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#sabbath windbreaker
koiiiiijiii · 2 months
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finishing ur requests? uum no. another idea nobody asked about? yes pls💯💯
wooin x sis!reader (platonic)
author’s note : after last chapter i had this headcanon in my head. i suspect that wooin grew up in toxic household where his parents make him study, locking him up in his room, but boy probably was dreaming about just be free, and once left home. i also suspect his family probably has the same wealth as minu, but his parents way more toxic and controlling. but when he left home he left his part there, the part of his soul.
honesty 1000% in love how some ppl just ignored my closed inbox and keep sent requests🤣🤍🫵🏻 seriously guys, the best!! i will answer all requests, almost all is in process(i mean at least 20-40% already done) but now enjoying my time at home😌💌🔒
warnings : no(?) lil fluff, lil angst, nothing hardcore, prob grammar mistakes(not proofed as all my writings)
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༘⋆ wooin is older sibling 100%
༘⋆ when his parents told him he will have a sister, when he was 3 or 4 he was jealous, and whole 9 months he waited for someone who will ruin his life
༘⋆ but instead, when your father brought you and your mum to home from hospital, wooin was confused
༘⋆ he only saw a small girl, no one who could harm him in any way
༘⋆ your first ever smile was for him, or because of him by the way!! and he blushed so so much when your small hand clung to his index finger
༘⋆ so he built a soft spot for you in his heart in two years, because first years you’ve been crying, screaming and sobbing mess, well like all toddlers, while wooin was saying that he was too old to babysit you (bro was like 5-6 years old and crying himself to sleep bc didn’t understand how 10*10 equals 100 and 11*11 didn’t equal 111)
༘⋆ btw you were always silent when he was babysitting you. he chuckled each time when you looked at him with wide open eyes
༘⋆ through his childhood your parents were extremely strict with him, so he partly grateful to you for the fact that you took some attention on yourself and gave him the opportunity to be free from his studies and lectures from your parents for a while
༘⋆ but each year atmosphere in your home becomes more toxic, and when you grow up a little you could remember how wooin was locked in his room to study better, because he didn’t have acceptable marks
༘⋆ but you would always sneak in his room late at night, with your saved from the morning sweets and share some with him
༘⋆ you both favorite was lollipops with lemon favors tho!!
༘⋆ when you were about 13 years old, wooin left the house, he was 17
༘⋆ no need to say that your parents were furious. especially your father. in korea it’s common that son is inherits family business or work, so it’s always been a big scandal over his marks, behavior and look
༘⋆ so when he left, for you it meant that all the attention and rigor of your parents were transferred to you
༘⋆ atter the first couple of months of your brother's absence, he found the strength to meet with you
༘⋆ wooin knew perfectly that parents rage will reflect on you, and honestly he were scared - that you will hate him
༘⋆ when he met you near your school, he froze for few seconds and then hugged you so tight that you thought he was about to break your ribs (you returned him that favor)
༘⋆ you two always were close, wooin was your freshness in a house full of stuffy, stagnant air, while you was his little sunshine of hope and happiness in his dark, locked room
༘⋆ you didn’t have a lot of time after your school, so you just hugged tightly and exchanged phone numbers, so you could stay in touch
༘⋆ few days after you find the way to sneak out of the house to meet with your brother you spend few hours on a bench talking and listening to each other
༘⋆ - how are the relatives? on a scale of one to fucked up, how angry were they?
- fucked up in a cube, you know our dad, he wasn't just furious, from the screams from their room, i think he literally lost his temper
༘⋆ wooin just chuckled sadly and rubbed his neck with the palm of his hand
༘⋆ as the years passed, your nightly meetings continued. sometimes he would catch you after school or another after-school club where your parents had put you
༘⋆ wooin offered you to run away to him several times. by your senior year in school, he was self-supporting, and he even had some white-haired giant working for him, constantly pining after him
༘⋆ somehow you refused, deciding to finish school first and then he promised to help you with either work or university, depends on what you will choose
༘⋆ yes, guys from sabbath know you
༘⋆ yes, heyok once caught you two hugging
*wooin pressed his lips on top of your head, tightly shutting his eyes, frowning a little, he didn’t know when he will see you again, because he knew, in exam session parents won’t let you have a free second*
༘⋆ in first place heyok though you two dating, but then joker explained him how things actually going(my headcanon that they gossip girls, frfr)
༘⋆ since you hanged out with wooin you caught your brother’s manners of jokes
༘⋆ “hey, big bro, does that new red haired guy in your team have a girlfri..”
