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I'm back in your inbox with new ideas! Lol. The guys being left to care for your baby alone for the first time. I feel like this would kinda be both sweet and hilarious. For Malarkey, Chuck, Babe, Shifty, Winters, Luz, Liebgott, and whoever else you wanna add. ❤️
Super cute idea omg, I love this, thank you for your requests!!!
Easy Company x Reader Headcannons. 
Don Malarkey:
- okay 1000% is super confident when you’re around, he LOVES fatherhood, he’s so emotionally intelligent and caring that he’s the perfect dad, I can’t stress that enough (for all the men).
- when you leave just for a couple hours the baby’s probs asleep and Malarkey’s calm and content, just chilling, reading the paper and what not.
- That’s until the baby starts crying, at first he just goes for it, but when he can’t seem to settle your son he’s deffo raking his brain for every single thing he can do.
- Speaks to himself ‘okay, okay. What do I do?’
- would accidentally put the baby’s vest on backwards, or accidentally put his foot through the head hole.
- He doesn’t exactly fret, but he’s a little flustered and clumsy, especially when the baby won’t stop crying for its bottle and Don spills it all over the floor.
- But he wants everything to be perfect for when you come back, so as soon as he hears that door go he’s resting as carefully as he can back on the sofa with your baby boy wriggling resting on his chest.
Chuck Grant:
- I think after his accident Chuck is a lot more nervous and anxious about fatherhood. He never really worried about it before, he didn’t think about it a whole lot.
- Truthfully he’s scared to be left alone with the baby. He’s confident in his abilities to do day-to-day life tasks now, but due to the slight paralysis in part of his left arm he’s nervous.
- Regardless if he had the accident or not, he’d still be scared.
- Asks you sooo many questions, asks his friends, families, mom, he’s such a caring and good dad really, you’d assure him he has nothing to worry about.
- Deffo stands over your daughter’s crib to make sure she’s breathing. Like he’s checking on her every five minutes.
- Kinda scared of how tiny she is, like he’s scared to pick her up, faces so many irrational fears, but when she starts crying he kinda has no choice.
- He’s sooo reassuring, speaking to her and stroking his hand over her blonde hair.
- Scoops her up SO GENTLY- sosifiwidikwksosksos too cute omfg I can’t.
- but he’s extra fucking careful like with everything, he cradles her head and rocks her carefully.
- figures its not as scary as he thought. So when you’re back from the shop and see this you’re overwhelmed with happiness.
- “hey, this isn’t as scary as I thought!!”
- he’s a mf angel fr (even if he does almost throw up trying to change her dirty diaper).
Babe Heffron:
- On the topic of dirty diapers. You’ve gone out for the evening with a few of your girlfriends, extremely hesitant, but Babe is confident and assures you that you need to take a night off and he can handle your 3 month old daughter.
- He truly means it, he wants you to have a break- but it feels like the second you step foot outta the door all hell breaks loose.
- Your baby girl’s diaper practically explodes and Babe is positive he can handle it but the second he has to deal with it he’s GAGGING NOOO-
- Probably wraps a shirt around his face and he’s retching the whole time. Panics and gets the diaper on backwards- Bill is the only person that picks up the phone.
- He’s rocking and burping, feeding and soothing your baby but she won’t stop crying as Babe frantically questions Bill.
- “ya should know, you’ve got a whole army of em.”
- Turns out she just wants rocking and a little cuddle and as soon as she settles down Babe feels super proud. Like he smiles to himself so much, kisses her head and keeps her sleeping on his chest.
- Probably doesn’t move for a good 2 hours. If the baby is asleep he doesn’t want to wake her and cause WW3 so he just stays in that position lolllll.
Shifty Powers:
- He has such a calming presence that your daughter just soothes in his arm immediately. She’s got her dad wrapped around her finger and Shifty will find himself running all around the house
- Deffo cool asf with being left alone with your baby for the first time. He’s a little worried because you two are such a good team.
- I can imagine him sitting on the porch with your baby, holding her close as he points out the different wildlife he see’s running past.
- Probably the type of dad that wants to play with the baby fresh outta the womb, and you kinda have to say; “Shifty, give her two months to develop first.” Lmao
- “Look who’s back? That’s ya mommy, hm? Let’s go see her.” Ugh he’s so sweet and takes care of her so well, like I said he’s so mf calm, cool and collected. Literally like a baby whisperer.
Dick Winters:
- Similar to Shifty, he’s so mf calm and collected when he’s left alone- except before you leave he’s asking you plenty of questions.
- you kinda have to reassure like ‘Dick, I promise you’ll be fine, he’s not gonna run off anyway and you’re not going to drop him.’
- You’re right, and similar to Chuck he’s checking up on your baby every few minutes, smiling every time your son moves or makes the slightest noise.
- Sooo gentle and so good at keeping to a routine, literally so methodical, checks if he’s hungry, tired, cold, warm, just needs a cuddle?
- He’s even a little smug when you got back. Luckily for you both your baby is already calm, but I can imagine Dick carrying him and just watching down to his peaceful little face feeling so accomplished at life.
George Luz:
- Same as Shifty but worse, he but wants to play with your kid but he’s literally like 4 weeks old lmao.
- “Don’t worry, babe, I got it all covered, we’re gonna have the best time. Aren’t we?” He reassures before you leave as he speaks to his son (who obviously doesn’t reply).
- Thinks he’s got it all under control but he’s deffo exhausted by the end of it. At first the baby is asleep n he’s speaking to him before he turns over; “you don’t talk much, do you?”
- makes the worse mistake EVER and wakes up a sleeping baby; “c’mon little guy, let’s listen to the baseball.”
- Crying, crying and more crying. George does everything, he literally apologises to your baby for getting him up.
- “Tough life, little guy.” He teases but it doesn’t exactly work.
- George probably gets a little upset when you walk back in and the baby is still wailing. He feels the need to apologise and explain.
- “George it’s fine, he’s a baby he’s gonna cry.”
- Fr tho he’s such a good dad, so present and active in his child’s life.
Joe Liebgott:
- “Hey, I’m actually really fuckin’ good at this.” Accidentally curses in front of your newborn and slaps his hand over his mouth.
- Thinks he’s the pro at changing diapers and fixing bottles, he wants to do it as much as he can seeing as he has to go work through the week in the day.
- “You want me to read this or some real stories, huh?” Would read a comic book to your son, and it actually works when he goes to sleep.
- Tries to sleep when the baby does, he’s eager to show you that the two of you should start trying for more little Liebgott’s asap!!
- You’re out for the whole night, staying over at a relatives and Joe practically SPRINGS out of bed every time the baby cries.
- Maybe he’s a light sleeper from the war, but it’s just an automatic reaction, hurries over in a slight panic to make sure everything is ok.
- admits later he feels like a zombie by the morning, it creates an even stronger gratitude for you as a mother and he’s honestly so happy your back.
- Never complains about being tired again. He loves spending time with his son as much as possible, even if it is hard work at first, he’s soo fucking good at it that he does convince you to have 400 more children.
#band of brothers head cannons#band of brothers x reader#band of brothers heacanons#joe liebgott x reader#band of brothers imagines#george luz x reader#shifty powers x reader#dick winters x reader#chuck grant x reader#babe heffron x reader#don malarkey x reader
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hey!! Yesterday I found your headcanons and ships and, well, I read all about BoB in you masterlist. I love it!
Can you (if u want) make some headcanons about a reader being the kid of the ships? like a reader with spierton parents(?)
Thank U
Hello love! Now realizing I haven’t wrote for BoB in awhile but I had good inspo for this! So I did like a different scenario for each parent partnering!
Getting your heart broke with Spiertin:
-Your first ‘heart break’ in high school is a rough time.
-Carwood is ready to buy you anything whether it’s food or comfort items at the drop of the hat. He hadn’t seen you that upset since you thought you lost your favorite stuffed animal at a park.
-Now Ron oh god. He’s ready to kill the person who broke your heart. He’s of course their to listen to you vent out your feelings.
-He definitely calls your heart breakers parents and give them his two scents about their child.
-Speirs would 100% take you to go break shit to get out your anger!
-Carwood and Ron make you write down all your feelings about it on a plate and smash it to pieces to get out those emotions.
-At the end of the day Ron and Carwood are literally the best they can be for you!
Coming out FTM trans to Webgott:
-You know Joe and David are going to accept you but you’re nervous. So when you cook them their favorite dinner and sit them down you’re literally shaking in your boots.
-You tell them and they’re over the moon about it. David is ready to take you to get your haircut, get new clothes, order new binders, ect.
-Joe is ready to help you pick out a name if you don’t have one. He also calls all his friends to tell them he’s so excited for you. (with your consent ofc).
-Joe and David love suggesting names for you and trying them out on you.
-When you finally settle on one they have a mini coming out party with “it’s a boy” balloons and cake.
Getting Bullied at School with Luztoye:
-When George (who’s a stay at home mom because I said so) gets a call saying you’re in the nurses office with a black eye. He literally drops everything and is on his way to get you.
-When Joe hers home and hears about this he’s LIVID! Like Speirs, he’s ready to kill a mother fucker!
-So Joe teaches you basic self defense like throwing good punches and how to block them.
-George gets in plenty of arguments between the principle and the school recourse officer trying to get things done.
-You’re low key so embarrassed but kind of thankful.
-When you see your bully out in public while you’re hanging out with Joe they literally don’t dare to fuck with you again. They saw Joes big toned arms and his tattoos. They decided it wasn’t worth it.
-George discourages violence as a solution but sometimes it is a fare one!
Growing Up On a Farm With Baberoe
-You learn responsibility’s quick as soon as your able to walk on your own.
-Between mowing the lawn, letting out the chickens, milking the goats, or making flower arrangements to sell at the local farmers market you can do it all.
