forth as the sun turns blood red. Specks of grey ash fall onto your hair and clothes, making you frustratedly wipe away the carnage every few seconds. Seconds bleed into minutes in agony and you find yourself looking back every two seconds, hand clenching around your metal baseball bat.

After all, it's the only weapon you've chosen to bring with you as you dragged your limp body to the lake.

The physical pain feels nothing compared to the excruciating agony of the wait, the constant "what ifs" and worst case scenarios flooding your overactive mind. You're scared for your friends. You're scared for this town. And you're terrified for Eddie.

Just as your hope begins to slip, however, the sound of a car screeching to a halt on the road nearby grabs your attention. It's accompanied by a masculine voice cursing and staggered footsteps, leaves crunching underneath boots, and then a broken voice calling your name.

You nearly slip with how fast you rise from your spot, throwing yourself into Eddie's arms as he drops his guitar on the floor and opens up for an embrace. His face is caked in dirt, hair matted underneath his blood soaked bandana and large gashes decorating his abdomen and legs. He looks worse for wear, to say the least.

But he's alive.

He's fucking alive, heart beating underneath his ripped band t-shirt and leather jacket, scarred hands circling around your waist.

"I-I thought you weren't coming back to me." you confess into his chest, the tears falling involuntarily. It's spilling out all at once, the heightened anxiety, the impending doom befalling you and your friends, the rush of nightmares you've been experiencing ever since the walkie talkie went offline. Silent tears leak from his tired eyes at that confession, calloused fingers rubbing circles into your back as he quickly places a kiss onto your forehead.

"I had to make it back to you, sunshine. I had to ask you that important question, remember?" he breathlessly adds, voice tainted with fear.

"What is it?" you question, as the ground beneath the two of you rumbles. Eddie pulls away for half a second, quickly reaching for one of his metal rings before pulling it off his scarred finger with a pained hiss. You chastise him immediately, warning him not to hurt himself, but all protests die in your mouth when he then suddenly gets on one knee.

"Angel, you are without a doubt the best thing to have ever happened to me. And as soon as we stop this Upside Down bullshit from completely overtaking Hawkins, I want to make you mine forever. Would you... be willing to be mine... forever?"

He presents the ring to you dramatically, hands and voice both shaking. The world's ending and Eddie Munson is proposing to you.

"Yes, yes, a thousand percent yes!" you scream before crashing into him. It's a bundle of limbs, arms and legs wrapping around his chest, causing both of you to fall onto the dirt floor. But neither of you care - it's nothing compared to the grime you two are already covered in, and it's especially nothing compare to the pure, unbridled joy filling your hearts as he slides the accessory onto your ring finger.

"The moment we beat this fucking demon, I'm marrying you." he grins, winking at you. And you laugh, genuinely, for the first time in months.

It's been five years since that day and you still get nightmares.

It's what causes your body to tremble in your sleep now, the slow whines escaping your lips waking Eddie immediately before he's gently shaking you awake.

"Babe. Babe. (Y/n)-"

At the mention of your name your eyes fly open, harsh breaths leaving your lungs in scattered gasps as you frantically sit up and survey the room. You're still in panic mode, sensing danger everywhere as you tense up and stare at Eddie wide-eyed. At this point, he already knows what you've dreamt about without you even having to say it.

"It's fine, you're fine. Everyone's fine." he mutters gently and you choke on a sob, feeling both relieved and embarrassed. "Aw, come here."

He quickly shifts to sit you on his lap, hands coming up to caress your cheeks as you cry silent tears in his embrace, body still shaking from the vivid terrors.

"I-it feels so real each time-" you choke out, scrunching your eyes shut, wishing those memories away. He's nothing but understanding as he holds you, cooing gentle lullabies under his breath as he rocks you lightly back and forth. Your blurry eyes focus in on the contents of your shared bedroom with Eddie, it slowly beginning to set in that you're no longer in that version of Hawkins.

His oversized hellfire shirt draped over a half-done pile of laundry. His guitar hanging by the potted sunflowers you planted last June. The stack of polaroids strung up over your bedside table, candid photos of you and Eddie doing mundane things - cooking, checking the news, carrying a bag of groceries. It'd started as an inside joke the first month after the wedding, your fingers snapping a photo as Eddie lazily read the side of a cereal box one morning. A joke which had now extended into several years of marriage and countless photographs decorating the pastel walls of your master bedroom.

"Can you say your affirmations for me?" Eddie lightly questions, making you swallow nervously.

"We've been married for five years. We're in our apartment on the upper east side of Hawkins. The portal to the Upside Down has been closed. All threats have been eliminated. Everyone is safe and alive."

It's a simple set of statements but ones which quickly ground you back to reality - it's been Eddie's idea to have you recite it when you wake up from a nightmare, sweat coating your forehead and heart beating a million miles per hour at the thought of landing back there in that hellhole.

"Fuck, I'm so sorry, Eds." you croak out. "I-I didn't mean to wake you."

He rolls his eyes playfully, squishing your cheeks and planting a swift kiss to your lips.

"Nah. Can't complain when the sight I wake up to is you, my forever partner."

"Even if that's the sight of me looking incredibly dehydrated and ugly from all the crying?" you tease, wincing when Eddie stands up and pulls the curtains to the side. It's a bright sunny day, clear blue skies and a harsh stream of sunlight glistening off of the windowsill as he looks back at you with a coy expression.

"Objection, your honor! You look hot all the time. Now come on-" he gently pats your butt, urging you to get out of bed. "We need to get a move on if we wanna make it to the market on time."

Pulling one of Eddie's many oversized shirts over your head, your bare legs brace the chilly morning temperatures as you pad out into the kitchen, the smell of freshly brewed coffee already filling the air. Eddie's humming a song underneath his breath as he mixes the pancake batter together in a glass bowl, doe brown eyes concentrated on the milky white mixture.

Sitting on the kitchen counter, you take the moment to admire how your husband looks right now. Shoulders relaxed, scarred fingers (still adorned with rings, mind you) grasping the wooden spoon, a gentle smile on his face as he dices bananas into the bowl with ease. When he stretches upwards to retrieve a couple of plates from the cupboard, his shirt rides up and you can still see the scars from the final battle - red, faded, huge wounds scattered across his lower stomach.

"Staring at my hot battle scars, babe?" he quips, using the same lame joke he's used at least a million times since the start of your marriage. You'd asked him once if he'd like to get them covered up with tattoos, but Eddie was insistent on keeping them.

"It's weird but having them on my body reminds me of what I managed to get through. They tell a story, I think, a story with an eventual happy ending." he'd said, brushing aside your worries with an assured grin. "You're real sweet for worrying bout me, angel, but I promise I'm fine. Besides, who doesn't love a scruffed up war hero?"

You'd shoved him lightly in the shoulder, leaning back against the car seat with a playful glare.

"War hero? Someone thinks highly of themselves." you tutted, waving your finger in disapproval. Eddie smirked at you sideways, hands tapping lightly against the dashboard of his van.

"Of course I would. I married you, didn't I?"

"Peanut butter or honey?" Eddie asks you as he scrapes off the pancakes from the pan with a spatula.

"Today I think... honey."

He raises his eyebrows at that, clicking his tongue.

"Honey for my honey, coming right up!"

You groan at that, but it's all for show. The wide puppy dog smile on his face as he shuffles around the kitchen, ducking under odd light fixtures and scrambling through the stack of cutlery for the "perfect" knife and fork to offer you, the sight of your husband preparing breakfast is one you'll never get tired of.

"Is it any good?" he questions as soon as you take a bite, your hair being ruffled from the light winds blowing in from the open window.