“don’t you even dare to finish this sentence” he exclaimed indignantly. no way his precious little sis will deal with that motherfucker.
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hjunsjoy · 2 months
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The gang is what I trust.
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wisterialagoon · 2 months
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Heey I saw a post you made a while ago asking us to send you requests for Joker from windbreaker and im so happy that there is sb to write about him so can you write how him and the reader meet and then fast forward to how their relationship goes (preferably sfw)
Thank youuu for the request! Sorry this took forever, I've been busy lately!
Dating Joker Headcanons
Warnings: None, just fluff, reader owns a cafe!
I think Joker probably wouldn't date someone that runs in the same circles as him, he doesn't need someone else like that in his life and especially around his brothers.
You probably meet somewhere like a cafe. Just picture it, you've worked so hard to open your own cafe, pouring your heart and soul into it.
You have this regular customer, Hajun, he's real quiet and scary looking, but whenever he comes in he's just soooo polite and soft-spoken, you become quickly smitten!
One day, just before closing he stumbles in all bloody and bruised. In a panic you rush over to him scrambling to sit him down. He just grumbles out that he's fine, he just needs a coffee.
Obviously you're not having any of that! shushing him as you run to get your first aid kit. You patch him up and send him off with his coffee and a free cookie.
He insists on helping clean the little droplets of blood he tracked in but you refuse and tell him he can pay you back if he buys you a drink sometime. After that you two hit it off and the rest is history.
"For the love of GOD, if you touch the cookie dough again I'm going to beat your ass into the ground, Hajun, I swear!" you yell, slapping your boyfriends hand away, once again.
"I'd love to see you try, plus, you made plenty," he chuckles, reaching for the cookie dough again.
You swifly grab the bowl and run to the opposite side of the kitchen island, glaring at him. "I made plenty to bake and sell! This is my livelihood, If you eat all the dough then I'll have nothing to sell. I'll have to close the cafe and live on the streets. I'll have to find a cardboard box to sleep in!" you ramble, pacing around the kitchen like a mad woman.
Hajun just watches you with a quirked brow, "If ya want I can grab a box on the way outta work tomorrow, think I saw some boxes in the storage cupboard in the club," he smirks.
Your mouth gapes open as you stare at your boyfriend. "How COULD you? You'd let the love of your life, adorable, sweet, lovely girlfriend, live in a cardboard box?!"
"Oh sure, I'll leave the box outside my place and I'll come to feed ya every now and again." Hajun gives you a mischievous grin.
You slam the bowl of cookie dough down on the counter dramatically, "oh I'm SO breaking up with you!" you exclaim, flopping the top half of your body over the counter.
"Mhm, sure, I bet you are," Hajun teases as he walks around to you, planting a soft kiss to your head and walking away.
When you stand back up pouting, you notice a significant chunk of the cookie dough missing.
"Oh I'm gonna kill him."
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cozyunderworld · 2 months
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We finally know Jokers real name Hajun ❤️❤️❤️
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We finally got to see jokers brothers. They are so cute you can really tell the little brothers love Joker (Hajun) 🥰❤️
I would take a bullet for there cute puppy no hesitation 😭💀
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yujisabs · 6 months
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This guy everyone 😂
Can you believe it? This grown ass guy who fights illegally in clubs at night to earn money is the same guy stopping at a red light in the middle of a race 😂
I cannot believe it. This is so ridiculously funny to me. God I love him. Wish we would get a back story already. I wanna know more about him and his family relationships. Like he clearly ha smnners and cares for his brothers so come on. Show me how this guy is actually just a hint softie.
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Also Wooin's reaction says it all 🤣🤣
Also just for context, Jinwoo isn't Joker. It's the blue helmet guy. In case you haven't read the recent chapters.