-Gene teaches you to leave the world better than how you found it.
-Babe gets you started in the kitchen with cooking with fresh vegetables and making desserts with the fruit.
-You learn a lot about Genes pagan healing culture and Babes street smarts.
-So you’re a mix of being a country kid but having the knowledge to be street smart.
-You absolutely adore all animals. You bring in the barn cats when it’s really cold, you make sure all the animals are fed correctly, and everything else.
-Babe and Gene just did a good job raising you to be nice to the environment and animals!
#band of brothers#joe liebgott#david webster#webgott#luztoye#george luz#joe toye#speirton#ronald speirs#carwood lipton#baberoe#babe heffron#eugene roe#modern au#head cannon#thanks for the request!
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Like what you see // F.W
Summary: A summer beneath the heat allows you to bask in your pent-up feelings for Fred Weasley. But there's something holding you back. Is it really that wrong to fall for your best friends brother
Universe: Harry Potter
Rating: Mature
Warnings: a few spicy shots of Fred
Blue skies filled the air, clouds were nowhere to be seen. The flowers sought water as Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were quick to replenish their soil, and the garden gnomes longed for shade as they huddled beneath a leafy tree. The blazing sun sent everyone into a heat stroke, but it was nothing like the effects of Fred Weasley.
You watched as he launched a quaffle through Ron's hoop, his muscles flexing as he did so. His forehead was lined up in a bead of sweat, while his large hands gripped the broomsticks, his smooth, toned abdomen perfectly glistening beneath the sun. He was quick to tug off his shirt when the game had first begun, leaving nothing to your imagination. It was rather annoying that one look from him was all you needed to send your heart rate sky high. You couldn't help but stare, his quidditch physique body was fucking perfect.
Faint laughter pulled you out from your daze as you finally turned around to find the culprits. Ginny and Hermione were giggling like mad at the sight of you. You felt your face grow warm, not doubting that you were a bright sade of pink.
"Ron's not gonna be real happy, Ginny teased, sipping on her glass of sweet tea.
Hermione began to laugh, "Seriously, y/n his older brother?"
"What in merlins name are you two on about?" You almost winced, you were a terrible liar.
"Don't be daft, y/n you were practically drooling" Ginny chimed, falling into another chim as your face turned blood red. You were positive you looked sunburnt by now.
"What's so funny?" Ron exclaimed, joining the three of you with his broom in his hand. The game was officially over, and the twins were sure to follow.
You sent daggers to Ginny's way.
"Probably your shitty plays," George mused, ruffling Ron's hair until it stood up from all ends. You noticed Hermione's cheeks like she wasn't exactly subtle either.
"I'll race you lot to the showers!" Another voice called out.
You froze right on the spot, your eyes darting everywhere but the sexy man before you. You cleared your throat, trying to return all of your senses back to your body. It was not working.
Ron's eyebrows thread together. He tilted his head to the side, asking you if you were alright. You nodded quickly, prompting him to continue his silent interrogation.
You felt his eyes burning holes into your forehead, praying to Merlin that Ginny would keep her face shut.
"Kids! Time for dinner!" Molly called, beckoning you all inside through the window.
You sucked in a breath when Fred stretched as Fred stretched, beginning to pull his shirt back on over his head. You felt your knees buckle.
Then suddenly, you were speeding through the tall grass, ignoring the confused looks that were bound to take place behind you.
Ron scratched his head as he watched you enter the burrow, growing more confused when his sister toppled over in laughter.
"What the bloody hell is going on?"
You found yourself, sighing finally content under the ruby sheets of Ginny's bed. Her walls were covered in posters, many of which featured the Chudley Cannons and the Holyhead Harpies. You also spotted The Cranberries and other muggle bands that Hermione introduced you too. There wasn't an inch of wall that was left bare.
Chatting with the girls had been going well. They seemed to have forgotten about the events of the afternoon, indulging in their shared bag of sweets while also discussing their plans for the upcoming Quidditch World Cup. But when three readheads had decided to join you, two of which being the identical twins, you felt your heart begin to race once more.
Ron took the seat next to you, slightly offering you one of his chocolate frogs. You took it gratefully, sending him a smile in thanks. You could always rely on your best friend.
Sitting quietly between them all, you kept to yourself as they made conversation. You knew that if you opened your mouth even just an inch all eyes would be on you. After the stunt you pulled, you were sure that you would be bombarded with questions. And you did not have a death wish.
You found your eyes studying Fred, who was animatedly chatting with his brother. As usual, he and George seemed very excited to share about one of their newest joke products. You admired the dips and curves of his features, tracing each one of his freckles with your eyes. His smile caused your heart to flutter, and your lips to curve upward as well.
You jumped slightly when his eyes met yours.
His smile turned into a lazy smirk, that of a child who knows just how much trouble they've caused. He didn't look away, keeping his warm gaze on you as though he was enjoying the effect he had. You would have turned away, but the fear, the fear that was bubbling up in your chest left you panicking in your place. You were although rather glad when George wacked Fred up the side of his head.
"Oi!" Fred groaned, turning to his twin brother. "What was that for you git?"
"Ronald here, was asking you a question," George teased. You didn't miss the suggestive eyebrow wiggle he sent you. He was obviously amused.
Ron repeated his question. "How do you plan on opening the shop?"
"We've got tricks up our sleeves Ronniekins. Don't you even worry about us"
You giggled as Fred ruffled Ron's shaggy hair. Hiding in your blush as you munched on another chocolate frog. But you didn't miss the grin that Fred had sent you.
And unbeknownst to you, neither did Ron.
It had been five days. Five days of just sitting by the pond and admiring his soaking wet hair. Five days of staying up late after bed, just to hear Fred strumming on his guitar from across the hall. Five days of Fred's merciless, taunting, beautiful honey brown gaze.
You thought you would be a goner by now. Practically dropping dead when you caught him exiting the bathroom with nothing but a towel around his waist.
But here you are, still living and breathing. Under the same roof as Fred Weasley.
You leaned your head into your palm, thinking hard before making your move on the chess board before you. You were seated uncomfortably on the living room floor, Ron on the other end while anxiously drumming his fingers against the coffee table.
"Queen to ES" you ordered, smiling proudly when you took out his knight. You looked up to bask in his downfall. But you were surprised, Ron didn't look defeated.
"You okay?" You chuckled, noticing the way he vigorously nodded his head. He, too was a shitty liar.
You sent him a knowing look as he manually moved his piece.
"You can be scary sometimes, did you know that?"
You only smiled, watching curiously as he turned around to examine his surroundings. He must have had a huge secret to tell.
"I know," he began, sending you a faint smirk.
You stared at him blankly, slowly tilting your head.
He rolled his eyes. "I mean, I know, I know about Fred."
Your eyes went wide, causing his smirk to grow. You felt as though your limbs had caught fire.
"Fred? What are you talking about, Ron?" You mumbled, ignoring his eyes as you reached to move your knight. Ron stopped you.
"It's okay," he smiled, casually sliding the game to the end of the table. He leaned forward on his elbows.
"If you think that I'm going to stop you, I won't," he continued, "although, it will always bewilder me that Fred, my brother, the boy who farted on the train in our first year, is the bloke you have chosen," He teased.
You spit out a laugh, thinking back on the found memory. 11 year old you would not believe that "Farting Fredrick" had become the most charming boy in all of Hogwarts. He was remembered as the boy who had vandalized the portraits and locked Filch in broom cupboards. But he was no longer the dork who would snuck bogey flavored beans into your Honeydukes bag and he had you falling hard.
"You know he fancies you too?" Ron chuckled, twirling his wand between his fingers. "I heard with George last night. He wouldn't shut up about you"
Peering out the window with wide eyes, you found a tall ginger sitting out in the yard. And that was all you needed to hear before racing out the door.
You took a deep breath in when you found him, having to remind yourself to stay calm in his presence. His hair was windswept, reminding you of the many times he would race down the corridors of the school. He seemed deep in thought, making the same twisted face that he would often do when he was designing new prank products. You absolutely adored it.
To your surprise, it wasn't very difficult to see Fred in a new light. It was as though you always thought him to be charming and handsome. Maybe these feelings were locked away somewhere. Or maybe you were just too terrified to let them free.
With a shaky breath, you marched over to his spot on the old, creaky bench.
Fred's eyes shot up, smiling when he found you. It was less cheeky then it usually was. You took that as a good sign.
"Why Hi, there," Fred chuckled, craning his head to get a better look at you, you often hid behind your hair, but he was quick to tuck it away. You felt your face heat immediately. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
You felt a nervous laughter bubble in your chest. "You looked a little lonely."
"You sure you didn't just miss me?" Fred teased, shuffling closer to your side. "I am, of course quite the entertainer."
You rolled your eyes, opting to smile into the evening breeze.
"I have a secret." You mumbled, not daring to face him. "But I'll only tell you if you tell me a secret of your own."
You heard Fred laugh from beside you, feeling a sense of relief when he agreed.
If your theory was correct, and you were praying to Merlin that it was, Fred would confess everything that Ron had heard the night before. And it would be the end of the cat and mouse game.
"One," you began, trying to calm your racing heart. It didn't help that he was staring.
"Two," he continued biting back his smile.
"Three!"
"I can't stop thinking about you!"
"I've fancied you since my third year!"
You felt your eyes go wide, your mouth dropping open as your heart hammered against your chest. You weren't sure if you had heard him right. Since his third year?
And that was it for you two. It seemed as though you each seized the moment, pulling the other impossibility close as you closed the gap between you. It was passionate but soft, the way first kisses should be. And it felt good to finally know the feeling of his broad shoulders and large hands.
It was like he was chiselled by Godric himself.
He pulled back slightly, donning a dreamy smile as he mumbled against your lips, "we have an audience."
