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boyfriend!sunwoo headcanons

presenting ur college bf sunwoo <3

word count : 1.1K+

watch it : suggestive content, skinny dipping, mildly illegal actions (sneaking into public pool after hours), if I missed anything feel free to let me know !

a/n : this series is rly fun, hopefully ill get to all the boys soon (hah the boys, get it ?) this one got a way more actual fic like then the other little headcanons in this series and thats okay I rly like it. I hope u do too !

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-ah sunwoo, the neighborhood headache

-works at a tiny convenience store in front of a community pool, don't ask, he doesn't have any answers. Only conspiracies

-hates his job but its all worth it when he meets you there

-you come stumbling in during finals week, long after most ppl should be up n about

-He sees u n doesn't think much, another late night finals studier, could be way worse

-that is until he loses track of you in the tiny store and finds you passed out leaning on the cheese puffs, halfway to dream land and drooling. Kinda cute, kinda annoying

-He wakes you up, helps you get home and scores your number in the proces. Just in case you pass out in strange places again he tells you

-The rest is history

-U stop by the little store any chance u get. Eager to taste any and all sweetness sunwoo gives you. Hes full energy and sugary words

-it becomes routine, you finish your classes for the day, check ur phone for ur daily “at the store today” or the rare “not at the store today”. And swing by the cozy little building, well more of a crack in the wall than anything but a store nonetheless

-he always greets u with a smile, quickly followed by some dumb remark

“Don't fall asleep in the snack aisle again” “Unfortunately we just ran out of in isle beds sorry”

“I'm not gonna wake u up this time”

“You drool in your sleep you know it's so grossss”

-he's truly a headache, the reasons as to why u always choose to come back remains a mystery to u and the general population

(you know the reason but that doesnt mean youll admit it. Your crush on him will die with you dammit)

-there's one day where he tells you he'll be working the latest shift okay so he won't be there at your usual time. So instead u wear ur comfiest pjs, bring a few blankets and show up about 20 mins into his shift. Long after the streets have cleared of ppl. It reminds you of your first meeting all those nights ago

It's almost like you're the only 2 ppl in the world, and you let yourself believe it. Even for only the time shared together

-He pretends like the gesture doesn't make him blush and instead goes back to teasing

Its okay hes cute, you'll let it slide

-About another 30 mins in does he decide to ditch the job and take u to the infamous community pool. There have been 0 customers is his excuse

The pool is in fact right behind the store, the back staff room leads right out to the warm summer night illuminated by a single street light in the far corner of the property. Just enough to be able to walk without dying.

There begins a little strip of mangled concrete that separates the two. And from that a wired fence to the back end of the pool that looks like it's seen much better days

-He's teasing about it, per usual

Lots of “come on it isnt even that cold”

“Barely anyone uses it when it's light out what makes u think there's gonna be an influx in users at 2 am”

He starts the climb up the fence, looping a foot in one of the larger holes between the wire. It doesn't take him much time to scale it, landing with a smirk on the other side

-You eventually give in, rolling your eyes while attempting to do the same. Embarrassingly enough you end up needing his help getting over it.

‘You're such a baby”

“Just such up and help me woo”

He laughs but helps you anyway. Climbing back over to help you get your footing. The gentle hold he has on your ankle makes this seem like a far more intimate activity. Until he all but throws you the rest of the way over

“God i hate you”

Laughs bubble from his mouth faster than he can stop them, clutching his stomach and wiping tears,,“That was fun tho come on you have to admit that much”

“Yeah yeah whatever. “ you huff, letting him lead you the rest of the way to the dark water.

He gives you a look before you shake your head, “I'm not swimming tho!! I have no extra clothes and i'm not gonna let these get all wet and gross” you sigh

“So swim without them” he shrugs

“No you idiot i don't have any other-”

“I know, just swim without clothes? Live a little”

You can feel the blush slowly span your face at that, you hope he cant tell in the dark

“You live too much” is all you have to say back

He just laughs, not wasting time to peel his own clothes off and wiggling into the water. You try not to stare you really really do but holy hell does he make it hard. It's almost like he's taunting you with how slow he’s walking into the water

He turns to you after the water is up to his navel, motioning with a hand for you to join.