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saruthesimp · 1 month
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MY TWO OBSESSIONS THESE DAYS😩🤌🏻🧍🏻‍♀️ .
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I'm not even kidding like GET OUT OF MY HEADD.
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sgnjimmy · 1 year
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𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓸𝔂'𝓼 𝓪 𝓛𝓲𝓪𝓻
joker x gn! reader
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a/n: @thisyeargoodyear asked for this, and i shall deliver as i am here to serve to u guys🫡.
warning (s): none! only lovely sappy shit <3. (Not Proofread).
Bf!Joker does not express his love with words, and you, after some time together with him have learned to read his actions as words.
Bf!Joker like when he does this thing in where he holds your hand when you're about to drift off to sleep. A silent ‘i love you’, you came to realize. He holds it tightly but still gently, fearing he'll wake you up with his tough hands.
Bf!Joker is always holding your things for you. He will not let you trouble yourself around him, the taller man just wants to be used and abused by you, it makes him feel needed, useful. And not like when Wooin needs him, those are just jobs - jobs that he's not so happy about, to begin with-, but for you? Oh, god, he's running to get you whatever you need in a instant.
Bf!Joker can get very cranky when he doesn't see you. He understands that you're busy - or sometimes him - but he can't help, he's gotta see you at least once a day, or else his mood is thrown out the window.
Bf!Joker is a fan of hot showers but only if you're with him. He's not the type to take much time showing z he grew up poor so showers were just to take dirt off and never for the fun of it, they couldn't afford it. But now he does, he can, and loves too. He takes all the time in the world listening to you talks about whatever been or is on your mind.
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Holding you in his arms while the two of you are sat on the bathtub, he plays with some bubbles in his hand in front of you.
“She's being such a pain in my ass. I did the assignment just like she told me to, but nooo, she also wanted this and that. Which she never wrote on the text. I'm not a fucking mind reader, for fuck's sake!” He can't help laugh at that.
“Hey, don't laugh, I'm pissed!”
“You right, ’m sorry.” Although he's sincere you can hear him smiling behind you.
“Sure, sure. But what about you, how was your day?”
“Normal.”
“Whoa, stop giving me so much details or we'll be here till mid night.” You can't help the sarcasm. You love him but he's always like this. Is funny but kind of frustrating at the same time.
“But it was normal. Nothing too exciting happened for me today, not like your story 'bout the ‘witch’.”
“Alright, stop mocking me.” You play and he tries to defend himself saying ‘I'm not!’. “I just feel a bit bad making you listen to me and my bullshit all the time.”
“But i like it.” He lays a kiss on your shoulder. “Didn't see you all day, makes me miss you. I love your voice, y'know. Can listen to you ramble all day long and 's like heaven.” Another kiss right on the same spot.
He can be so romantic sometimes, and you know he's not even trying, which just makes him so much better at it. He, like everyone else had his flaws, but you don't mind them att all when he's like this. Or when you know he's trying his best for you, all of the time.
Bf!Joker never fails in making you feel loved.
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boggdana · 21 days
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amourlyns · 1 year
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Hi, what kind of girls do you think the guys from the Shabbat team like? Which girl could they fall in love with and which one to date?
‧ 🧟🪦💀
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[ SABBATH CREW ]
+ GN!READER
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𝓢𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒 ⌕ A guide to getting with the sabbath boys!
𝓜𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗒𝗇𝖾 𝓣𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗌 ━━ I decided to make this inclusive to everyone, so there won’t be any specifics when it comes to gender or pronouns. ➜    masterlist
𝓦𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 ━━ None
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| THE KIND OF PEOPLE SABBATH CREW would date!
✦ JOKER— doesn’t really have any check list of a person he could fall in love with or dare tbh.. but I think he would have to get with someone who’s very understanding. Or someone who gets his boundaries and need for space, someone who understands when he leaves them on read or doesn’t answer for DAYS. and that may be cuffing material to him?