Your head whipped around, gasping as you found Ron, Ginny, Hermione and George gossiping through the window. You heard Ron scoff, shouting something along the lines of "if you hurt her I will bloody murder you!" Through the glass.
You giggled like a young school girl, turning to have Fred's breath clash with yours. You could finally admire his honey brown eyes from up close.
"Like what you see?" He smiled pressing a kiss to your flushed cheek.
"Don't worry" he chuckled "I do too"
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heyyy, if you’re still taking requests, i wanted to ask if you could do a fem kpop troll x john dory (romantic hcs)💕
one more thing…maybe also how he reacts when he finds out that his girlfriend is an (kpop) idol, when he also is an idol🤭
John Dory with an fem! Kpop S/O
Pairings: John dory X Reader
Warnings: None
A/N: This is just some Head-cannons from the K-pop X Reader for John Dory and Branch I have mixed in with the Headcannons for an K-Pop! idol reader（╹◡╹）♡
- You guys met when poppy was inviting the sub genres to pop village to show them pop music since it was their turn to show around the different genres of their style of music
- John dory was suppose to be helping sort out different sub genres when it came to you and the K-pop group he paused and stared at you and your group
- You appearance was gorgeous you had an unique texture to your silver-colored bodies which gives off a glossy rainbow chrome effect
- you had an voluminous f/c hair swept to the side above their right eye with a smaller tuft of hair above your left ear and wearing a glossy leotard of matching colors you fit in with your group well but you stood out to him.
- Your thick eyeshadow of different colors and how you glowed made him stare at you as Wani tried to get his attention to help sort out the groups
- Stared at you as you glanced at him giggling before leaving with your group as John Dory walked over to branch to ask about your group
- “The K-pop group? Oh there just pop but in Korean… it’s horrifying aswell how good they are” Branch mumbled “Thanks Bitty B!”
- He saw you again when he was gonna preform to show some of Pop music to you all he noticed how you stared at him the whole time how you smiled and glanced to your K-pop group who nodded together and you all quietly in sync danced abit with the music
- When it was the your groups turn you danced and sang as people screamed and enjoyed your dancing with some screaming the English lyrics of your songs as some stared confused but enjoyed it and how entrancing it was
- John Dory stared at you in awe the whole time smiling thinking you were an small group that just enjoyed dancing unaware you were quite popular in your K-pop genre
- After the show he walked up to you and asked you about yourself to get to know you better while Wani, Ari, Kim-Petit, Gomdori, and Baby Bun were giggling and leaving you two alone
- John dory walked over with an smile that made you blush slightly on your slightly shiny skin as you two shook hands "I'm JD it's nice to meet you?" "(name)" you said smiling as he smiled "Your K-pop right?" You nodded as he asked questions and you'd answer them the two of you exchanging information
- which soon turned to talking about other music and then turning to your own personal life's and things you likes
- You went on an whole rant about your music genre telling him that K-pop was caracterized by catchy hooks, polished choreography, grandiose live performances, and impeccably produced music videos, K-pop including music by groups like BTS and BLACKPINK which where most popular and now frequently tops the Billboard charts, attracts a fiercely dedicated online following while you and your group were bigger then others and famous John dory didn't know that.
- That's what made you calm he didn't know you were an Idol like him
- You started to bond together and he asked if you can teach him some K-pop dances and he could let you go to all brozone concerts for free
- You were happy the deal worked out be he was even happier that you wanted to g see his concerts
- You two exchanged dances you even taught him your K-pop dance for one of your bands is songs 'Feel My Rhythm' which he loved so much but he didn't know it was your K-pop group
- As an surprise he preformed it with his brothers on the concert as he posed and pointed an finger towards you playfully before going back to dancing
- You two would be laughing together back stage as you complimented him so much "John dory you put my bands- I MEAN My favourite bands song in your concert?" John dory smiled "we did an english version you translated it all for me thats why I wrote it down"
- You literally teared up "정말 친절해요!" you exclaimed hugging him as he blinked confused as Wani appeared from thin air and whispered to John dory "They said you were really kind" Wani soon ran off once again giggling
- He was slowly learning Korean just for you even though he absolute SUCKED at it you found it adorable
- You two slowly started to get comfortable with each other so sometimes you'd be staying over with him or he's staying over with you.
- Branch was going to grab John dory for rehearsel saying good morning to rhonda opening the door to see you sleeping in john dorys arms drooling and john dorys head on your neck sleeping aswell
- Branch literally deadpanned as poppy squealed so happily at the scene
- Denies he has feelings for you due to the fact your too good for him... like he fels bad that he even likes someone like you so he wanted to ignore you cause your too good for him
- You on the other hand get teased by Wani, Ari, Kim-Petit, Gomdori, and Baby Bun while practicing for an concert of yours
- He was ignoring you which made you feel hurt so you invited him to your concert begging him to come after finding him and asking him to just go so he could just see you on stage
- Literally whipped for you so he 1000% agreed to hugging you and apologizing for ignoring you and you even asked for the others to come as well!
- When he went to the concert his eyes were wide when seeing you sing in Korean and dance happily as you noticed john dory in the crowd you grinned even wider dancing before posing while panting
- He heard Better place being played along with his brothers and turned to you dancing and singing his parts made his eyes widened while he blushed an deep shade of blue as his brothers teased him
- After the concert as usual you tackled him in an hug excitedly telling him you did what he did for you at his own concert with brozone
- You two grinned him holding your waist with your hands on his shoulders as you giggled happily as he chuckled looking down at you before you kissed each other
- The others cheered as Baby bun was shouting an "FINALLY!" so loud as you started to curse your friend out in Korean as john dory chuckled holding you back by your waist "사랑해요" You literally froze
- Once he said that you literally tackled him once more to pepper his face with kisses for learning how to say 'I love you in Korean'
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JOHN DORY GENERAL HEAD-CANNONS:
He’s so- y’a know?
LONG DRIVES AND PICNICS!
Y’all are definitely the van life couple
Rhonda loves you more than JD
He’s in denial but he doesn’t blame her!
Definitely takes you on dates to Bruce’s place at Vaycay island
Keeps the PDA small but may get bolder the longer the relationship goes!
Loves to kiss your nose!
(He loves the way you scrunch your face afterwards)
He definitely needs comforting
Will always be down for a hug!
He loves hugs from behind- giving and receiving!
Will ask you to move in with him (in Rhonda)
He installs a passenger seat so y’all can sit and talk whilst he’s driving
He gets so flustered when you call him yours!
Imagine he’s singing with his brothers and he just hears you scream
“THATS MY BOYFRIEND!”
He loves you
He tells you this when you’re literally about to go to sleep
“Hey babe? Thanks for sticking with me- I love you”
“Ok nigh- YOU LOVE ME? I LOVE YOU TOO!”
You definitely got into an argument over who loves who more
You know that pinboard he has of his bands stuff? He has one of all y’all’s moments too!
By the way- if he ever catches you singing HIS part of a Brozone song??????? He will clap like crazy, join in, jam out till the end of the song, then make out with you
Cause he finds it so hot when you sing
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“being bad feels pretty good, huh?”
Eddie being a soft dom switch is cannon. argue with the duffer brothers, not me /j
[yes, the title is a quote from The Breakfast Club.]
includes: praise kink, uses his bandana as wrist restraints for reader, hickeys, oral (F) receiving, short jokes of drug use, slight overstimulation, safe sex, cursing
A/N: i couldn't tell if i wanted to write him as a boyfriend or fwb, so you can pick.
word count: 5k
summary: Cuddling with Eddie while watching The Breakfast Club turns steamy- like your wrists are tied and your brains get fucked out steamy.
"John- or Bender, whatever they call him, is so hot" you comment nonchalantly, unexpectedly getting the attention of the man you're cuddling with. You feel him shift under you as his neck lifts from off your pillows to look at your head resting on his chest, his face littered with mock concern. His eyebrow then raises as if he's confused at your attraction to the delinquent on screen.
He looks at the screen in your room, then back at you, then at the screen again in. "Him?" He questions, a ringed finger pointing to the TV. "The dirty looking, loud pothead who- ooooh wait," he catches himself in his words, "you have a type don't you." He says.
You giggle at him finally catching on to what he's rambling. You snuggle back into his chest as you both lay up against your pillows, half sitting up half laying down so you can see the screen and cuddle comfortably. Your legs are tangled together intimately. You both keep watching silently with occasional giggles.
"I wonder what we would do if we had detention like them." You think out loud.
"Probably fuck." Eddie blurts almost immediately, as if he didn’t just say something near vulgar like its nothing. You slap his chest in a flustered manner, feeling his chest vibrating below your hand as he laughs. His arm snakes around your torso as the opposite one comes up behind his head of hair. The back of his skull rests on the palm of his ringed hand, exposed biceps flexing from out of his black band tee.
"No seriously though," you start finishing your thoughts through a smile "I think we would sneak out of the library and smoke, just like they did."
"Yeah I see that," he agrees. "And then we would have high sex in my van."
"Oh my GOSH, EDDIE." you try to say seriously, but it comes out as a flustered giggle, the thought giving you full on butterflies. He laughs once again at your flustered manner. He finds you so cute when his flirting gets your mind racing like this. He lifts his arm that was on you, fingers tracing up at your exposed waist from your cropped pajama top.
"I'm serious.." he mumbles lowly. "If I have to spend several hours with you, and- I mean, I find the opportunity to have just you and me alone-" A sigh leaves his pink lips. "Yeah. Your panties aren't staying on sweetheart. That's for sure." a boyish grin creeps on his face shortly after his explanation.
Shit. You think to yourself, a smile creeping onto your face at his boldness. "Well..." You get bold too. "We are technically alone" you say, lifting your head up to look into his deep brown eyes. Your chin rests on his chest now as he looks down at your own eyes, taken aback at first. The smile long gone on his face, replaced by a surprised eyebrow lifting at you matching his directness. You jokingly grin at him. His eyes looking down at your lips, then quickly back up again. Smile slowly creeping back onto his face.