"It's amazing as always." you assure him, to which he bows dramatically.

"Thank you for the compliment, your highness."

He grabs his own plate of pancakes before reaching back up to the cupboard and groaning under his breath.

"Shit, did we forget to buy more honey the last time we went grocery shopping?"

"Maybe? I was in a rush back from the office so I thought you'd covered this week's list of groceries already." you note, frowning. Eddie sighs, closing the cabinet back up before sitting back down.

"Damn. Well, I guess it's peanut butter on pancakes for me this morning then."

You're quick to shove your plate towards him.

"Just have some of mine, babe, if you want honey."

His eyes light up at the suggestion, a wicked smirk on his face.

"That actually gives me a great idea."

"Wha-"

Before you can finish your sentence his lips are on yours, tongue teasing your lower lip, the sticky sweet taste of honey lingering afterwards as Eddie smacks his lips. He quickly cuts into his own food before popping the pancake into his mouth, letting out an exaggerated groan of satisfaction.

"Honey on pancakes. My favorite."

The conversation over breakfast is light and calm - perks of it being a Saturday morning in mid-September. He washes up as you hang the laundry by the front lawn. He's folding up the mess of clothes from last night as you water the lillies by the windowsill, admiring the water droplets falling from petal to petal.

"Love, do you prefer to listen to Duran Duran or Quiet Riot in the car today?!" he yells from the living room as you finish gathering the packages by the front porch, tucking the morning newspaper under your arm to see the metalhead holding up two cassette tapes.

"I don't mind either!" you shout back, making Eddie groan. He pouts like a little kid whose candy has been stolen.

"That response doesn't help, babe! How else am I supposed to pick between these two rock legends?" he dramatically whines, making you roll your eyes playfully.

"I'm sure you'll figure it out, you big baby."

Eddie simply sighs dramatically before pocketing the Duran Duran casette, his left hand reaching out to hold yours as his right hand carries the car keys.

"Ready to go?"

"One second." you say, hands flying to your tote bag to make sure you've got everything - keys, water bottle, extra bags, wallet, sunglasses... "All good."

The drive to the farmer's market is filled with Eddie's adorable singing, his dramatic re-enactments of the lyrics drawing odd stares from drivers passing by. Not that he cares, of course. He'd do it all over again just to see you doubled over in laughter, your gorgeous face scrunched up in a permanent grin. It's one of his most favorite sights to see.

His grip on your hand is tight, but still gentle, as you two navigate through the crowds of people, soles of your shoes shuffling against the dirt. You drag him from one booth to another, excitedly holding up different kinds of fruits and vegetables, asking him to hold your things as you run off to a jams and spreads stand.

"What'd you think about this one?" you excitedly ask, holding up a glass jar of raspberry jam to his face. Eddie blinks slowly at your question - he hasn't being paying attention to anything you've been saying at all, too entranced by the way the sunlight's been glistening in your hairline. The soft halo on your angelic features as your tongue delicately wet your lips in between sentences out of habit. It also doesn't help that you're wearing his favorite jeans, the ones that hug your thighs just right and drives him wild. "Eddie. Eddiiieeee-" you sing song, pulling the jar away from his face.

"Sorry, angel, what were you saying?" he blinks, trying to stay focused.

"The jam, Eddie! Raspberry or strawberry, what'd you think?"

He pretends to think about it for a moment.

"Strawberry, I guess."

Handing a crisp $5 to the elderly woman standing in front of you, you place the glass of jam into the bag Eddie's carrying (which at this point is bursting at the seams with all kinds of artisanal fruits, vegetables and breads) before you squeal and begin to tug at his sleeves in excitement.

"There's a waffle stand! Eddie, can we go, please?"

His arms are aching from the heavy load and his legs feel a bit sore from all the walking, but he can't find any space in his heart to refuse you when your sweet voice begs him like that. You have no idea the kind of power you have over him, he thinks. One flutter of your lashes and a slight whine and Eddie's a melted puddle on the floor, willing to bend to your every will.

"Of course we can, angel."

Lunch is thus a mess of sugar and honeyed stickiness - you sitting on Eddie's lap on a nearby bench as he feeds you spoonfuls of waffles drizzled in whipped cream and strawberries. When you later complain that you've got whipped cream all over your mouth, hands flying to your back pocket to pull out a pack of tissues, Eddie just rolls his eyes and kisses away the remnants instead.

"There. Much easier." he declares, proud smirk on his face. "Ready to go home?"

You nod, satisfied, head delirious from the sugar rush and the gaze of uninhibited adoration on his face.

"Yeah."

As the sun begins to set over the horizon, you glance over at Eddie on the drive back, admiring how well he's aged in the past five years. His hair's been cut slightly shorter, but his curls have been maintained. There are a few fine lines carving his cheekbones now when he smiles, a slight discoloration on his left hand from the burns sustained years ago. But it only makes him all the more beautiful, you think.

"What're you thinking so hard about?" he questions you, noticing that you've been rather silent for a while.

"Nothing." you respond, content. "Just... how gorgeous you are."

He lightly blushes at the compliment, and it never fails to amuse you how after everything - five whole years of marriage - he still gets flustered when you call him beautiful.

"Right back at you." he says, throwing you a quick wink in the rearview mirror.

Exhaustion hits in full force as the sun sets and you two are now back home, with Eddie shuffling through the contents of your fridge to make space for the new groceries as you thumb through the morning paper on the sofa. The only sounds in the room is the light rain beginning to drizzle outside, droplets hitting against glass in repetitive rhythm as you quickly abandon reading before hugging your husband from behind.

"I'm bored." you complain into his back, face squished against his body. His entire body reverberates with a laugh, one hand coming to pat your head affectionately.

"We were just out, angel."

"I know, but the rain always makes me sleepy and bored, you know that."

"Indeed I do. Hey-" he pulls away from you briefly. "How about we have a little date night then?"

You frown, confused.

"S-sure, but it's raining and I'm not sure if we can get a reservation so late-"

He chuckles, brushing stray hairs away from your eyes.

"No, silly. I meant like a date night inside."

That piques your interest, making you cock your head sideways.

"What'd you mean?"

Turns out, his idea of a 'inside date night' is both silly and romantic. First, he tells you to dress up as if you two were actually going out. Style your hair, put on your best clothes, spritz your perfume. He doesn't even let you leave your shared closet before he pretends to knock and presents you with a bouquet of hastily pulled out lillies, a boyish smile on his face.

"For you, my perfect date."

He's dressed up slightly too, collared blue shirt tucked into black linen pants, a sight which makes your heart skip a little faster.

"Thank you, dear husband."

He refuses to let you help in the kitchen as he prepares your favorite meal, sitting you down on the counter and asking you random questions to keep you preoccupied.

"We've been married for five years, Eddie. What could you possibly not know about me?" you question, amused. He laughs at that, crouching by the kitchen oven as he speaks.

"Not those kind of questions, silly. There's plenty of other things I could ask about like... I don't know, would you rather... fight a mermaid or a polar bear?" he finishes cautiously.

"What? What kind of question is that?" you splutter through bursts of giggles, making Eddie throw his hands up in mock surrender.

"I don't know! I'm just trying to keep this marriage fresh. Now answer, babe." he sends you a warning glare, but the ghost of a smile on his face gives him away. It makes you lean forward in interest, head resting on your propped up arms.

"A polar bear."

He gasps at that.

"What? No. You'd been mutilated in an instant! I'd choose the mermaid, you can probably just gut them like a fish and be done with it." he retorts, eyes wide in disbelief.

"Or they could drown you by dragging you to the bottom of the ocean." you counter, raising your eyebrows.