✦ HYEOK— See! Hyeok would date someone who’s similar to Joker’s type. Someone understanding, gives him space and knows him well. Just having that intimacy to be okay with silence or quiet warms his heart, he loves that!! And that’s cuffing material to him
✦ WOOIN— Definitely doesn’t do relationships LMAOO, like that’s a playboy bruh 😓😓 he definitely sleeps around.. looks pull him in as well as body. The only way I see him dating someone is getting so involved he feels like he has to know about them… and I don’t see him as the marriage type either? Maybe he settles down in the future. He dates confident people tbh, likes anyone who’ll talk back / stand up to him.
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kaid0ku · 1 year
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koiiiiijiii · 1 month
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hiii! i really love your windbreaker scenarios😭❤️ can i request a hyuk kwon scenarios with friends to lovers trope, if you don't mind? thank you so much!!!
AHHH U READING MY THOUGHTS! i had it in my drafts, but already posted!! so here like a short scenario in same timeline, just take it as what happened in gaps here
author note ; seminar week in uni hits hard, but random tequila shots with flatmates in the middle of the week hits harder.... but don't worry i played through and won this fking hangover and dropping this post now😌🫦
warnings ; fluff, cute hyeok, not proofed
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(bro is the type of guy who will show off a trick on his bike he hasn't trained enough yet and end up falling)
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friday evening started out great - all the lectures were over, the weather was beautiful outside, the sun had not yet disappeared behind the horizon and was giving the city its last rays. this week you didn’t miss a single lecture, and in general today you were quite active in class, you also agreed with your classmates to meet next week to complete a group project, so your socially active duty for today has been completed and you can calmly relax on weekend.
entering cozy apartment, you set down your bag and kicked off shoes, ready to delve into usual routine of household chores. you took a slow shower, completed all the steps in the skin care routine and now you wanted to start that series that you had been putting off for a long time when you heard a soft knock sounded at the door, interrupting your thoughts. curious, you opened the door to find Kwon standing there, with his usual calm and relaxed face. his presence caught you off guard a little, your heart skipped a beat at the sight of him. "hey..." he began, his voice a gentle murmur. "i was wondering if you'd like to go to that shop near our building with me. i wanted that banana drink you recommend me recently... and i thought you spent whole day in uni, so we could take a little walk together... you know to catch some fresh air and stuff..." your initial surprise quickly gave way to excitement, as your lips curling into a grin. despite his usual reserved demeanor, Kwon's offer filled you with pleasant a sense of warmth, joy and anticipation. "sure, i’d love to," you replied, grabbing a jacket and slipping on her shoes.
together, you ventured out into the cool evening air of Seoul, the streets alive with the hustle and bustle of city life. As you walked side by side, you couldn't help but steal glances at Hyeok, marveling at the way his stoic facade softened in the glow of the streetlights. small conversation about everything flowed effortlessly as you made your way to the shop, sharing stories and laughter along the way. but little did you know that Kwon had something else up his sleeve, a secret he was eager to reveal. of course you notice bike he took with him, but you genuinely thought he was so obsessed with these races and bicycles that he just wouldn't get off his bike.
upon reaching an empty playground nestled within a quiet corner of the neighborhood, Kwon's eyes twinkled with mischief as he hopped on his bicycle, a gleam of excitement dancing in his gaze. "watch this," he murmured, his voice tinged with excitement as he prepared to demonstrate a new trick he had been practicing. however, fate had other plans in store, and as he attempted to execute the trick, a misstep caused him to lose his balance, sending him tumbling to the ground with a muffled thud. your heart felt like it skipped a beat as you rushed to his side, concern etched across your features. ignoring the pain coursing through his knee, Hyeok tried to brush off the accident with some kind of incomprehensible emotion. but you saw through his facade, your heart aching at the sight of him in distress. without a moment's hesitation, you took charge, guiding him to a nearby bench and inspecting his injury with gentle hands. rummaging through your bag, you retrieved a pack of cute adhesive bandages adorned with playful images of bananas, a small smile tugging at your lips. with utmost care, you cleaned his wound and carefully applied the bandages, your touch felt so tender that Hyeok could feel goosebumps down his spine.
in that vulnerable moment, when he saw you on your knees before him as you tended to his injury with unwavering kindness, Kwon felt a surge of emotions wash over him, his heart swelling with a newfound warmth. as he looked into your eyes, he realized with startling clarity that what he felt for you already went beyond mere friendship.