"What are you suggesting, miss y/n?" He playfully replies.
“Oh nothing... just saying. Thats all.” you place the side of your face back onto his chest, eyes focused on the movie. Eddie actually is slightly let down at your boldness fizzling out so suddenly.
His eyes turn back to the screen, and his lips flatten against each other into a line. More time passes by and his hand creeps up your waist once again, except it reaches past your ribs to the lower fat of your breast. “Can I?” he asks under his breath. You nod, allowing him consent to grope your chest with his big palm after brushing your crop top over your breast, exposing it. His rings are cold on your warm flesh, but he’s not focused on your shivers, his eyes are dead set on the film. His groping gets firmer and needier, his calloused finger tips from guitar playing pinches at your hard nipple. Your butterflies return at his technique, your breathing waivers, but only slightly, and he’s still not paying attention to you. He’s so interested in the movie meanwhile your legs pool with heat.
Your eyelashes flutter, thighs begin to squeeze. His groping doesn’t stop. He’s so focused on that damn movie, he doesn’t even notice your thighs squirm until you exhale a shakey breath. His eyes quickly shift down to you and then over your body to your thigh tightening on top of his own. He grins as he finally realizes what he’s doing to you.
He sucks his teeth “Aw sweetheart” he tuts, “looks like you’re not focusing on the movie anymore huh?”
“Shut up” you snap, but it comes out shakey and stirred. You smile, coming up with an idea to get back at him. Your hand that was resting on his chest lifts, just barely hovering over the warm fabric of his metal band shirt. Your finger tips graze down his torso, touching over his firm clothed stomach, finally landing at the hem of his shirt. They brush up under it, resting a few inches above his pelvic line. you flatten your hand there, thumb and pointer finger begin to pet delicate circles. The seemingly innocent gesture drives him crazy, and now it’s his turn to exhale a shakey breath while you watch the movie. Your hand travels further up his warm stomach, simultaneously making his shirt rise, exposing his skin to the cool air in your room. You can see the hem line of his boxers underneath his black ripped jeans, his dark thin happy trail below his belly button. You gulp at the sight.
“Those hands of yours are too curious, babe.” he comments, trying to keep his composure.
“And what are you going to do about that, babe?” you ask, using the same pet name on him.
He notices your fire from earlier is back. “Do you really want to know?” he questions, cautiously.
“I mean..I’m hoping you just go ahead and show me” you say through a smile.
He takes this as an invite to get up from underneath you, walking to the TV to turn it down. His pocket chain dangles and makes noise with every step. You are laying on your back now, pillow under your head. Your legs are straight and crossed, one hand in your hair, other over your stomach. He turns around fully facing you. He eyes your bare legs, then looks back at your face.
You make eye contact as he reaches in his back pocket to grab the black bandana that is always hanging from his pants. He holds it up with 2 fingers in his right hand and dangles it eye level, with a smile. “You know what this is?”
You sigh. “A bandana, Eddie.”
“Nope.” he closes his eyes and shakes his head, bandana still dangling.
“What is it then, if it’s not a bandana?” you say, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
He sighs and rolls his eyes while dropping his shoulders. “Jeez sweetheart,” he says walking towards the edge of the bed, “you really don’t know how to have fun.”
“Then show me.” you state, like its nothing. But to Eddie, it’s the chain reaction starter to a swarm of dirty thoughts.
He grabs both of your ankles, separating your legs, and yanks them towards him at the edge of the bed making you gasp. His motion dragged you along your back and off your pillow, making you lay flat and horizontal to the bed. Your arms are above your head at both sides of your body, cropped top ridding up slightly. A shy smile is on your face after, even when you covered your face with your hand to try and hide it.
He looks down at you, legs spread, clothed in sweat shorts and a crop top thinking that you have too much clothing on. He looks back into your eyes, bandana now scrunched up in his right hand. “You wanna have some fun, right?” he asks you suggestively.
You heat up, especially between your legs at the position he has you in. You gulp and nod, “mm hmm.”
“No, no,” he shakes his head to each side once, “use your words.”
“Yes, I want to Eddie.”
He smiles at your words. His ringed pointer and middle finger lift and gesture at you. “Lift your wrists” you now are fully aware of what he’s about to do with that bandana. You get excited at the idea and lift both your wrists together.
He grabs them gently, weaving the bandana around and then between them. Curling it, bending it, folding it, tying it, so it can keep them firmly together without hurting you. As he ties it around your wrists, he pays close attention to the knots. He’s so focused that the tip of his wet and reddish pink tongue comes out to lick at the top center of his lip, then out to corner of his mouth. Cute.
“Now,” he moves your wrist above your head, laying flat against the sheets, “keep em there for me, will you dear?” You nod as he uses his fingers on both hands to brush down from your spread knees to the in betweens of your plush thighs. This causes your thighs to get goosebumps and your skin to tingle with arousal, and he’s barely even touched you. It makes you want to close them shut, but before your body can react that way, he’s dropping down to his knees and gripping them open.
His head turns to the right, making eye contact with you just before kissing your left thigh lightly. Once, twice, three times. His eyes are serious, deep, and dark, you cant focus on them anymore, it’s too intense. Your head falls back and you sigh as his kisses begin to get heavier, teeth involved now. You hear his wet kissing noises grow until-
You gasp.
Did he just bite me? He licks at the gentle bite he gave your thigh. He gives the mark a kiss, then harshly sucks at it. Your back arches at the discomfort, and he takes advantage of this. His veiny left hand rises up from your right thigh, the opposite of the one that he’s giving a harsh warm hickey to, and travels down your middle body, under your shirt. His palm goes to your right breast and he cups it. He’s palming it slowly, opening and squeezing his hand over and over. His brown locks tickle in between your legs, but you're more focused on his groping.
His mouth continues to latch onto your thigh and bruise it, except you notice his mouth is going further and further down, closer to your core. He moves your shorts down to the side to get the most inner part, and he’s incredibly rough with you there. Your arms above you squirm at the intensity, your eyelids are squeezing together tightly. His licking, sucking, biting, kissing, coming from his wet and hot mouth makes you exhale heavy and whine.
“Eddie” you whine out a warning. He ignores you. He smiles up at you, seeing your back arched, breast in his hand, arms tied back and head tossing. Your chest heaves.
“You’re so pretty” he says innocently. “How about I take your shorts-”
“yes, fuck, take them off” you interrupt him with your ramble.
He slides them off, leaving your underwear on. He looks down at your wet patch, licking his lips. He applies a kiss to it, then moves his head to your opposite thigh with no hickeys. He kisses hot and wet open mouth kisses up from your inner thigh to your knee. Thighs now in both hands, his thumbs caressing circles.
You’re getting desperate, you want his mouth on you somewhere else. You lift your tied wrists, placing your hands on his dark messy hair. You push on it, but he grabs the bandana with his right hand, taking it off of his head. He gets up on his feet just enough to hover over you without standing fully so he can move your wrists back to their place. His guitar pick necklace falls out of his shirt and dangles over you.
“Keep them up here, y/n” He cautions clearly, “Or else I’ll stop everything.” he warns, looking into your eyes. Thats the only warning you need. “Do you understand?” He asks, and you nod while saying yes.
“Good girl.” he says, smile returning. He’s now moving down your body again, on his knees between your legs. His face is back in front of your covered hole, eyeing your wet spot. His hands return to your thighs to keep them open. He's back to placing hickeys on your right thigh while pondering how he should tease your wetness. He lifts a middle finger up to it, pressing the center and rubbing up and down, spreading your wetness underneath. This pleasure mixed with the pain of his harsh hickeys makes you turn your head into your arm to muffle your moan.
Your hips move up into his singular finger, grinding against it. None of this is enough to alleviate your ache, so you begin to beg for him.
"Just- just put your finger inside already, please" You mewl, face still in your arm. He smiles against your thigh, his middle finger switches out for his thumb, which rubs circles over your covered clit.
"You sure you want it inside, princess? You look plenty satisfied with just my finger outside... all that squirming you're doing."
You look at his teasing eyes, "It's not enough" you huff, hips moving up, chest rising and falling rapidly. The stimulation to your clit makes your back arch and your face heat up.
"Whatever you say, love" Eddie replies, moving his palms off your leg and on your hips. Both index fingers curling over the top of your underwear to tug it down over your thighs, then calves, then feet. This time, you didn't wait for his palms to open your legs up, you did it yourself. Watching you spread your legs for him automatically made him tuck his bottom lip in his mouth. He stared at the transparent shimmer of your wetness, that tightness in his pants got suffocatingly tighter.
"Hmm." He says flatly, "I think I got something better to do with this instead of fingering it." And he does indeed. He took his right hand, used his pointer and middle finger to spread your glistening lips making his fingers in a V shape, and leaned forward into it.
He first kissed your entrance, then slid only the tip of his tongue out of his mouth from the bottom to the top of your slit, drawing out a squeak from you. You wanted his full tongue to flatten against you, but just the tip of it wasn't a bad sensation. Just as you starting enjoying the pressure from the tip of his tongue against you, he fully flattened it against your core. He dragged it up and down slowly, curling it through your folds every now and then.
Hearing his wet mouth against your wet pussy was such a nice sound. The sound alone could get you hot and heavy. He sucked at your clit gently, then harshly, then broke away from it fully just to lick back up again. Your legs got harder and harder to keep open, so he put his hands back on them again helping you out.
"I got you, I got you" he said against your pussy as he kept you open. His skilled tongue moved faster, harsher, and more sensually. He starting pushing his tongue inside your dripping wet hole, practically fucking you with it. You were moaning out his name along with curses. His mouth really does drive you insane, but what drove you more insane is that your wrists are still restrained, not allowing you to run your fingers through his dark hair. It somehow aroused you further, being at his mercy like this.