"Oh, and a polar bear wouldn't cut you down with its claws and feed on your flesh?"

The two of you stare at each other in silence before bursting into a fit of laughter, you burying your head into your hands as Eddie doubles over, body folded in half.

"God, why did you ever marry me?" he questions, slightly out of breath as he leans against the counter across from you. You stand up ever so slightly, nose brushing against his, response muttered against his lips.

"Probably because you're the most handsome, kind, funny and charismatic person I've ever met. And you give good head."

He kisses you hungrily at that admission, counter top digging into his stomach as he leans in closer, hands grasping at your neck and pulling you practically right up against him. Your mind is still dizzy from the kiss when he leans back down, tongue licking his lips, chasing the after taste of your chapstick.

"I fucking love you, (Y/n) Munson."

The smell of burning food - accompanied by the sudden loud blaring of the smoke alarm - cuts into the tender moment, making you jump off of your seat to grab a fire extinguisher as Eddie hastily opens up the oven to see the oven tray on fire. Once the fire's extinguished and the smoke has cleared, Eddie's standing by you with a sheepish smile on his face, already reaching for the house telephone.

"Maybe we should just order i-"

"Yeah."

Eddie still makes the best of the night though: draping a blanket over the living room floor and setting down a few lit candles around the edges. He's pouring you a bottle of wine as you answer the door to accept the delivery, his gaze aflame with infatuation as you sit back down across from him.

In between inside jokes and conversation about the kids - "Max called yesterday. She and Lucas were wondering if they could swing by tomorrow for lunch?" "Of course they can! At this point, I'm offended they'd even ask us for permission." "Eddie, I think they're trying to avoid a Dustin-esque incident like last Thanksgiving. Remember? We nearly called the cops because someone kept on banging on our door at three in the morning?" - the food is devoured quickly. And once the dishwasher's been filled, the blankets re-folded and the lights turned off for the night, Eddie's waiting for you in bed, wearing nothing but his boxer shorts.

"All good?" he asks you. You nod.

"All good."

It's automatic and natural the way your body fits against his as the final light in the house - the lamp on the bedside table next to Eddie - goes out. His strong arms wrap around your shoulder, pulling you against his chest, his musky cologne overwhelming your senses as he lays a sloppy kiss onto your bare shoulder.

"I love you so much, angel." he whispers against your skin, hot breath tickling your neck. It makes your heart flutter no matter how many times you hear his love being confessed (which is basically every night).

"I love you too, Eddie." you respond, squeezing his hands comfortingly. You turn around carefully in his grasp, being able to somewhat make out the outlines of his face in the dark. "I'm so glad I get to spend every day with you."

He chuckles at that, fabric rustling underneath him as he shifts closer.

"I'd hope so, babe. Cause you're stuck with me for the rest of your life."

You peer open one of your eyes at that.

"Unless I divorce you for Steve."

He gasps dramatically, body immediately straightening up.

"You wouldn't."

You hum mockingly, pretending to actually give it a think, before bursting into a fit of soft giggles that shakes against Eddie's chest.

"You're right, I wouldn't. You're my forever, Eddie Munson." you whisper, right on the precipice of sleep. The last thing you feel is Eddie's calloused fingers stroking your back tenderly, and Eddie's soft response being whispered against your ears.

"Thank you for being my forever, love."

a/n: pure domestic brainrot I want to live here plz

[mirakeul]

SKSKSSK THIS TREND IM SDHAKJFF n e ways, thank you for requesting anon! 

Tiktok HC: “let me just get my bag” (GoM)

notes: SDAHJF i am accepting more tiktok hc’s AHAHAHA jdahsjsd do send an ask if u want UwU but up to 5 only for hcs,,, the GoM is an exception tho,, however, if u can, please don’t HAHAHA as much as i love writing for all GoM, it’s honestly a little tiring adjhg separate them if u will agshdksf

warnings: kinda got nsfw towards the ends of akashi’s, aomine’s, and midorima’s, cussing

(under cut bcuz too long)

Akashi Seijuro

okay

u were in the car, waiting for akashi

so u set up ur camera quickly

which he doesn’t mind

since u do things like this for more than a week now

which is what you planned

to not be sus

HAHAHA

n e ways

he slided on the passenger seat

and u greeted him

“hey sei”

kissing him on the cheek

“hey y/n”

u were about to drive when u “forgot” your purse on the backseat

“let me just get something from my purse”

when u are about to hit him,,,

u were trying not to laugh so hard

aND WHACK

“y/n, please be careful”

“oh, did i hit you? i’m sorry”

u retrieved your chapstick

and when you returned the bag

whACK

sei looked murderous

u honestly thought u would die

“y/n”

“yes, sei?”

“stop hitting me on purpose”

“uh-what?”

he inched a little bit closer to u

ur faces just inches from each other

u held ur breath

as he stared u down

“stop”

u squeaked out a yes as u felt his hands on ur hips

eye--

never do that to akashi pls

Kise Ryota

okay,,,

as a vlogger

kise is not new to being on the camera with u

so when he saw ur phone

he just smiled and become v cheerful

since he knows it’s for ur vlog

what he doesn’t know is that u’re doing this tiktok trend

which i felt like he watched already

sksksks

but u still do anyways,,,

WHACK

“y/n-chan!”

“what is it ryota?”

“you hit me with your bag!”

“really? i didn’t notice, sorry baby”

sksks baby

which he defo fell for

so when u whacked him again

bro

u had it for u

“y/n-chan”

“what is it ryota?”

“is this that tiktok trend?”

“no”

he playfully glared at u

“you asked for this”

“nO STOP”

he tickled u

and he knows where u’re ticklish

that’s the longest time ever

u plan to do more tiktok trends on him bcuz of this

Aomine Daiki

okAY

just like with kise

u are a vlogger

and daiki is a constant extra in it

sksks

he’s done challenges with u as ur boyfriend

but i feel like he doesn’t know this trend

HAHAHAH

so when u did it

WHACK

“Y/N WHAT THE FUCK?”

“what is it daiki?”

“u slammed ur heavy bag on my head!”

“i’m sorry, it must have slipped”

sksks what a lame-ass excuse HAHA

but daiki believed it

he looked at ur phone and made confused faces

when u whACKED him again

he looks hurt

and u don’t even acknowledge him

“y/n--”

was cut off by the bag whacking him again

now he knows it’s on purpose

he got ur bag and threw them to the backseat

and pinned u as best as he can on ur seat

he was now smirking

while u were squirming under him

“that’s not nice, babe”

“i don’t know what you’re talki--”

u were cut off by him kissing you

well that shut u up

u had to cut the footage bcuz

🥵🥵

let’s just say it wasn’t appropriate for minor viewers

Murasakibara Atsushi

sksks um

since he’s a huge giant

u had to go lengths to actually whack him

it’s hard okay??

which resulted to u using a huge-ass box

“y/n-chin why is there a phone recording?”

“oh, i was doing this challenge from yt, where we let the car in front of us decide what we eat, my friend tagged me to do this so i decided to invite u since u like eating so much”

but that’s not just it

he doesn’t know that tho

he beamed at the thought of eating

making u feel guilty

but still 

“wait, i lost my wallet, i must’ve dropped it in that box, wait sushi”

he sat there when u reached and pulled the box, whacking him in the process

u didn’t even pay him attention as he glared at u

“uh no it isn’t here, wait”

u “carefully” placed it back

whacking him “accidentally” in the process

“oh, maybe it’s in my purse”

wHACK

“oh, there it is”

u put it back

again, whACK

“y/n-chin”

“what is it, sushi?”

he looks at u angrily

angry puppy

“you’re doing this on purpose”

“what?”