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hjunsjoy · 2 months
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Found them on Instagram...(not a ship)
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dorayakichan · 6 months
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hello, can i request nsfw hcs for the sabbath crew? (you can leave out red glasses + hyuk if you don’t write for them) thank you!!
Windbreaker nsfw headcanons: Sabbath Crew (Joker, Wooin, Hyuk x fem!reader)
"You know I'm one of the bad guys, right?"
Genre: headcanon, smut
CW: MDNI, nsfw, smut, oral, penetration, rough, fem!reader is aged up
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Joker
He had noticed you since the beginning of the tournament, in fact, it was impossible for him not to when you were so dazzling and attractive. 
Yet, you were enemies and the further the tournament went the more your crew and his clashed. 
Who would have thought that in between all these clashes, something more would have sparked something so wrong yet so good that both of you, were unable to stop now.
He grips your hips tightly as he inserts himself into you, nearly bruising your soft thighs, pushing all of his member inside of your swollen core. His grunts and your whimpers fill the room as he looks at your pleading innocent stare.
“More!....faster!” you are always giving those pleading eyes to him. Which is also his signal and his consent to do things to you a woman’s body like yours would have it hard to withstand. He slams hard so hard that his dick touches your clit, it’s wrong, it’s dangerous yet you love the feeling of pain coursing through you as he doesn’t stop at that.
He is rough fucking you as if he is possessed, molding the shape of your inside to the shape of his cock. He doesn’t stop nor slow down even when tears start coming out of your eyes, because he knows that's how you like it, he knows your deepest desires and fantasies. As he moves his arms up and down your body resting them on your boobs and squeezing them.
He sucks on your nipples and licks them as if they are the most delicious thing he has ever tasted in his life, as he comes closer to his release.
“I’m close.” He says waiting for your approval before increasing the speed, and releasing himself inside of you, obviously with a condom on. There is no way this man would risk having to take one more responsibility in his life.
He lays beside you as you snuggle into his opened arms, laying your head on his chest. You give him a peck smiling at him. 
“You know I’m one of the bad guys right?” he asks you.
“It’s too late to say this now after what you did…Hmm?” you give him a kiss, a more passionate and lustful one this time getting on top of him. “Wanna go for another one?” you seductively ask.
Wooin
Once you had come to cheer for your friends and that’s when that day you happened to cross paths with this infamous guy. Another time you met him again in another race as you were cheering for your friends he approached you and asked for your number.
Here you are now, getting your face nearly sucked as he devours you. It happened once, and you thought it was all there was going to be. Then it happened one more time and another and another until you both found out you couldn’t stop it anymore whatever this was you would always go back to him and he would always call you and only you.
As he grabs you by your waist shoving you on his couch he unbuckles his pants giving you a full sight of his erect cock. “Are you sure you can take this baby? After all, you know I’m one of the bad guys, right?
Your hand wraps around the base of his cock, while keeping eye contact as you lick the tip of his member. Teasing him, moving your tongue in circles around it slowly before putting it all in your mouth.
“I guess that’s a yes then.” He smiles, pushing your head deeper making you nearly choke.
Your movements in the beginning are slow as you adjust your mouth to his length but they don’t stay like that for long as you feel your hair getting grabbed harshly. He starts fucking your mouth as if having been deprived of food and water for days. 
“Keep your eyes up!” He orders. Wooin loves the teardrops falling out of your eyes as you nearly choke on his member in absolute need of air which he deprives you of, until the moment of his release. And even then he keeps his dick on your mouth until he has fully released everything inside expecting you to swallow it all. 
He licks the tears on your face as he deviously smiles. “Guess I got hard again? Care to help?”
Hyuk/Hyeok Kwon
I don’t think you would have caught Hyuk’s eyes if not for those amazing tricks you had pulled that one early morning as you practiced with your friends for the tournament. He was walking alone when he noticed you and your crew. Your eyes were shining with excitement as you showed the others your incredible moves. 