Your stomach tightened, your legs shook more violently. You were close to your climax, and of course Eddie noticed this. He momentarily detached from you to tease you one last time before your orgasm.
"Gonna make a mess?" You hear from between your legs. You can't help but nod.
"yes- yes fuck!" his mouth is back on you, causing you moan loudly. You keep saying his name, and you would be wiggling around if it weren't for his amazing grip. Your body does a full on tremble as you orgasm all on his mouth and chin.
And he's still eating you out. He chuckles at your failure to bring your arms down to push on his head since he threatened to stop if you brought them down again. His chuckle vibrates against your pussy, and you could tell him to stop and he would but you don't want him to. Even though it's over stimulating, it's also hot. It’s hot that eating you out brings him so much pleasure that he wants to keep doing it until his jaw hurts. His tongue slows down, and his kisses on your clit gets lighter. His sucks are less harsh as he finally stops. All you can hear now is both of your open mouthed breathing , then a swallow. That's right, he swallowed what you just gave him.
Your body relaxes, legs fall open naturally, arms stilled after releasing all that pent up energy from holding them back. You feel the bed dip as his arms come up to rest against the side of your body.
"Don't look so tired now, y/n," his palm comes up to cup your face. "You didn't think I was done, did ya?" He questions, chin and lips glistening from you. You feel heat come back to your face, too embarrassed to look any longer at the mess you made on him. The back of his veiny hand rubs off the wetness, you watch him do so.
"Earth to y/n, you still in there?" He says. You nod lazily. He thinks you look so cute after a good orgasm.
"Can I hold my wrists over your head and kiss you?" You ask, making his heart leap. He swoons at you wanting to kiss him.
"Of course" he smiles, using his left hand to grab your right elbow and help lead your wrists over his head. His hair falls around you both before your lips meet for a kiss. He nips at your lower lip as you open your mouth, tongues lay against each other and swirl, causing you to taste yourself. His left hand slides down to your waist, giving it a squeeze. His mouth moves down to your left side, kissing your throat. Your legs hook onto and around his firm and toned back, bringing him closer.
"Is this the part where you fuck me?" You ask impatiently.
"Getting there" he says in your ear. He gets up off of you, helping your hips shimmy back further up the bed so half your body isn't on the edge anymore. Your head is now back on the pillows and his full body can hover over you now. He sits up straight to take his shirt off. You eye how his arms flex and hair poofs out of the neck line. You lick your lips at the sight of his tattoos and necklace. He's fucking pretty.
He settles himself between your open legs. He looks down at you tied up and only wearing a crop top. "You're the cutest thing" he blurts, followed by that golden smile of his.
His head lowers again to your neck. "Don't forget to keep your arms up, ok?" You nod.
His head tilts down his own body, still next to your neck but eyes looking at your clothed chest. He sees your nipples poke through the fabric. "Can I push this up?" He asks softly. You grant him permission so he slides your top above your breasts, exposing them though the fabric is still on you. He kisses down your collar bone, skips over your shirt, and then back to your skin below it.
His head lifts above your tits, just eyeing them. He takes both of them, one in each of his hands.
“Do you think if I put a stick of lipstick between these-”
Oh no.
“Oh god Eddie, shut up”
“-I could apply the lipstick to myself like that chick we just watched?” he asks through boyish giggles. With his hands on either sides of your tits, he’s separating and then squeezing them together rapidly.
You can't help but giggle at his stupid jokes in such a heated moment. He starts kissing at the swell of your breast, still smiling. He then pops your left nipple into his mouth, his hand on the opposite breast finds your other nipple. He pinches and squeezes it while his hot mouth is on the other. His sucking sounds and the pleasure he's giving you makes your head go further into the pillows with a sigh. You want his dick in you already but instead his mouth finds his way to the other breast.
You whine. "What are ya cryin for, princess?" He teases, mouth back on your flesh.
"Eddie please, I just want you to fuck me." You whimper, sounding so desperate that you surprise your own ears.
"Really? How bad?" His head begins to lift from off your chest. He eyes your face.
"So fucking bad, I need it" you're almost crying now. He's just doing all of this teasing and no railing. It's not fair.
His hand comes down to cup your cunt. "You need me here?" He taunts.
You nod vigorously, tears about to prick your eyes.
"As you wish, darling" he comes up, back straight now. Necklace that was once dangling over your skin comes up to rest against his chest. His hand runs through his dark frizzy half curls as he exhales, looking down at your pussy. His hands trail to his jeans, unbuttoning them. He slides them down his thighs, just enough to expose his boxers.
His hands come into his boxers, pulling out his dick and Jesus, it's hard. Much harder than you expected. It's already leaking pre cum. You can't stop staring at it, the way he's touching it, the veins-
"y/n? Did you hear me?" You snap out of it, looking at his deep brown eyes. "I asked where your condoms and lube are." You look to your night stand.
He grabs a condom and the lube, settling back between your legs. He brings the condom up to his teeth as he tears it with his mouth, puffing air through his mouth to blow the piece in-between his teeth away. Well fuck, that was hot you think. He slides the condom on effortlessly to his hard shaft. He lubes himself up and places the tube of it behind him. He shifts to where your wrists are above your head and grabs one of you many pillows. He lifts up your hips and slides the pillow underneath it so he can fuck you easier. His hands come down to grip your hips once the pillow is snug underneath, preparing to enter you.
"Ready now, pretty girl?" He asks, but you've been ready. You're more than ready. You nod and he lines his tip up with your wetness. He pushes gently into you, watching as your eyes shut at the pressure of him entering. You feel him stretching you open, but it's such a good stretch. He watches your face scrunch up then relax in pleasure as you gasp when he fully enters inside you. His palms go to the part of your thighs below your knees. He forces them open wider and a bit more upward.
He pulls out slowly, to the point where just his tip is in you. Then he pushes in again, slowly. He moves in and out like this at a slow pleasurable pace. He's taking his time with you, his face heats at your gasps. Your walls feel so good squeezing around him. You feel so warm. His mouth slacks open, watching your pussy swallow him up, forming a glistening ring around his base.
“God, you’re so perfect.” he huffs
“Faster... Eddie" he hears you mewl at him.
He exhales a short breath at your request, but picks up the pace anyway. He’s moving in and out faster, but not harder. Abs flexing each time he’s fully in, and relaxing each time he’s out.
He exhales heavier, hair sways forward and back with each thrust. “Mmm” he moans, his head throws back in the air, hair falling back with him “Fuck, y/n” he says to the celling with a groan. Muscles of his neck are more exposed as you look up at them. His Adams apple is more defined like this and you can see it bob.
“Harder” you moan. Arms struggling again, chest heaving.
“Jeez babe, so naughty” he smiles down at you. He pushes your right thigh down so it lays flat against the edge of the pillow, slightly touching the mattress but this causes your hips to shift right too. So he has to take your left leg and swing it over his shoulder, ankle now next to his face. He gives it a quick kiss. Such a sweet, gentle gesture only to be pushed aside because now he’s hammering into you harder, just like you wanted. It makes the bed creak, your tits bounce and shift, your moans rip though the air. He’s hitting your sweet spot at this new angle. You cant keep your eyes open.
"Yeah? Right there, huh?" He huffs, but you cant even respond normally.
“Yes, yes,” a few small tears are actually coming out now, “oh my g- fuck!” you cry and beg for him not to stop.
“So beautiful- you sound so beau- shit” he wines. Your voice, your pussy, your cries, it all sounds perfect to him. He knows he can hear more of you though, so his hand slides down to your clit as he’s railing you into the mattress. He circles it, nice and easy at first just to get your reaction.
Your eyes shoot open, mouth falls with drool. It gets so much harder to not move your arms down.
“Look at me” he says, your teary eyes move to him, but the moment your eyes connect, his thumb rubs on your clit faster. This makes your eyes shut and your head goes back.
“You like that?” he sighs out, and you cry out several yeses.
“No- keep looking at me, pretty” he begs. Your head turns back to him and you struggle to keep your eyes open. “Keep looking or I’ll slow down” he teases while panting, half jokingly, but you take it seriously.
“No no no, oh god Eddie, please-” you cry “I cant-” your eyes shut then quickly open again “I cant do it, but don’t- ah shit, don’t stop Eddie!”
His eyes widen at you begging for him to continue fucking you. His thumb slows on your clit.
“Say my name again, y/n.” he whimpers. And you do, its music to his ears.
“Again.” he begs, and you just don’t stop. Your stomach flutters at his requests.
He’s now fucking you so good that you cant stop squirming. You clench around him as his thumb goes back to your clit. He’s moaning at how good you feel and you can’t take it. You’re definitely gonna cum soon.
“You’re doing so well, look at you” he praises. Your body is shaking and tightening at his praise. You cant stop making noise, and you would be embarrassed at your loudness but you feel too good to care. You repeat the words “I’m gonna cum” until you cant anymore, and you finally climax.
He’s now chasing his own orgasm, shifting your legs. He makes you thighs come together, your legs touch together as he fucks into you, both ankles on the side of his head now. This new position makes you feel tighter and he can’t take it much longer. He’s exhaling though his mouth, short and pitchy exhales before he finally finishes in the condom.
He just kinda stays there, both of you catching your breath, his head between your ankles around his neck. You now lift your still tied wrists to cup his face, one of his large hands coming up to grab your own. He smiles against your palm. “Let me get this off of you.” he unties the bandana, and slowly slips out of your heat. The pull out feels good for both of you, hearing both your breaths hitch. The pillow is now shifted away from under your hips, to down under your knees. He falls forward, laying down next to you making the bed dip.
You move the pillow away fully, legs now resting against the mattress. You turn over to your side facing him to curl up into his body heat. His hand rubs on your back, tracing your dips and curves. “How are you feeling?” he asks, voice slightly muffled against the sheets.