“no, don’t talk to me, i’m angry”

“oh no, sushi!”

he actually didn’t talk 

it took a lot of food from the challenge to actually make him talk to you

“i’m sorry sushi, i won’t do it again, i promise!”

again, a lot of food

Midorima Shintaro

i think

he wouldn’t understand what’s happening

AHAHAHAHA

he doesn’t like being in the camera

but for u, he would

so when u proposed a relationship tag

he said yes

so u got into recording

and started off with the “challenge”

don’t be suspicious

“when did we first meet?”

“it was when you tripped in front of me and takao laughed his ass off”

u remember,,, oh that was embarrassing

u parked on a nearby stop to “get” something from ur bag

wHACK

“y/n, why did you hit me?”

“i did? i’m sorry, shin”

u got ur chapstick, put some on and put it back

and then WHACK

“oh, sorry shin!”

u are trying hard not to laugh

u continued with the questions

and when u’re at the stoplight

wHACK

“y/n”

“sorry shin!”

he glared at u

“y/n, if you don’t stop”

“oKAY I’LL STOP”

he smirked and looked at you intensely

“good girl”

🥴🥴

Kuroko Tetsuya

um

i feel like

he would be the one surprising you

like

you set up the camera and everything

and before you could do it

“y/n-chan, what are you doing?”

“huh?”

“i saw this already”

“wait- what?”

“it’s that trend in tiktok right?”

u know what

i’m not even gonna

sdgjha

but

i feel like kuroko has been lurking in tiktok

and knows all the trends

and sometimes does it 

sksksks

so when he see ur phone and u reaching for ur bag in the backseat

he already knows

u were pouting at him

“tetsu! how did you know?”

“i’m on tiktok”

“wHAT?”

now u have to know what his fyp is

altho i feel like he won’t be on straight tiktok that much

i feel like he would be on weeb tiktok tho 

or like dog tiktok

bcuz nigou duh

sksksks n e ways

u ended up doing some tiktok trends with him

which was very fun, ngl

u had to find something to do on tetsu

u’ll find it soon

[cherryeol04]

It’s a Phantom!

Pairing: Changbin x Aiden x Felix

Genre: humor, romance, gaming, horror?cause it’s a horror game they’re playing.

Word Count: 1.7k

Author’s notes: please don’t mind any mistakes that you find. I didn’t bother to edit or beta read. We die like the phasmophobia characters!

The light of the flashlight barely illuminated anything in front of him and suddenly Aiden really wished that he had listened to Jisung when he said to buy the strong flashlight. But in his defense, how was he supposed to know the high school was going be so fucking dark?! Unlike his other friends, this was his first time playing Phasmophobia. As the fresh meat that he was, Jisung and Felix had a great time terrorizing the shit out of him on the first two runs  - granted Aiden fed right into their antics despite Changbin telling him not to.  He had to give them credit though, for the first two introductory rounds, they let Aiden be server room leader and pick two amateur runs to go through - the Grafton Farmhouse and Tanglewood Street house and luckily for them, the two ghosts they encountered were the Shade and the Poltergeist. Not as dangerous as the other ghosts in the game, but certainly just as scary to hunt. Still, they had countless times tried to get him killed by telling him to do things that he shouldn't do - like  call out the ghost's name repeatedly , or when the ghost was hunting, to run straight at it with a crucifix because that was definitely going to get it to go away. Definitely. So at the mention of a strong flashlight that would give off better lighting, he wasn't ready to believe them at all.

He regretted it now.

"I hate this."

"I told you to buy a strong flashlight." Jisung's smug remark wasn't needed and it only served to make Aiden slightly more grouchy  than he was currently.  "If you would have just listened-"

"In his defense,  you guys have been complete dicks to him since the start." Changbin spoke, so close to Aiden that he jerked his character forward as he jumped in his chair at the sudden noise.

"Holy fuck! Binnie you scared the shit out of me!" he whined, closing his eyes as he took a few deep breaths to calm himself. They had only just begun the round and he was already on edge. He was sure it had everything to do with the fact that once he entered the house, the noises changed from a calm, quiet night with crickets chirping to an almost dead silence filled with white noise. "Don't do that!"

"Sorry babe." Changbin chuckled and Aiden was pretty sure the other wasn't sorry at all. Humming,  Aiden gathered what little courage he had continued on. He could vaguely hear Jisung shouting down the hall on the right side and Felix was absolutely silent which Aiden could only assume meant that he was farther away than Jisung. With the school being so big, they had agreed to split up into groups so they could cover as much ground in the five minute grace period that they had on the amateur level. Felix and Jisung went right and he and Changbin were going left.

"Found the stairs. I'm going up."  The crackle of the walkie talkie was so jarring that Aiden jumped in his chair once more, letting out a shout of fear. He quickly looked behind him, eyes locked on his bedroom door. When it didn't open, he figured he hadn't disturbed his parents, thankfully, and turned back to his computer screen.

"I really hate this game." he whined out.

"Oh stop, it's not even that scary." Aiden had to remind himself that Jisung was one of his closet friends and that he really did love him. "We're just wandering in a big, dark, abandoned high school, hunting for some spooks."

"Okay, and how is that not scary?"

"Because we have that five minute-" The walkie talkie started crackling as Aiden's flashlight began flashing.

"Oh no, no no no no." Aiden was in near tears as he spun in a circle a few times, bumping into walls before finally finding a closed classroom door.  As he was  going to open the door, he could hear the heavy thud of footsteps coming his way, spiking the fear coursing through him. Aiden struggled, fingers fumbling over the keys to try and get the stupid door open and of course it had to be a pull and not a push.

"Open you stupid fucking door!" Aiden whispered shouted, mostly so his parents couldn't hear him screaming in terror like a little girl, but that was all for naught as his character's heartbeat picked up it's pace. With a hard yank of his mouse, Aiden managed to get the door open just as  what he could only describe as "the grudge" groan filled his ears and decaying hands appeared across his screen. He screamed, tumbling out of his chair and yanking his headphones right off his head.

"Aiden?" his father shouted from downstairs and embarrassment washed over him.

"I'm fine dad!" Groaning, Aiden climbed back to his feet and sat down in his chair. He grabbed his headphones and placed them back on, only to be greeted with the sounds of hysterical laughter.

"He fucking died dude! I can't believe it! That's ghosts 3, Aiden 0!" Jisung sounded way to happy about his death, and Aiden huffed in annoyance. It's not his fault he kept dying all the time. He wasn't a pro player like the other three. This was only his third round and he was still learning how play and what all the little noises and events mean. Besides, it was extremely hard to hide when fear was crippling his fingers and making him unable to open a simple door.

"Calm down Jisung and cut him some slack. He's never played this game before." Changbin spoke, his character appearing on the screen, looming over Aiden's body. "Aw Felix, our baby. Died at the hands of Barbra." Aiden couldn't help by frown at that. It sounded like Changbin was mocking him in a way, and he didn't like that. Changbin had been his only ally against his other boyfriend and Jisung.  And if Aiden didn't think that Changbin wasn't mocking him before, he certainly did when other started crouching over his body and basically T-bagging him. "At least we know what the room is now."  Changbin moved away from his body and made his way back to the room the ghost had crawled out of, Aiden following behind him within he ghost realm.

"We got freezing temps and EMF 5."

Taking out his journal, Aiden added the two pieces of evidence and scrolled through the selection of ghosts they could possibly have.

"Phantom or Banshee." Felix's voice came over the radio and Aiden could only nod in agreement. He really hated the fact that he could no longer communicate with the other three now that he was dead. It really did surprise him that it was only a phantom or banshee. With how quickly he died, he was sure it was a demon or maybe a yurei. In hindsight, it was pretty stupid to die early, but he had been stupid when trying to hide.