Really the problem isn't the situation at hand, skinny dipping seems like great fun rly, the problem lies with the man who you're in this predicament with. He's all but invaded your heart and mind at this point. He's just, so, everything you've ever wanted and more. Sweet smiles and even sweeter words, teasing but still kind, always making room for you in his life. Hard working to his core.

the way he looks at you while you tell him the most mundane things about your day makes your head spin, the care he takes into looking out for you is unmatched by anyone. you are so gone for him

fuck it.

you toss your clothes to the side faster than you can change your mind about it and slide your way into the freezing water

“it’s fucking freezing what the hell “

he only strides closer to u, gently lacing your hands together and pulling you further in, where the water now comes to your collar bones.

“I got you” he murmurs

you shiver and shake at the water,”m still cold”

but he only presses himself impossible close to under the water

“well, let me warm u up then” he barely whispers while your chests are flush together, his hands on either side of your face

that night is the first time you kiss, and the night he confesses

-your new found relationship is filled with many more happy moments and endless teases

-loving sunwoo is as easy as simply existing near him. He pulls you into his orbit, never intending to let you so much as slip from within. An anchor of sorts, internally destined to lie within the invisible force that drives the both of u together

his laugh is infectious his smile brighter than the sun, always putting you first and scheming of new ways to make u blush

he’s a keeper, treat him well

#TBZ #the boyz #the boyz x reader #sunwoo x reader #kim sunwoo x reader #sunwoo imagines #sunwoo fluff #tbz x reader #the boyz fluff #the boyz fanfic #sunwoo x you #tbz headcanons #the boyz headcanons

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peanutpmingib · 2 years

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Each Time

Sangyeon x gender neutral!reader

sweet sangyeon comforting and helping his s/o the best he can, regardless of the hour or task at hand :’)

word count : 1.1k+

watch it : talks of rocky relationship with food, appetite, eating well etc. reader is actively trying to be better and sangyeon helps the best he can ! some cursing here and there. Established relationship. fluff fluff fluff. let me know if i missed anything please !

do take the appropriate caution if needed with these themes ! do not read if they upset u

safe reading <3

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2 am isn’t an odd time to find either of you up. Between unfinished work that gets crammed in the early hours of the morning or simple restlessness, the kitchen is a nightly hotspot. You had finished your work early to avoid such a fate in hopes of getting some sleep, but it's proven useless.

The better part of your night was spent tossing and turning readjusting pillows and the ac. Sweet sweet Sangyeon promised with even sweeter kisses to try his damn best to help you out and try to get you asleep, but nonetheless you have yet to get any.

You now lie curled against his warm embrace, eyes wide open gripping a handful of sangyeons shirt in a desperate attempt to finally go to fucking sleep. The corner of your room is starting to taunt you, you swear.

Sangyeon doesn’t mind, never has, only soothing you with gentle humming and soft hands hugging you close. He's as gentle as his gaze whenever you surprise him with silly little gifts, or compliment him on his work for the day. He's your anchor, a tether to safety in a sea of emotions you constantly seem to find yourself lost in.

Unfortunately, his usual magic hands aren't doing the job tonight, which really really REALLY makes you want to eat drywall.

Something clicks as you zone out to the metal hum of the ac. You were so neck deep in work you totally forgot to grab dinner. That could explain your inability to get some rest, the ache in your bones now drowned out by small, yet slowing growing hunger. Leave it to you to realize in the middle of the night that you're actually starving.

“Love?” You whisper. Sangyeon moves, cracking his eyes open to shimmy down, meeting you face to face, kissing your cheek as you smile.

“Yes darling ?”

“I’m hungry…” You admit playing with the hem of his shirt.

“Ah okay. I bet that’s why you’ve had such a hard time sleeping, skipped dinner didn’t you? Let's go get something to eat.”

He slides out of bed rubbing at his eyes and letting you take your time, reaching a hand out to help you upright. A steady hand on your back guides you to the slippers at the door way and then holds yours to gently walk through the darkness that covers your apartment.