He first came up to you when you were alone going home, then another time while you were biking around town asking for a race. After some time he asked you to teach him one of your tricks while he would teach you one of his. It kind of seemed like he was following you around just to learn those tricks. 
So you were not sure how you had ended up on the same bed, head on the mattress as you felt his cock push into the wet folds of your stimulated pussy. He moved into you from behind, thrusting slowly but enticingly as one of his hands was on your pussy playing with his fingers your overstimulated clit. 
His grip tightens as he starts to move faster. Between the deep breaths you both let out he says. “How can you be so wet? You know that I’m one of the bad guys right?”
“Oh God, is that what you are thinking right now?” his words kind of excite you but you try to act annoyed. “Kind of…” he answers.
“Well bad during the day but good during the night!” You say as his eyes widen. He pulls you by your arms as your back arches slightly getting you as close as possible to him, while his thrusts become faster and faster. 
He leans his head on your back as he moves hot breaths tickling your skin. If he lets go you are sure you will hurt your nose as your arms have become limp from the tight hold he has on them, you nearly can’t feel them anymore as he pushes more and more until his release comes closer.
He lets you go with no warning as he takes his dick out of you stroking on it for a few seconds until his cum comes out dripping on your back. Painting it all in white. You fall asleep fast after that, not even hearing the click of the door as he exits the room leaving you naked and spent on top of the bed.
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cozyunderworld · 28 days
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I didn’t know that Joker(Hajun) put the engraving on Vinny helmet. 🥰❤️❤️❤️ SO CUTE JOKER IS BEST BOY 🥹. Wooin is just a biggo hater 😂😂😂
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yujisabs · 4 months
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This is cute af ngl
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rosaline-black · 2 years
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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴛᴀʟʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴛʜ
ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴛ…
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Summary: The time the goth met the metalhead at the brand new music store in Hawkins.
Category: Eddie Munson X Fem!Goth!reader
A/N: YES! I’m back with Eddie content. This idea has been in my head for a very long time I just never felt inspired but… now I am so I think I’ll turn this into a lil series if y’all are interested? Just lmk :) if ya wanna be tagged in future parts leave a comment below!
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Eddie didn't usually frequent many places in town. He stuck to what he knew, the woods surrounding Hawkins, high school and his trailer. Now he'd never admit that to anyone but the looks and the whispers sometimes got kinda bothersome. Sure, he owned his status as Hawkins's resident freak, but he also sometimes enjoyed feeling normal.
However, ever since the brand new music store had opened, Eddie had no choice but to go. I mean a place that sold records and the newest tapes? He had to go. Sure, he couldn’t afford a Walkman, but his dear uncle owned the loudest sound system the entire trailer park had ever heard.
With measured steps and a cigarette between his lips, Eddie could hear the buzz from outside the new store even from a block away. There were all types of people coming in and out of Rosie’s records, all too engrossed in their own amazement to even pay him a second glance. He could get used to that.
Flicking out his cigarette, Eddie went inside. It was much larger than he had anticipated, and the music was mellow. Everything would have been perfect if they didn’t have Madonna blasting. Eddie didn’t want to get into the groove thank you very much.
The front of the store was majorly filled with the chart's biggest hits, all of the shit you’d hear blasting over Hawkins's local radio, nothing of substance in his opinion. However, the back corner caught his eye, he could just about make out the album art for the new Motörhead album.
“I’m coming baby…”
He muttered under his breath, dodging people left right and centre until he finally reached his destination. The alternative section is what they had labelled it in big black letters, in other words, it was where all the decent music was stored. Not only did they have Motörhead, but they also had new dio, iron maiden and black sabbath. His holy trinity.
So used to the stares of others Eddie had become prone to looking around, very perceptive of the people around him. With a side glance eddies, eyes caught sight of someone he’d never seen before, and his heart stopped.
There you stood. Outlandish black eyeliner rivalling that of an eagle's wings painted skilfully around your eyes, dark lacquer lined your lips into the perfect pout and your brows were like two thin black lines carving your face into a precise scowl. Your hair was dark and backcombed to the high heavens, he guessed it must have taken at least half a bottle of hairspray to get it to stay in place.