“Tired,” you mumble “but also like I just got the daylights fucked out of me.”
He chuckles. “Yeah, that was fun.” The film still plays in the back very quietly, but thats not your focus anymore. You lift yourself on your forearms to give him a quick kiss on his face. He smiles, fingers rubbing at his tired eyes.
You looked back down at your inner thighs covered with his hickeys. He’s curious as to what you’re looking at, so his eyes follow your line of sight. “They don’t hurt too much, do they?” he asks.
“Not really, they’re hot though. But you don’t have any hickeys on you anywhere...” you say, eyes trailing up his body. “I think I should help with that.” you tell him and he excitedly nods his head.
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"The great day came. It was April 16, the eve of Sasha's twenty-third birthday. In the morning there was mass, at one o'clock in the afternoon the official ceremony of dressing the bride in the presence of the whole family, newly appointed court ladies and three ladies-in-waiting. Marie was coiffed so that two long curls fell on either side of her face, a small diadem of diamonds and pearl pendants was placed on her head - under it was attached a veil of lace, which hung below the shoulders. Each of us sisters gave her a pin to attach it, and then a purple ermine-trimmed robe, so heavy that five chamberlains had to hold it, was placed over her and fastened at the shoulder with a gold pin. At the end, Mama also attached a small bouquet of myrtle and orange blossom under the veil. Marie looked grand and majestic in her outfit, and the expression of solemn seriousness on her childish face was in perfect harmony with the beauty of her figure. At three o'clock there was a solemn banquet, approximately four hundred people were seated in the Nicholas Hall of the Winter Palace at three huge tables. In the middle are the Royal Family and the clergy, who opened the banquet with prayer and blessing. At the table, ladies sat on the right hand, gentlemen on the left. They drank the health of the young couple, Their Majesties, the Tsarevna's Parents, as well as all loyal subjects, and each toast was accompanied by cannon salvoes. The highest ranks of the Court brought champagne to Their Majesties; we, the other members of the Royal Family, were served by our chamberlains. A military band played, and the best singers of the Opera sang so that the walls shook. At eight there was a polonaise in the St. George's Hall: Papa danced in front of everyone with Marie; at ten o'clock we returned to our chambers, here only the family dined with the newlyweds. Adini and I did not take part in this, but had dinner with our teachers in my rooms and looked out at the Neva, at the illuminated embankment, ships decorated with flags, a festive crowd, and behind it the spire of the Peter and Paul Fortress, rising to the sky, still gilded by the setting sun… this day ended with such a wonderful note.”
- Grand Duchess Olga Nikolaevna, Queen of Wurttemberg, on the nuptials of her elder brother, the future Emperor Alexander II of Russia and Empress Maria Alexandrovna (nee Princess Marie of Hesse-Darmstadt.)
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Hey girly❤️❤️, I just wanted to see if you could do some head cannons bout Tom and Bill with a Russian reader. Like she’s also famous and sings or plays guitar in a band but she has like a accent and pronounces words wrong.
Thank you so much ❤️❤️❤️
HOT RUSSIAN MAMA — kaulitz twins
we are ALL going to ignore the fact that i took a long ahh break from requests for a while ok? ok!
also i apologize if i get anything in russian wrong, i only know enough russian in order to communicate with my grandparents but they dead asf now so i haven't used it in a while!!
TOM KAULITZ:
hello there beautiful
or should i say
hallo schönes mädchen
he.. can't speak russian
you've tried to teach him it since he kept on begging and begging
but it lead to nothing
anyways!!
he's your band's biggest fan
and i mean
BIGGEST fan
attends EVERY concert and for some reason he's also in the meet and greet line??
he's WHIPPED MISS MA'AM
he first met you when your band and his were invited to an interview together
your accent
oh god
your accent
he found it so hot
the interviewer thought that it would be funny to do an accent game
" (name)! could you please read these words in english?"
" uhh yes sure!" Иди на хуй, подонок
idi na hui, podonok | fuck yourself, scumbag (or sum around there)
that THAT caught tom's attention
now he didn't know any russian ( still doesn't)
but he found it HOT
anyways! back to the accent game!!
he laughed at you as soon as you messed up one of the words
he still does this
if you take him with you to the recording studio to record your new song and accidentally let your accent slip.. oh boy
all production has to be stopped for 10 minutes while this boy gets the giggling out of his system
he sometimes repeats it
however if you felt insecure about it and told him
he'd never laugh or mock you EVER again
he really doesn't want to purposefully hurt your feelings
BILL KAULITZ:
now unlike his brother, bill has never laughed at your accent
but he does have moments where he can't understand you due to how thick it can get
" look bill it's ah ford fuckus the car you've always wanted eh?"
" ... the ford WHAT?"
" ...... ford fuckus?"
" focus baby, FOCUS."
" ??? focus on what, bill i am very focused."
yeah he just tends to give up
he loves hearing you sing in russian however
you guys met at a music award show
surprisingly you were the host
this boy MELTED when you gave him the award
love at first sight to be honest
now back to more funny russian moments
there would be days when you'd forget certain words in english and would only remember them in russian
on those days poor bill has to pay MAX attention to context clues
"neh, bill look at that uhhh, uhh, ah cyka uhh what's it called?"
" a car?, bird?, a dog?"
" нет,нет, нет, uhh the ба́бушка!" ( "nyet, nyet, nyet", "babushka"| "no, no, no", "grandmother")
"..the fucking WHAT?"
" THAT!"
yeahh you usually end up pointing at them
after that he started learning russian from you
in exchange he's teaching you german
now he can understand you no problem
maybe a little bit TOO much
he's a victim of the " (name) and (name)'s | (name)' mom gossiping hours"
the press call you a perfect match
there's also a lot of compilations of you with your thick accent trying to talk to an interviewer while bill just smiles at the poor interviewer on myspace
#bill kaulitz#tom kaulitz#tom kaulitz x reader#tokio hotel x reader#tokio hotel#gustav schäfer#georg listing#bill kaulitz x reader
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What’s your head cannon on how Poppy and Branch being parents??
Mine is that Branch will teach his kid survival tactics like him and be super protective. Also Poppy will be the one to spoil their kid and she will immediately go mama bear mode if something serious happens that involves her child.
Aw, I like these headcanons!
In addition to this, I think that Branch would maybe have a time where he, his kiddo, and the brothers will get together and learn some dance moves with the band
Poppy will probably have some time with Viva and the kiddo braiding hair, eating sweets and singing… a lot 😆
I think both Poppy and Branch would let their kiddo help out with the royal duties, but they would take off-days which they reserve for spending with their child, having fun, maybe visiting the tribes as well as Putt Putt Village and Vacay Island (where the kiddo could probably spend time with his/her Muppet cousins, aka Bruce’s kiddos 😁)
#trolls#trolls 3#trolls band together#broppy#branch trolls#poppy trolls#john dory#spruce trolls#clay trolls#floyd trolls#viva trolls#brandy trolls#dreamworks#thanks for the ask!#kittyball answers
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Okay Ive had kinda an angsty AU Idea bouncing around in my head based off that head cannon for Floyd. Basically he's getting super depressed that he can't be in the band as much because of the lasting effects from being in the diamond bottle.
He's trying not to show everyone around him how he's feeling, but it's getting so bad that his brothers start noticing. So they think some time away from everything will help. What do they think of? A camping trip! Where Floyd feels absolutely useless because they're babying him.
So he decides to go for a wander off into the woods after promising a million times he would be really careful. And there he stumbled across...... Creek!? He had heard this guy was pretty much assumed dead. But Creek is clearly feeling lonely and sad.
Floyd feels similar and decides he can't just leave him behind like this, he wouldn't want to be left. So he somehow drags the now scarred and beaten seeming Creek back to the camp. (Branch is rightfully pissed and may try to kill him till floyd steps in.)
Once they do make it back to civilization they help each other through depression. Floyd getting used to his new life unable to do all the things he used to, Creek coming to terms with what he had done and how many people will continue to hate him for a long time.
I'm thinking about calling it Trolls, Lasting effects.
#trolls world tour#trolls#trolls band together#trolls floyd#trolls creek#trolls au#trolls fleek#fleek#brozone
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Avatar Modern au | High School edition (Sully kids + Spider)
A/N: The ages and grades are just based off me. Also all these head cannons are either based off of common high school experiences, my high school experience, or things that happened at my high school. This is my first time tryna write like actual Headcanons. If these are received well I’ll make more. I’ll a tag list too if needed.
Lo’ak
He’s 14 so he would be a freshman(9th grade)
Had a xxxtention Bart simpson phase In 6th grade
Thinks he’s on that popular loner shit
Hangs out with the sophomores and juniors because of Neteyam and spider
Yk his lanky ass on the basketball team
B student cuz he gotta keep them grades up to play sports
His dramatic ass is definitely in theater
Tried skipping with aonung once and neytiri beat his ass
You can’t tell me him and tsireya ain’t the power couple of the school
He always getting caught with that damn phone
Vaped once and nearly chocked to death
Annoys the hell out of kiri
“Ay ain’t you teyam’s lil brother”
Neteyam
15 so he’s a sophomore(10th grade)
Actually on that popular loner shit
Man’s the school heartthrob
All them girls want him
And he’s oblivious TO ALL OF IT
Always having to deal with lo’aks bull shit
Effortlessly has all A’s
Probably in ROTC to make Jake happy
All the teachers love him
Takes honors science and math like a psycho
Probably dose track and archery
Voted class best boy
Somehow ending up carrying all his siblings snacks
Kiri
14 so she’s a freshman
Pretends her family (especially lo’ak) doesn’t exist
Always has her AirPods in
She be listening to them unsolved mystery YouTubers on her chromebook while she works
Skips with spider and never gets caught
A, B student
She sells homemade shit and crystal to the other girlies
Will ignore tf out of you
In fundamentals of health science and psychology
Dose not and will not take the time out of her day to mess with no boy
Everyone thinks she dating spider
Spider
16 so he’s a junior (11th grade)
People thinks he a stoner, he’s just tired
Grades all over the place one minute he’s a straight A student next he’s failing
Probably did wrestling one year
Rebound popularity from hanging with with spider
He got norm to hack his chrome book so everything’s unblocked
He’s the only one who can drive so he has to drive everyone around
Never gets caught skipping
Dose Percussion in band but plays guitar as a hobby
Probably accidentally called his favorite teacher mom once
He cried
Can’t tell me he hasn’t had a mental breakdown over some kind of school work
Surprisingly good at science
Like he’s in AP Chemistry
The girls at school like his mommy issues, daddy issues, and long hair
@hyperfixatedfandomer sorry I keep tagging you in shit 😭
#fandom#avatarfanfic#avatar#spider socorro#lo’ak#neteyam#kiri#avatar way of water#headcanon#fanfic#high school#modern au#high school au
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Headcanon : Easy boys reaction to seeing their lady lieutenant for the first time.