You go to reach for a light switch but ultimately decide against it, it’s a comfortable dark, and with Sangyeon here you feel nothing but safe. Besides, you'd rather not fry your poor eyes any more today.

He hoists you up to your favorite spot on the kitchen counter, letting your legs dangle absentmindedly as you admire the way his arms flex with each movement. He tends to sleep in nothing but boxers but the ac you turned on so high made him put a shirt on. What a pity, you know he’s been working out too.

He heads to the fridge next and you vaguely remember him mentioning making pasta.

Dinner was chicken Alfredo you find, the large pot in his arms now set on the stove top. And for some reason the thought of stomaching it doesn’t help to ease your hunger or sleeplessness, but only makes you worse, almost nauseous.

You’ve had problems with food before, all your life now. You tried to get over it when Sangyeon started cooking for you, everything he made was so good, but you had bad days too.

Reverting back to safe comfort meals even when served some lavish course, having to stop yourself halfway through a meal because your brain for some reason is telling you it tastes like something awful now. Meals you’ve loved for lunch becoming physically impossible for you to force down for dinner. It’s something you're working on.

Sangyeons always understood, from the first moment you gagged trying to finish his omelet, he never blames you. He was a bit puzzled at first, wondering if he added too much salt or if you had an allergy you forgot to mention, and after a few sniffles and assuring him his food is always amazing and no you didn’t forget to tell him about allergies, he began to fully see you.

You just have a complicated relationship with food. Some days are great and you eat three meals, even with snacks in between ! And others all you drink water and hope the next day is easier.

“Sangie?”

“Yes my love?”

“Don’t think I can eat that right now, just thinking about it makes me feel weird.”

He hums in acknowledgment and quickly puts the pot away faster than he got it out. Walking up to you and holding your hands.

“What do you think you can eat then ? I’ll eat with you if you want.“ Your heart swoons ast just how thoughtful he is.

You take a moment to think, “Please, can we get boneless wings, mild boneless wings with fries?”

“Of course baby. Gonna need you to get dressed though, can’t have you out in just my shirt, no matter how cute. “

You can feel your face flush at the comment and the fact that yes, his shirt is the only thing you have on. His clothes are comfy okay ! It’s not like he’s any better walking around in a tank top and boxers.

When Sangyeom grabs the keys and the both of you get pants on you head out the door, ducking out of the shared apartment and into the cool night air. You cling onto him for warmth and he lets you do as you please, a small smile on his face.

Sangyeon drives with one hand holding yours by the time you pull up to the drive through.

The employee voice crackles to life on the other end and you choose to zone out, letting Sangyeon order for the both of you, and instead focus your blurry gaze on your lover's soft profile.

In moments like these does your love truly feel the warmest in your veins. It's a gentle hum that surrounds you constantly, reaching you even when he isn't present. Always there to comfort you within.

The car creeps forward and you're soon watching bags of food handed off in the dim street light. Your blink hazily as they get handed to you next, gently setting the already greasy bags in your lap.

You could spend the rest of your life gently held in his warm embraces, surrounded by his love. Truly, there's no one else you think will ever come close to the way he not only makes you feel but treats you as well. He is your love.

#the boyz x gender neutral reader #sangyeon x reader #sangyeon fic #the boyz fic #tbz fic #tbz fluff #the boyz #tbz headcanons #tbz au #sangyeon #sangyeon x you #tbz x you #tbz x reader #the boyz x reader #the boyz fluff #the boyz headcanons #the boyz au #sangyeon fluff

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peanutpmingib · 2 years

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this stupid stupid post haunts me....y did it out of alllll my stuff blow up 💔💔

Arataki Itto x Chubby!reader headcanons

Now presenting Itto x Gender neutral chubby reader!!