As his eyes travelled down your attire, he was drawn to the mix of dark leathers and lace that was draped all over, hugging certain parts and then falling in others. Your skirt grazed your ankles, and on your feet, he spotted the biggest black boots that had ever graced Hawkins. Eddie couldn’t ignore your accessories either. Two silver daggers hung from your ears, and down your neck, a similar pendant rested just between your breasts, your hands were covered in rings with black gems and silver skulls similar to his own. He was obsessed.
Just as he was about to look away your soft melodic voice graced his ears, and a red tint dispersed over the expanse of his usually pale cheeks.
“Take a picture it will last longer…”
God, he hadn’t meant to stare for that long. But could you blame him? I mean he’d only seen people that dressed like you in magazines, labelled with propaganda about the spreading of the devil's scripture. You were just so… transfixing. An enigma among the many windbreakers and scrunchie-tied ponytails. A breath of fresh air.
“Sorry… it’s just… your earrings are really fucking cool man…”
For the first time since spotting you, Eddie got to see you face on. Hopefully, you couldn’t hear his sharp intake of breath, he was quite literally gasping over how beautiful you were. In all honesty, you sorta terrified him at the same time. You looked angry, like truly pissed at his staring, usually he’d pull some goofy face, but who knew, maybe you’d rip that earring out and use it on him?
Now what Eddie didn’t expect was for your thin brows to raise, and those black slips to bend into a smile “Thanks… I found them at a thrift store…”
Eddie swallowed the dryness in his throat, taking a cautious step closer to you and putting out his hand as a form of greeting “I’m Eddie… Eddie Munson…”
Your soft hand fell into his as you shook it lightly, you murmured your name so quietly he was surprised he caught it. When you pulled your hand away he found he missed its warmth in his own, although his hand was rather clammy from the initial staring debacle.
Not wanting the conversation to die out and even worse never seeing you again, Eddie decided to strike up another topic to grab your attention. He noticed you turn back to the tapes in front of you, fingers gliding over Siouxsie and the Banshees, the cure and sisters of mercy. Damn you had taste. Now the whole trad goth thing wasn’t his niche when it came to music, but for you, he’d listen to the mopey tunes till the end of time. Missing the tape you selected, Eddie found his way in.
“Oh, what did ya go for?”
You seemed startled by his loud voice, he would have felt guilty if your spooked wide eyes weren’t so damn adorable.
“Echo and the Bunnymen… they just released the deluxe edition of ocean rain…”
Truthfully he had no idea who or what you were talking about, but in an attempt to impress you Eddie faked a gasp, clapping his hands together as he rocked on the balls of his feet.
“Oh, awesome I love that album…” The grin on your face made his own widen.
“Oh, really what’s your favourite song?”
Eddies smile dropped as his eyes widened like a deer in the headlights. IDIOT. He was such an idiot.
“Uhh…. The uh… the first ones pretty great…”
Now, he fully expected you to raise one of those threatening brows and storm past him. But you didn’t do that, instead, laughter bubbled from the back of your throat. It was dorky and resembled a witch’s cackle in the most wholesome way. He needed to make you laugh again, hopefully on purpose next time.
“To be fair you didn’t strike me as an alternative guy… more metal right?”
Eddies eyes shone with adoration. You really saw him. Not just a passing judge as his knotted locks or stained t-shirt he’d spilt mustard on that morning, no, you actually saw him. When your name got called by who he was assuming was your mother, you sighed and turned back to him.
“I’d better get going… uh… here…”
You rifled In the black ripped tote back on your shoulder, pulling out what looked like a pot but after closer inspection turned out to be gel liner. You took a brush and grabbed his guitar-scarred fingers, straightening out his hand so you could get a better grip.
With delicate brushstrokes, Eddie watched digit after digit of a phone number being written on the back of his hand.
“That’s my landline… stay cool Munson…”
And like a cloud of black smoke, you were gone. For the first time in Eddie Munson's life, he was well and truly stumped. One thing he knew for sure, he’d wash his hand as little as possible.
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