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AAAAHHH I love this!!! Thank you so much for the request and inspo, I appreciate it a lot! Hope you enjoy and hope you have a great day :):):) <;3
Easy boys reacting to seeing their lady Lieutenant for the first time:
Dick Winters: ok it would not matter what ranking Dick has, at this point he could be major or a lieutenant himself- but he’s still a blushing mess. Omg he’d be so so so so respectful, and would not bat an eyelid at listening to a woman in command. Sometimes he finds his eyes following you a little too much, and immense guilt and a fear of him breaking the rules ensues.
Lewis Nixon: smirks and shrugs it off, he’s so calm about it, but you’re so hot, he knows damn well how some of the men are gonna act like dogs in heat. Not Nix though, even with his cool exterior he knows how to treat a woman. Might forget to call you ma’m sometimes when he gets more friendly with you.
Ron Speirs: in shock. A little worried?? Confident because you seem so sure of yourself? Ron doesn’t know how to feel from first impressions- but one things for sure, he wouldn’t even think for a second about something as small as twitching his lips in reaction. He’s so respectful, would rather watch you from afar before judging you immediately. He’s super mysterious.
Carwood Lipton: super friendly, probably befriends you first out of everybody. He trusts you as long as you trust him and believes the two of you truly will make a good team. Would be your number 1 supporter and in your downtime he finds himself blushing and gazing like a teenager in love.
Babe Heffron: would probably shit himself? Idk just gives the impression that he’d be a nervous wreck.
Bill Guarnere: tells Heffron to shut the hell up as he himself swags his way towards you, before you have to remind him you’re not just some civilian woman, you’re his companies lieutenant. Apologises and probably admires you forever after this for being so bold.
Joe Toye: ok don’t take this the wrong way but I feel like Toye curses when he see’s his lieutenant is a female the first time? Not because he’s got a bad attitude to women, but this is the 1940s, he’s just in pure shock- I think he’d be guilty of not believing you’re as strong as the men at first.
Joe Liebgott: on the outside he acts all cool, tries to act a mixture between smug and shocked that the companies Lieutenant is a ‘chick’. On the inside he’s freaking out internally because goddddd you’re hot. You’d probably over hear him 50 times talking about how hot you are- he thinks he’s so sly as well.
Floyd Talbert: again, guilty of fancying the hell out of you. However, I feel like Floyd would be more respectful? Yes, I know he gets labelled as a womaniser and all, but I think he’d be kinda shy? Maybe worried what you think about him? Idk he’d give off the vibes that he wants you to like him, so the first time you meet him he’s surprisingly quiet.
David Webster: superrrrrr impressed that the lieutenant is a female. If Web was around in the modern day I think he’d be a feminist. Would brag to other men from different companies about you.
Eugene Roe: SHYYYYY, would barely be able to hold eye contact with you. I think Gene’s a lot more tough than we all give him credit for, but around women he’s a little quieter, so especially for his lieutenant who’s got authority over him, he feels a little nervous!
Shifty Powers: if anybody said ANYTHING bad about you Shifty would jump to your defence! Not in a harsh or abrupt way, he’d be very clear, letting people know they shouldn’t undermine your abilities, and reminds them of all your achievements.
Warren Skip Muck: like Lipton would befriend you instantaneously. He’d be so kind and energetic, he probably wouldn’t look at you any different than any of the men in charge- of course he probably has a little crush on you- but he’s one of the first people to go out of his way to befriend you!
Don Malarkey: giggles.
George Luz: giggles even harder- apologises with a boyish smile when you call him out.
Hoobler: this cutie would be so soft:( he’d make conversation with you and I feel like he’d be so innocent and starts telling you about the Luger pistol he wants to find.
Buck Compton: in the early days he’d be a little confused? Of course he’d never say this to your face or to anybody else but he’s wary. After a while he realises how much he can trust you and hates himself for ever having a doubt about you.
Chuck Grant: would probably smirk to himself, cos you’re hot, but he’s too respectful to admit anything out loud so silently admires you and how strong headed you are.
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I have stranger things brainrot so have some fruity four headcanons (there’s a lot, so sorry)
- Steve’s parents made him learn piano, mostly as a show of wealth. They made him learn classical, but when he started teaching himself songs he liked, they stopped paying for lessons
- Wayne bought Eddie his first guitar (Wayne likes country or folk rock music, so that’s what Eddie learned to play in his early years)
- Robin collects rocks, if she’s out you can bet on her having at least 3 in her pockets at all times. She gifts them to people (Nancy keeps them all in a special Robin box)
- Nancy tells everyone her favourite book genre is mystery, it’s actually romance. She steals books from her mom
- Steve can sing, not insanely well, but good enough to surprise people. His parents never let him though, so he’s self conscious about it. But if he’s drunk enough he’ll sing along to his music
- to add onto the above head cannon, he’ll sing El lullaby’s if she isn’t feeling good
- Nancy gives Eddie hair care tips. She even takes him to get a perm in secret, he forgets he can’t get it wet and ruins it within 5 hours (she took pictures though, somehow Steve gets them all)
- Everyone borrows Nancy’s makeup. She pretends it bothers her, but she starts buying extra so there’s always enough (Steve uses lipgloss for the first time and Eddie snorts pop out his nose when he sees)
- Robin has bad sensory issues (canon) so Nancy finds her clothes that don’t irritate her, and gives her the idea to flip her socks inside out so the seams won’t bother her
- Robin loves listening to Nancy talk about her journalism stories. She always asks about them, and even suggests issues for Nancy to look into
- Nancy hates pickles. They’re not Robins favourite but sometimes she doesn’t mind them. Nancy gets so happy to finally have someone to take her pickles, Robin doesn’t have to heart to tell Nancy she’s getting sick of them
- Dustin gets Steve a mug with ‘best big brother’ written on it. Steve cries
- Eddie makes fun of Steve’s fancy hair care products. But he uses them once and they make his hair feel and look great, so he secretly buys the same products for home. He denies it vehemently
- after the Russian interrogation, getting high gives Steve panic attacks. He tried smoking with Eddie after Vecna, and Eddie held him through the panic attack. Eddie was extra careful with labeling his edible treats after that
- Nancy puts ads for Corroded Coffin concerts in any paper she works for, the crowds are always a little bigger after that
- Robin and Steve make corroded coffin shirt for the fruity four. They’re pretty horrible, but Eddie loves them. Asks for more for the rest of the band
- Eddie LOVES ketchup. Almost to a gross degree
- Robin and Eddie flirt very obnoxiously with each other in public. They think it’s hilarious
- Steve and Robin tell everyone they’re actually cousins just to get the dating rumours to stop. They swear Jason said ‘so what?’ after hearing this
- Eddie and Nancy start hanging out more, at first Nancy was helping him study but they actually got along great. Once Steve asked what they talk about and they both said ‘you’. They call themselves the ‘Steve’s type squad’ (they actually gush over a romance series they both read. Eddie would rather die than admit this)
#stranger things#fruity four#st headcanons#steve harrington#eddie munson#nancy wheeler#robin buckley#steddie#ronance#i love them your honor#robbed of Nancy and Eddie being friends#fruity four headcanons
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I need to get the gangs designs out of my head like, right now so here we go! Au characters first then cannon guys spoilers below
Anyone the color crew considers a friend gets a matching jacket that green made with something representing them embroidered onto the old jackets, chosen has one and has it tied around his waist most of the time, everyone else wears it near 24/7
Victim: gray dead anime mom hair, scene kid from Spencer's in the 12s looking clothes, long sleeves striped under shirt with a t shirt on top, ripped up skinny jeans, has broken shackles around his wrists that act like the lasso tool but he doesn't use very often, a fire fox icon often sleeping on his shoulders he has three that act as attack dogs, soft rainy day blue eyes that are normally kept in that same dead anime mom half lidded state, he looks calm and approachable and loving after all that's how he gets you.
Chosen: black hair to his shoulders that he keeps in a bun, dyes red streaks into it, combat jacket three sizes too big, ripped up t shirt and jeans he never bothers to fix, wears a face mask when hiding his identity because his mouth is abnormally long and it freaks people out, has a locket with a family picture in it (it's a picture of Alan's face and cupped hands, the hollows are in his hands waving at the camera, Alan took his picture made it the computer background then took a screenshot of the boys, it was Alan's phone screen lock picture) everything he owns is burned at the hems because of his anger issues triggering his powers. Eyes glow red and are set into a permanent scowl, he has worry lines.