"Who has the camera?" Changbin asked as he walked in a circle a few times in the classroom before walking back out.

"I do. What room is it?" Jisung asked.

"First floor, left side, last room by the exit."

"Oh he found the exit ghost. And still couldn't escape." Jisung teased as Aiden frowned. He grabbed his phone and unlocked it to bring up his messages with Jisung and sent him emoji of the face with steam coming out of it's nose. It was only a few seconds later when Jisung's laughter rang out through the walkie talkie. "He sent me the fuming emoji! I love you too Aiden! Stop sucking at the game."

"Can we just get in and get out so we can get Aiden back please?" Changbin huffed. There were giggles of agreement, but Aiden really didn't care. He was happy that Changbin was standing up for him, in a sense. He could hug and kiss him if the other was there.

Sadly, he was not. The rest of the round went by pretty quickly, and Aiden zoned out for most of it unless the ghost was hunting. Then he was walking up and down the halls, following it as it chased the others into hiding. The last evidence they obtained was ghost orbs and it turned out he was killed by a phantom.  Stupid phantom Barbra.  Loading back in the lobby, Aiden was quick to press 'V' so he could go on his tirade.

"You know, I don't very much appreciate you laughing at me, Sungie." he growled out.

"Aw, I'm sorry chicken nugget, but it was funny. You died so quickly." Jisung snickered as he walked over and crouched up and down a few times in front of him.

"I hate you.  We're over." Aiden huffed and turned away, tilting his character to look up.

"No!!! Aiden, don't leave me. I thought what we had was special!"

Aiden couldn't help but giggle at that, shaking his head both in the game and in real life. Jisung really was a silly person and probably one of his favorite friends.

"So Felix, since when has our boyfriend been dating Jisung?" Changbin asked and Aiden could hear the half pout-half smirk in his voice. He was pretty sure Changbin was amused by their little bit, but at the same time either confused or upset? He wasn't sure which it was.

"Boyfriend? What boyfriend. I'm only dating you."

Aiden was quick to turn his character, gasping out into his microphone. "What?! No Lixie! Don't be like that, you know I love you!" It was disgustingly cute with how high Aiden made his voice during that statement, followed up by kissing noises. "I'm sorry."

"That's so gross. I'm gonna puke." Jisung muttered as he walked away from group. If Aiden could, he probably would have flicked the other off in game, but as it was, he couldn't. He would make a note to flick Jisung off the next time he saw him though, as an IOU.

"I think I just uwued all over the place." Felix laughed, his character moving closer to Aiden's and loud kissing noises nearly blew out Aiden's ears.

"Oh my god, Felix! My ears!" It was a simultaneous shout from the three other people, and all they received in return was Felix's airy laughter that warmed Aiden's heart. "Alright, let's ready up for the next mission. We're going to the asylum baby!" Aiden could only groan in annoyance, because of course that's where they would be going. Despite loving Felix, sometimes he really hated him.

@starryseung @yangomangos @channiewoo @juicylivy @amelee23 @mrbangchannie @luminouskalopsia @starlight-channie @sauceracha @skzwriternet

[sn4pe]

Fluffy clingy!Sir Pentious x reader headcanons? he’s,,,babey

Skfjskfjsj you know Im a major slut for Sir Pent being baby

Gender Neutral uwu

He always wants ATTENTION

ATTENTION ON HIM AT ALL TIMES

ESPECIALLY FROM YOU

He will literally be so extra and use his evil supervillain voice indoors just so you’ll pay attention to him.

Like you’ll just be sitting on the couch in your living quarters and he’ll be announcing things to you and you’ll just be like *clap clap clap* fuck yeahhhh!! Amen!!!! You’re gonna be the best overlord ever babe!!!!

Once he’s fully content with that he’ll expect you to shower him with compliments

Which of COURSE you enjoy doing, because he tries to act all smug and then he just ends up getting flustered

“You’re so great, you’re amazing, you’re such a great boyfriend and I’m so proud of you, you’re gonna do great things and I can’t wait to watch you do them- you’re so handsome-“

“SKFJSKJFKSFBKSJDKS *SIR PENTIOUS NOISES*”

Tries to act like a dom, is a sub

Such a sub

He can’t help his subbiness

Not in a sexual way but like pffft he’s so sub

Speaking of sexual, he’s really self conscious of his,,,, snake anatomy down there

His tail? He’s proud of that! His snake coochie? Not so much

But you constantly tell him you love it

We love snake coochie!!!111

He likes to pretend that he’s not that big on cuddling but oh yeah

He’s at his weakest when he’s emotional or tired.

He’s just lost a battle? Time to curl up in your lap

Sleepy? Time to lay on you and wrap his entire lower body around your legs

Also, he sucks on the tip of his tail like a baby it’s really cute

Don’t call him cute though

Hes m a n l y

Sometimes if you’ve got him appeased enough he’ll suck on YOUR thumb

You’re the only one who’s allowed to wear his hat

His hat loves you btw, full of smiles whenever you approach it

The eggbois also love you and crowd around you whenever you get home- they always wanna be picked up like a bunch of kids

Pent really fucking loves curry

So much that you learned a ton of recipes for him

Cause you don’t trust him in the kitchen

Once he accidentally closed the oven on his entire lower body, and all you heard was a scream from the kitchen

Yeah, tending to those wounds wasn’t fun

To be honest, it’s only on rare occasions that he actually gives you obvious love back. By obvious I mean like, he doesn’t shower you with compliments or tells you that he appreciates you

But he scatters little rare compliments here and there, and only at certain times. You know they mean a lot.

He’s just kinda bad at voicing his feelings, his actions mean so much more

But you know it’s mutual. After all, he doesn’t abuse you like the eggbois and he doesn’t treat you any less than an equal

He’ll do anything to protect you tbh, if it came to it, he’d value your life over his

He’s saved your life a few times

He’s so clingy omg he’ll call you up on his little walkie talkie from the other room- cause you both of course have walkie talkies

He’ll try not to make it obvious that he just wants your company

“Hullo my dear- over”

“Hey Pent, whats up? Over”

“Come to the garage- over”

You’ll come in and he’ll be working on some big metal project, and you’ll just wrap your arms around his waist from behind and part his hair to kiss his neck. Cause you know that’s EXACTLY what he wants.

He’s not very big on starting things, like he won’t kiss you first. But you can always tell he wants to. You have to initiate everything

If he ever does intitiate anything first, big if, he’ll try to be really dom but he just fuckin subs out after a few seconds

You can read him like a book tbh

Anywho

Sometimes when he’s overwhelmed, especially after a failed battle, he pushes out the bed away from the wall, curls up in a big mess of snake coils between the wall and the bed, and just lays there unmoving for a bit, his entire upper body and head hidden under his lower body like a ball python

You and the eggbois have a planned protocol for this occasion, because it happens a lot (Pent’s kind of a failure lol don’t tell him that tho)

It goes Tea ➡️ Cuddles ➡️ Encouragement

After a good ten minutes of him being curled up alone, enough to have him calm down a bit, you’ll bring him some herbal tea and gently offer it to him before petting his hair and giving him a shit ton of encouragement, meanwhile the egg bois crowd around and also babble about how great he did and how he’ll get Cherri Bomb next time for good