Dark: wild red hair he's never brushed in his life, he dyes black streaks in it, has one of those slutty leotard things that show the hips? You know what I mean, and combat pants, he has five virabands one of each limb, he made the first one just to give chosen a challenge but after seconds powers awakened he made more for when the kid has nightmares and needs to be held down so he doesn't hurt himself or anyone else with his powers going haywire, it only really works because the powers not concentrated, also has a locket with the family picture, he says it's for chosens sake but he stays up at night sometimes staring at it. Has black eyes but his pupils glow such a bright red their mistaken for red, all the hollows have sharp teeth but darks are especially sharp and he keeps them in a lazy grin, he has pronounced crows feet.
Second: orange wavy hair in a low short pony with it down it only reach's his shoulders, basic orange hoodie and well he does have his own clothes he more often then not is wearing some eclectic mess of stolen goods from his brothers, he likes Vic's shirts and darks pants the most and will try to get away with chosens jacket at any given opportunity, chosen trades his hair bands to get it back. Eyes glow a radioactive green, his lip is always busted from him chewing it, as are his cuticles from picking at them, is always a little wide eyed and sad looking even if he's over joyed just because his face has kind of settled like that, real case of "resting depression face"
Cannons turn!
Cannon second! Same hair as au, wearing the groups jacket and has is closed most of the time because he gets cold easy but takes it off to sleep, wears paint pants and shirt near always and there always covered in new color splash each day, convinced chosen to perce his ears and has a industrial one that he puts a spare pencil tool in after the box episode so he's never really disarmed, the other side has a little curser on a chain because he felt bad that Alan couldn't get a jacket. His eyes are still nuke green but they don't glow and his hands have calusus but he doesn't pick them like au infact he has them painted, heavy eye bags because he actually has to get up in the morning when the crew decides to have late night party's.
Red: fluffy red mop that he just cuts when ever it gets into his eyes, has the fellow headband to keep it off his scalp when exercising, cat ears, no really he has actual working cat ears and not normal ones, his jacket is hanging on for dear life and Is always at least a little off his shoulders even keeps it on when he sleeps, gym clothes even in the snow, bandages and gaze patches everywhere, his jacket hides the fact that he's fucking ripped because after the "blue punching obsidian" incident he got competitive and started working harder, he's up to diamond now. Eyes are whiskey colored have slits like a cats and he's sensitive to air changes just like cats are.
Blue: ties the group jacket like a cardigan around their neck when working in their garden or making potions so it doesn't get ruined, overalls are a farmers best friend, has the longest hair out of everyone reaching his knees, ties it into a bun for fights, braids it for potion making and sleep, and puts it in a ponytail the rest of the time, keeps it down when they plan on just hanging out with the guys. Has excessive nerve damage from the lava and can't feel if they've been cut or injured below their chest. Eyes are a very rich mahogany that gained purple flecks after a while of messing with potions, red asked Herobrine about it and it turns out to just be his body gaining immunity to most of the bad side affects potion making gives you (turns out his neather wart addiction is actually fairly common among potion makers because it helps build and keep those immunities which are important when experimenting)
Yellow: blond typical trans boy hair cut, meaning under shave with a quiff, has the jackets sleeves perpetually shrugged up his arms, only closes it when working on a more advanced machine, under shirt is stained red and he doesn't own a single pair of clean cargo jeans all of them have at least one mend in them. The bridge of his nose is stained red from rubbing there when he had redstone on his fingers, his fingers themselves are also permanently red, where's glasses near identical to Alan's, his eyes are a washed out pinkish rose, almost gray.
Green: for the longest time had an an uncontrolled frizzy mess of hair I'm talking untamable never seen coconut oil 3c, but after they sticks where introduced to dj, he managed to wrangle them into locks, DJ helps him braid them best he can if he ever wants to clean up but it's either dreads or spending hours everyday calming them. Only one who wares the crew jacket like a normal person, also the only one with a normal clean and sensible wardrobe in general, likes skirts but considering it's a bitch to fight in them only wears them when going out and knowing the others won't start a group bonding brawl, always has both head phones and earbuds on his person and is the only one too keep his phone intact and not broken. Eyes are hazel mixing green and gold with flecks of blue around the center, has audio processing issues and it helps him understand people if there's a background noise of some sort also fights better with a beat. Also has really bad tinnitus and always has, it's been made worse by recent fights though.
Purple: curly hair more of a 3b or 3a, keeps it in a single braid so it's easier to keep track of and care for, mango helps them with it in the mornings, the most recent one to get a jacket after the king stuff went down. Likes fancy and just nicer clothes like button ups and poets shirts and leggings, has bird wings because there mother was made for a stick flight animation test, but there weak and they can't fly like there mom can, they can hover and glide but they need an elytra to act as basically a sort of brace if they want to propel them selves, and even then they can't get to high speeds without rockets. Has orangy red autumn colored eyes like there mother.
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Had a brain blast idea here, hcs for chop top with a musician dude?
OKAY POOKIE GOT IT IM SORRY I THOUGHT FOR 20 MINUTES FOR SOME NSFW HEAD CANNONS OF THAT BUT COULDN'T THINK OF ANY IM SORRY 😭😭🫶 ALL FLUFF POOKIE
•Oh. Oh? Musician? Say less. This gay little shit has a huge brain fart, his mind fogged up with gayness.
•In all honesty, that's more than likely the reason he didn't kill you. You don't meet too many musicians out in the wild, outside of their natural habitat, so chop top is fucking hyper now.
•Will casually wrap his arm around you as he explains the music n composers/artists he loves in extraordinary detail. You just met 15 seconds ago.
•Will (force) politely ask you to make songs with him, or just write songs about him n you.
•If you play a song for him, on your own w out him forcing you to, he will fuckin melt. Literally starts vibrating on happiness when he realizes it's only about him.
•One of his jackass brothers makes fun of your music? They're getting beat over the head with his coat hanger bc he loves you that much 🫶
•Begs you like a fucking dog to play with one of your instruments. Guitar? He won't bend the strings! Saxophone? He won't break the buttons. Drums? He won't bash them in. (He does)
•Absolutely shows your skill off to everyone. Will tape you secretly like in your room as you practice, then decide to play it to wake you up one day 😭
•Someone says you sound bad? He will personally torment n torture that person WITHOUT bubba, which his gangly ass can (barely) do.
•Attempts to recruit you to his own band when y'all are further in the relationship. Gets bratty when/if you say no. If you say yes, literally won't leave you alone for a week.
•If you write gay/mlm music, PLEASE PLEASE OH PLEASE give secret little hints about him in your songs. He would be so smug whenever he hears it 😭
I TRIED TO DO GOOD AND THIS WAS SUPER FUN ISTG 😭🫶
#headcannons#sawyer family#slashers x male reader#tcm 2#tcm#tcm movie#texas chainsaw massacre#texas chainsaw massacre game#chop top x reader#chop top sawyer x gn reader#chop top sawyer x reader#chop top sawyer#chop top sawyer x male reader#male reader#hes so babygirl
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Eddie Munson Things
Just some of my personal thoughts about Eddie 🥰 I have more about him but they are all relationship related so I'm gonna make a separate one for that lol (Eddie relationship head cannons)
🤘 Eddie buys his Uncle mugs for every occasion!! Christmas, birthday, fathers day, and that's why he has so many (They're from his sweet nephew Eddie how could he get rid of any of them 🥺) Which is why Eddie keeps buying them because he’s like wow my Uncle really loves mugs lol
🤘 Sleeps with his rings on and wakes up with the outline of them on his face.
🤘 Eddie steals the patches for his vest. He’ll walk through the store casually and when one stands out he looks around before slipping it into his pocket and leaves feeling like a badass. The workers see him do it every time but they don't get paid enough to care and always talk about the fluffy-haired guy that steals the cheapest item in the store.
🤘 Eddie has applied to basically everywhere in Hawkins and no one wants to hire him. He was mad when the local game store didn't hire him because he wanted an employee discount on minis and dice.
🤘 JUNK FOOD! FAST FOOD! BEER! that is Eddies diet
🤘 Eddie only watched Lord of the Rings when he has the time to watch them all at once. It’s a sin and ruins the experience to watch them at different times. Definitely forced his Uncle to watch them all while explaining everything the entire time.
🤘 Eddie has a small hidden tattoo dedicated to his mom. He doesn't want anyone else to see it because he tears up whenever he thinks about it.
🤘 Eddie would never admit it but he loves the new young D&D recruits. He was an only child and always wanted younger brothers. So it's the closest he gets even though he acts annoyed by them its an act h would do anything for them.
🤘 Hates every class except history! (and lunch) He loves learning about war and the different fighting tactics and methods used so he can incorporate them into his D&D campaigns.
🤘 Hates pickles 😠 always forces Gareth to eat them (he is the Hellfire Club’s pickle trash can)
🤘 Eddie designed all of his tattoos. He doodled one on a piece of paper during class and thought it was so cool he went and got it tattooed that same night. The artist was like ??? what is this so Eddie had to describe what it was and the artist redrew it all. (But Eddie still says he designed them 🙄)
🤘 Eddie hates using headphones and thinks the proper way to enjoy music is to have it blaring. In the car, trailer, wherever he wants.
🤘 He is scared of spiders and screams every time he sees one. Every time his Uncle walks in and kills it for him while laughing “Such a baby”
🤘 If his Uncle isn't home he’ll stand far away and use hairspray (he definitely has a few cans on hand for the beast that’s his hair 🤭)
🤘 He's failing English because all he does is write for his D&D campaign and turns them in as assignments. A historical essay? How about the history of elves!
🤘 METALHEAD of course! But secretly loves bands like The cure and Tears for fears especially at night when he can't sleep
Masterlist
#eddie munson#eddie munson stranger things#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson imagine#stranger things 4#stranger things#joe quinn#joseph quinn#eddie munson headcanons#joe quinn x reader#joe quinn imagine#joseph quinn x reader#joseph quinn imagine
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