There’s a lot of angry crying and venting

Though that usually does the trick and he’s back to being himself

Anyways

He loves kissing

A lot

I also Headcanon that he has a little snoot-

His snoot is cute and it squishes when you boop him

And so is his little tongue, especially when he runs it against your bottom lip

He’ll never admit it but he loves being taken care of

Just,,,, hold this snake man tight

Especially around the waist, he loves it when your hands are on his waist

Or on his hips

God he’s so thick

Why did Viv fucking make the snake so goddamn slim thICK

When he’s flustered he giggles a lot

Like if you pull him close to you by the waist he’ll giggle uncontrollably and say “oh my~“ or whatever Victorian people fucking say idfk

You constantly tease him about his snake lisp and that makes him a little angry, but it’s kinda funny when he gets angry about it cause the lisp gets worSE

“SSSSSSHUT THUP”

“Okay Sir Poridge”

“I-“

You always call him by the wrong name just to cheese him

Anywho

He may be smart but he’s a big dumb bitch

Bunch of big dumb bitches under the same roof

Two big dumb significant others, a hat with teeth, and some eggs. That sounds like a perfect little family

[zaraquinn]

Your Love Keeps Lifting Me Higher

Billy Hargrove - Making reader’s heart go uwu on a late drive

Word Count: 1357

Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader

Requested by: @ashleymarieriffle

Author's notes:

Y/N - Your Name

Additional Notes: i’m in love with this idea of the reader is dustin’s older sister. thank you for this request. I also made a small addition to it including the kids. also small au?? basically an au that everyone wants to live in after season three.

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“So Y/N,” Dustin said, entering his older sister’s room with the feeling to bother her before she left the house. “Do I get to meet this mystery boyfriend that may or may not exist?” He leaned on her doorframe, as she finished her lipstick and makeup touches. “Dustin.” She said with a warning tone. “I really don’t think you’d wanna know.” Y/N groaned, walking over to her kid brother. “And besides, he does exist.” Dustin chuckled, as he finally had the upper hand. “That’s not what you said about Suzie, and look what happened,” he explained—Y/N rolling her eyes at Dustin’s winning argument. “She does exist.” Y/N finally gave in, turning back to her little and witty brother. “So, you have to tell me, since you didn’t believe me.” Pointing at his older sister with finger guns, she lightly punched his shoulder, walking down the stairs of their home to the kitchen. “You really don’t want to know. Really.” “Oh please, eldest sister; Dearest sister that I love and care about very much, I can stand for myself.” Y/N was about to tell the younger Henderson to drop the subject but the doorbell had suddenly rung. The two Henderson siblings had glanced at each other, before racing to the door. Unfortunately, Dustin’s smaller figure had successfully snaked his way underneath Y/N and opened the door; and to his extreme surprise, was met with a ravishingly handsome (shirt halfway unbuttoned) and lovestruck Billy holding flowers at the Henderson doorstep. Dustin’s facial expression had turned him wide-eyed and speechless. Only getting a dramatic gasp before Y/N had swiftly stepped in front of him and cut him off by slamming the door behind his face.

Billy’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion from the scene that weirdly unfolded in front of his eyes. “My little brother. He’s friends with—“ Y/N was going to explain, but Billy ended up beating her to it “With Max. Yeah. I know. Did he not know we’re dating?” He asked suddenly, pointing at her front door. Y/N opened her mouth to say something; almost hesitating before blatantly being honest. “No.” Billy just returned her response with a heart-warming smile. “Let’s go.” And led her to the car, and giving her the flowers.

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Dustin suddenly broke out of his trance, shaking his head back to reality. He quickly opened the door and saw Billy and his older sister drive away in his blue Camaro; the smoke distributing in the air. Shutting the door with a slam, Dustin rushed to his room, muttering many ‘holy shits’ with each pounding step his feet made. He reached for his walkie-talkie and pulled the antenna up and switching it on. “This is Dustin! Code orange-red! I repeat! This is Dustin! Code orange-red!” He screamed into the talkie. For the first time in a long time, everyone in the party had answered. El was with Will, Max was alone at home and Mike was hanging with Lucas. Everyone had heard his not-so-important code orange-red. “What is it?” Max hurriedly said through the walkie-talkie. “Max, my sister Y/N is dating Billy!!” Dustin screamed into the walkie once more. “WHAT?!” The whole group screamed at the same time through the walkie’s receiver.

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Out of Touch by Hall and Oats had started playing in the car, and Y/N happily blasted it, opening the windows and letting the gnarly music echo through the empty space that was Hawkins, Indiana. Her hair flowing in the wind as Billy accelerated the car’s speed. A smile painted her face as the music blasted. “So, where are we heading Lover Boy?” She smiled at her driver, as he bit his bottom lip; loving the nickname. “Just thought we could do a late night drive. Anything for you Babe.” Billy said, grabbing her hand was his other hand stayed on the wheel. “Perfect.” She smiled, grabbing his hand happily. “So does Max know about you and me?” Y/N wondered, lightly kissing Billy’s neck as he drove through the starry sky. “She’ll figure out eventually.” She smirked to himself. “If you had to tell her, what would be the first thing you’d tell her?” Y/N pressed on, running her hands underneath Billy’s unbuttoned shirt and her lips wandering at his neck. Billy sighed and smiled at the feeling, parking at the quarry to get a sight of the large moon that settled in the starry sky above them and the song Here, There, and Everywhere by The Beatles started playing; matching the romantic mood of the moonlight illuminating above them like a spotlight. He put the car in park and turned off the engine, finally able to face Y/N as his hands quickly made its way to settle on her waist.

“Well, I would start with how the first time I saw you I couldn’t stop thinking about you. And how beautiful you are. And how smart and logical you are. And how loving you are. And how you’re the most insanely hot girl in Hawkins.” He chuckled at the last part, and Y/N growing pink from the compliments. “Not true.” She nodded with a laugh, thinking about how he could find her as ‘the hottest girl in Hawkins’. Billy only chuckled, giving her kisses on her forehead and nose. “You can’t say that. It’s true.” Y/N giggled endlessly, adoring her boyfriend. “You’re such an asshole.” She shot back humorously with a laugh. “I would say how much of an asshole you are. And, how you really are to me. And beknownst to everyone else—that there is something underneath that bad boy persona everyone sees.” She smiled, showing dimples and all. At that moment, Billy truly felt in love with Y/N. “You know, Max is starting to warm up to you more. She told me that you have been more of a brother to her now. Playing catch with your kid sister and taking her to the arcade?” Y/N giggled, getting Billy’s cheeks all pink. “Sounds like the Billy I know.” Y/N said, totally adoring her boyfriend’s flustered face. “It’s all because of you.” He kissed her passionately, wanting to show her how much he loves her. “I think you should keep your asshole attitude for everyone else. And keep this Billy for me and those close to you.” He laughed at her remark, kissing her nose again. “Because I’m selfish.” The two finally continued kissing underneath the pale moonlight, doing what teenagers do.

They drive a bit longer during the midnight hours after their time was up, blasting soft music with all the windows down with their hands intertwined. With her hair blowing in the wind and singing along to the soft music, they soon reached the Henderson household—Billy dropping her off at her doorstep. “Are you sure you don’t wanna come in and sleep over? I don’t want you to get in trouble with your dad—“ Y/N said before getting cut off. Normally Billy would’ve said no, in fear of his dad, but he thought he could give less of a fuck this time. “Yeah, I’ll stay.” Billy said, locking his car on the street and meeting Y/N at her doorstep. He met her with a kiss as she unlocked her door; holding her waist as she playfully laughed at the affections.

As the door swung open, the lovebirds were met with the six kids. They’re eyes wide in shock to find none other than the bad boy of Hawkins and the detective teen of Hawkins. Billy and Y/N met the kids with furrowed brows as both Max and Dustin crossed their arms. “Billy?” Max asked, expecting an answer from her older brother. “Dearest sister Y/N?” Dustin dramatized. The two teens stayed silent, not knowing what to say. With one look, the kids all looked at each other and broke into an enormous fit of laughter—leaving the lovebirds in quick confusion.

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✨MASTERLIST✨

💐STRANGER THINGS REQUEST POST💐

[kpoptionate]

skz ➾ boyfriend!hyunjin

stray kids masterlist // official masterlist

07.19.18

requested: anon + anon + anon

a/n: thank y’all for requesting <333 (anon #3 i’m writing this at midnight and i’m crying i love you) (also i’ll get the minho one up soon !!)

a/n2.0: this got really long dammit lmao i’m so in love with him

woojin // bangchan // minho // changbin // hyunjin // jisung // felix // seungmin // jeongin

h w a n g  h y u n j i n

y’all

this is my boyfriend right here mkay

but if he were yours

wOw do i wish i were you

he was at the park with his dog kkami one morning

and he was just chillin on the bench bc his dog is chill too

but then she (he ? idk someone inform me please) sprinted over to this girl on a nearby bench and started barkin at her (it’s you !)

hyunjin goes to collect his dog and apologizes and you tell him it’s fine, your dog does that too sometimes

and he doesn’t really know what to do so he just kinda apologizes again

you think he’s hella cute and adorable so you pat the bench beside you and motion for him to sit

he was lowkey hoping for you to do that bc he thinks you’re super cute

so y’all’s dogs run around and play while you and hyunjin talk and get to know each other

time flies by and the sun’s starting to set wow

kkami is asleep on your lap and to hyunjin that’s literally like the best thing ever

the prettiest boy/girl ever getting along with his dog, what else could a guy want am i right

he thinks you’re pretty cool and all so he gets your number as the two of you separate

y’all hang out a lotttt

definitely waits a few months to ask you out just to make sure

he eventually does when y’all have a picnic at the park late at night

he brought flowers and a necklace :’)

the first time he brings you over to the dorm to meet the guys they’re freaking out

like wow one of us actually managed to get a girlfriend

i mean everybody thought the first one would be hyunjin tho bc like

he’s hyunjin

he’s also kinda cliché but it’s so cute

your first official date as a couple he takes you to the amusement park

the rest of skz follows y’all but they make it so obvious

like dressed in all black and everything

he wins you a stuffed animal and gets you ice cream and goes on all the rides you wanna go on even if he's scared

when it's dark you he takes you on the ferris wheel

the guys def know what’s going on, cue them spaced out around the area with binoculars and walkie-talkies

when y’all get to the top

he takes his finger under your chin and makes you look at him

he gives a small smile with a little huff and

leans in

and

kisses you

sweetly

when he pulls back he’s got that grin™ on his face

the guys on the ground are screaming and cheering and hyunjin gets superr shy but doesn’t let you know they’re there

okay

so

y’all don’t argue a lot

he hates making you feel bad

boy has a little temper on him but he knows how to control it

until he gets jealous

he is one jealous boi™

around his members he might get jealous every once in a while but it’s not enough to bother him too much

with other people tho ?

watch out hun he’s coming for you

when he sees you talking to a friend and it’s going a little too far he’ll invite himself into the conversation

but the other person just doesn’t stop and you’re too naïve to notice they’re flirting with you

so he’ll pull the other party over to the side for a conversation with his hand tightly around their wrist

“look, i’m not trying to interrupt or anything but that’s exactly what i’m doing, keep that shit up or i swear to fucking god”

i’m not experienced with aggressive dialogue i’m sorry lmao

however, on the occassion you do argue he can get kinda out of hand

might accidentally yell something you’re self-conscious about in the heat of the moment

he’ll hate himself when you storm out crying

very stubborn, but not when it comes to you, no sir

he’ll give you two or three hours to rest and calm down

then he’ll show up at your door with flowers and snacks and little gifts to apologize

his eyes’ll be all red and puffy from crying

if you still close the door on him he’ll probably just burst into tears and not leave bc he just feels so bad and doesn’t want you to be mad and possibly leave him over something so trivial

always tries to make you smile

your laugh is literally like the best thing he’s ever heard

you guys goof around so much

he has so many pictures of you on his phone

he probably sets up a personal insta just so he can put up photos of the two of you together

they’re usually while you’re eating or sleeping (you asleep on his lap is his wallpaper)

or while y’all are on dates

expect lots of those btw

lots

if he’s feeling like the aesthetic boyfriend he is he’ll take you on small ones like the dog / amusement park or ice cream or to a little outdoor café or bike rides through seoul and stuff like that

but he also loves fun ones like laser tag or go-karting

if you guys haven’t seen each other in a while though he’ll take you to something a little more fancy

he always makes sure you look good he always thinks you do tho

like if y’all are going out and you look kinda dumb

he refuses to leave until you fix yourself

he does it in a playful and loving way though

if he can’t find anything for you to wear he’ll buy you something to

he definitely takes you shopping a lot

mostly for clothes

likes you wearing leather jackets and a tshirt

especially his leather jacket

or his sweatshirts

any of his clothes really

you just look so cute and soft and cuddly and fhsjfhjkds you bust all his uwus

it makes him want to cuddle and squeeze you to death

especially if you’re just in your underwear and one of his white shirts to bed

waking up with him is the best bc he’s all up against you with his face nuzzled in your neck

whines when you try to get up and he’ll grab your hand and pout and you just can’t resist bc who can say no to a pouty hyunjin

i feel like crying imagining it :’)

likes cooking with you

even if it doesn’t turn out so great

y’all are always just messing around in the kitchen

likes finding recipes so when you fall asleep or something he can have something for you to eat when you wake up

always makes sure you eat too

oh you just woke up ? i’ll get breakfast

you haven’t eaten since lunch and it’s been four hours ? let’s get a snack

jUst finished pizza ? you need more hun

you need to make sure he eats and rests enough too though

bc he practices a lottt and often forgets to grab lunch so please please please bring him something to eat

he absolutely loves when you do that

it makes him feel loved and cared for and important

likes to be babied, but also likes babying you

love love love loves showing you off

like he’s constantly talking about you to everyone

cool with pda only if you are

if you are then that’s gREAT

he likes to drape his arm around your shoulder when you guys walk

especially around people

loves hugging you from behind and resting his chin on your head

cuddling 24/7

cooking ? he’s back hugging you and waiting for you to feed him

dancing ? he’s changing the song so y’all can slow dance

watching netflix ? he’s all up on you, legs tangled in yours with your head on his chest and his fingers in your hair

really good at kissing

like have you seen them lips boiiii

does it all the time

especially little pecks on your lips

doesn’t care if there’s people around, he’s your boyfriend he can do what he wants

he doesn’t go past that when people are present

but when they’re not

bitchhhhh

okay so

he might be legal in america however he’s not in korea so i’m gonna keep it appropriate for his age, lmk if there’s a problem please

okay so everything usually starts with cuddling

which’ll lead to him giving you little kisses on your forehead or cheek

which moves to your lips

and he’ll peck you some times before giving you a longer kiss

he’ll gradually move from your lips to your jaw to your neck to your collarbones

leaving marks all the way down

then back up again

he’ll teasingly drag his tongue up and across your lips before finally locking his with yours

pulling you onto his lap with a hand at your jaw around your ear

his other on your waist

when it comes to kissing he’s definitely not rough at all with it, very slow and passionate

lotsss of open-mouthed kisses with tongue

probably groans a lot

especially if you bite his bottom lip oh lord

he loves it

also bites and pulls yours while looking at you with dark, hooded eyes

somebody stop me please this is too much for my heart

runs his hands up and down your body

like he’ll start from your neck and slowly travel down to your waist and thighs before going right back up

will also slip his hands under your shirt when he comes back

loves it when you roam your hands around his body too

especially his chest and collarbone area

however he also loves your body pressed all the way up against his to where y’all can feel each others heartbeats

probably won’t go farther than pushing your hips down against him

bc even tho he’s a confident boy he respects you and doesn’t want to do anything you don’t

even if he did i’m not writing past that dammit

#stopsexualizingminors2k18

so he’ll end it off by dragging his hands up to cup your face

and he’ll slow down the kissing until it gets to soft little pecks again

then he’ll kiss you all over your face and lay down facing each other with your legs tangled

smiling with red and swollen lips

facing each other with your legs tangled and your arms around his torso, his draped across your waist

bc he just loves looking at you

he’ll kiss you again bc he just can’t help himself

he loves the feeling of your lips on his

then he’ll pull away and settle his face in your neck and fall asleep

wow i’m in love :’)

overall someone who just loves you so so so so much and loves to take care of you

but you need to take care of him as well bc he’s busy and forgetful

you’re truthfully the best thing that’s ever happened to him, nothing makes him happier than being able to see and touch you

it’s not possible to love him more than he loves you

okay i’m soft

i’ll stop now goodbye

[gramanderlove]

Gramander ;)))

Okay so omg I took so long to get back to you on this I apologize 8’333 So yeah this is in reference to a post I reblogged like two weeks ago that asked about ship headcanons :D I put everything below a cut because it’s kinda long :’33333 Thank you for asking me!!! :DDD

- Who hogs the duvet → Honestly I think they’d both be pretty good at sharing it, though I think Newt definitely takes most of it when he’s deep in dreamland and is attempting to make a nest from the sheets ;3

- Who texts/rings to check how their day is going → Newt the most!!! uwu but Percy definitely does it sometimes too~~

- Who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts → these boys…. probably have no idea what to get each other and each is the worst when it comes to gifs XD tbh I think they’re equally creatively bad when it comes down to it haha, though they each try in their own way

- Who gets up first in the morning → they’re both probably way early risers! owo I kinda want to say that Percy gets up at the ass crack o’ dawn because he’s just unreasonable, but then Newt’s probably up at all hours tending to his creatures that need him ;w; but I think that Newt at least sleeps a decent amount

- Who suggests new things in bed → UMMM I think they both do that in equal amounts personally :3

- Who cries at movies → Newt!!!! ;wwwww; this boy has a heart of steel when he needs to but when it comes to movies he’s the absolute biggest softie. he loves movies so much, I know this for a fact! Newt’s always been fascinated with movies. he loves them so much. like sure wizard images have been moving since forever but there’s something special about going into a movie theater and watching the action unfold on screen. I think the first “talkie” opened in 1927 or something so up to FB they were silent films, which Newt loved. but movies with sound was, he would probably say, magical. Newt probably drags Percy to the movies every second week or more if he can, and he adores watching the actors and actresses laugh and cry and fall in love. he especially loves Charlie Chaplin though; he loves the physical comedy of it, and even later when movies are mostly talkies, he still appreciates chaplin’s classical approach to movie making. (cue lots of movie theater cuddles with Percy; Percy probably pays more attention to Newt than the movies though ;)

- Who gives unprompted massages → I kinda want to say Percy?? I feel like he’s in tune with when Newt is stressed or anxious and wants to help him get through that. I feel like Newt might want to help Percy in other ways, or offering something like a massage is a bit foreign to him. he’s a little nervous when it comes to things like quite I think, though I think as he gets to know Percy more and they get older he’s more used to Percy’s moods and gives him massages a lot more often :)

- Who fusses over the other when they’re sick → Newt the most! ;A; he would definitely be a fussy mum when it came to illness, offering Percy everything and anything he wants as he desperately tries to make him feel better. though he’s very good handling animal illnesses, when it comes to Percy he gets a bit flustered until he can calm down enough to actually help get his fever down and such :’) if Newt was ill though I think Percy would try to do his best, asking Newt if he wanted anything and getting anything he wants like a dutiful boyfriend

- Who gets jealous easiest → Percy by a long shot holy shit >___> Newt’s kind of oblivious to flirting so even when people flirt with Percy (which happens rarely; usually it’s a young waitress who doesn’t know him personally… ) he just kind of gets an uncomfortable upset feeling in his stomach, though he isn’t certain why. but when people flirt with Newt (which happens a lot…. from a lot of people who should know better!!) though he’s oblivious to the romantic nature of their attentions and is always super nice to people who are nice to him! but this makes Percy pretty damn jealous lmao. he wants to keep Newt all to himself, though he does make himself ease off when it comes to people like tina, jacob, queenie, etc., because they never flirt with Newt and he knows they just want his friendship

- Who has the most embarrassing taste in music → do I even have to say it? ;) Newt loves music but he has the most odd collection of records Percy’s ever seen, the one time he perused the dusty box hidden by an extension charm under Newt’s worktable in his shed…

- Who collects something unusual → well I would say Newt in general aha 8’)) but Percy probably has a collection of something unusual hidden away ;) who knows what it is….

- Who takes the longest to get ready → prooooobably Percy lollll. Newt’s probably ready quickly but that’s just because he isn’t used to dressing up when there’s a need haha ^^ if they’re going to something fancy… so Percy has to slow him down and help him get into the proper clothes. and just in general, Newt doesn’t really see the need to make himself look “pretty” so he’s ready almost as soon as he’s thrown on his clothes and ran a hand through his hair. he does have a tin of mints hidden away in his jacket though :’3 so yeah Percy’s probably the one doing his hair and putting on a bit of cologne and making sure everything he’s wearing is pristine. you can’t walk around wearing just anything as director of magical security, after all.

- Who is the most tidy and organised → Percy of course! though Newt does have his own system that works perfectly well for him ;)

- Who gets most excited about the holidays → Newt :3 though sometimes he forgets their happening haha. I feel like Percy keeps track of them out of a sense of duty, but once Newt comes along he learns to enjoy them more

- Who is the big spoon/little spoon → Percy wants to be the big spoon most of the time and Newt’s perfectly happy with that, but sometimes Newt is the big spoon and Percy realizes just how much he likes it

- Who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports → Percy by a long shot! Newt isn’t very competitive at all. when people are trying to be competitive with him he usually doesn’t recognize it for what it is D: Percy’s professional but sometimes his ego gets the better of him and he’s a bit more aggressive towards his fellow aurors than he’d like to admit… if Newt sees this he tries to get Percy to back off a little bit, if he can…

- Who starts the most arguments → Newt probably unintentionally?? I feel like a lot of things Newt does might frustrate Percy in the beginning and his temper gets the better of him just a little bit, before reason takes over and he calms down. I can’t see Newt getting into an argument with anyone unless they were a truly awful person.

- Who suggests that they buy a pet → well I mean…. 8’) but you *know* that Newt’s the one who’s constantly trying to save more creatures, much to Percy’s distress >w>

- What couple traditions they have → Okay I have no idea about this one aha >.>

- What tv shows they watch together → I Love Lucy later??? What’s My Line? I have no idea omg probably not very many or none at all XD

- What other couple they hang out with → Queenie and Jacob, Tina and whoever she settles down with (maybe nobody?? who knows… >w>)

- How they spend time together as a couple → Taking care of Newt’s creatures, cuddling, helping MACUSA and the Ministry of Magic, travelling~~~

- Who made the first move → I have headcanons for either so ;))

- Who brings flowers home → Percy!!!! He very much brings flowers home :)

- Who is the best cook → Maybe Newt?? But just by a little??? Hahaha they are both pretty horrible about it general, so ;)