Watch it : talk of gossip surrounding readers weight, being looked at or treated differently. Lightly suggestive if u rly squint in some places. Mentions of feeding and weight gain, completely in an innocent manner tho. Let me know if I need to add anything ! Enjoyyyy

Word count : 500+

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Omg okay he’s a total chubby chaser idc idc idc

Loves just patting your belly, especially after a big meal. Plops you next to him and can’t keep his hands off you

One hand kneading your thigh while the other smooths over the folds on your shirt

Will carry you everywhere. Does not care, will not care, has not cared. If you even utter a word about how ur “too big to be carried” he takes that as challenge and insult all at once

How dare you think he can’t do it, and how dare you think of ur self like that!! Booo!!

Scoops you up and carries you bridal style so he can see the pretty blush that always covers ur face

“I can walk you know”

“I know”

“Then put me down, ppl are staring”

“They’re trying to get a better look at the beauty in my arms” is all he says with a grin on his face

He’s so-

Can and will spend hours pressing kisses all over you, making sure he shows all of you just how much he loves

Encourages you to sleep on top of him, your a comfortable pressure for him, the way a weighted blanket is

If anyone , be the shogun her self or god damn morax, says anything even remotely demeaning or snarky to you he’s quick to make his presence known

He’s a big guy, it’s hard to miss him, but if your trying to do some shopping and a market vendor is asking if your really sure about buying all that food with a crude smile on his face, be prepared for a hand on the small of your back and a smile with way to many sharp teeth directed at the perpetrator

“Is anything the matter darling ?” He’ll ask whith smile, usually vendors back off then, no one should be dumb enough to try it when someone so clearly inhuman stands before them, but ppl try

Itto has absolutely no problem beating their ass for u

Or anyone’s ass for that matter

Archons forbid he comes home to you visibly upset at something people have been saying about you

He’ll beat them all into dragonspine and back no questions asked

He doesn’t take well to people who hurt the things he loves.

Absolutely loves feeding you, even if you insist over and over that you’re perfectly capable of doing the job ur self, he doesn’t care, Scoops up a scoop full of food and waits for you to open wide

Loves watching you eat, thinks it’s so cute when ur cheeks are all full and you have to chomp down each bite

If you complain about clothes fitting tighter he’s totally to blame with the snacks he keeps on him at all times

The man is obsessed with you regardless of what you wear, (his clothes def are a soft stop tho)

He’s just a rly big sweetheart and wants you to be as happy as possible with him! Plz do well to return the favor big baby needs it

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peanutpmingib · 2 years

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if anyone saw that no u didn't

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peanutpmingib · 2 years

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Master list

all my works compiled for your viewing pleasure <33

atz

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seonghwa - seonghwa x yunho, college au, strangers to ???

hongjoong - none yet !

yunho - seonghwa x yunho, college au, strangers to ???

yunho x mingi, fantasy au, childhood friends to enemies to lovers

yeosang - yeosang x wooyoung x san, college bfs au

san - yeosang x wooyoung x san, college bfs au

mingi - yunho x mingi, fantasy au, childhood friends to enemies to lovers

wooyoung - yeosang x wooyoung x san, college bfs au

jongho - none yet

tbz

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Sangyeon - sangyeon x reader, college bf au

Sangyeon x reader, established relationship au, reader has hard time with food plz read warnings !

Jacob - none yet !

Younghoon - none yet !

Hyunjae - none yet !

Juyeon - Juyeon x reader, college bf au headcanons

sunwoo x reader, Juyeon x reader, classical music au heavy angst

eric x juyeon - gods au, heavy angst

Kevin - none yet !

Chanhee - none yet !

Changmin - Changmin x reader - college bf au headcanons

Haknyeon - none yet !

Sunwoo - sunwoo x reader, Juyeon x reader, classical music au heavy angst

Eric - eric x juyeon - gods au, heavy angst

Eric x reader, college bf au, drable

#TBZ #ateez #atz #tbz fic #tbz masterlist #ateez masterlist #masterlist #tbz fluff #tbz au

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peanutpmingib · 2 years

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peanutpmingib · 2 years

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someone read this plz

boyfriend!changmin headcanons

now introducing ur college boyfie changmin !

watch it : gender neutral reader, pure fluff rly, not much else. let me know if i missed anything !

word count : 600+

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- dance major for sure

-Oh he’d be the sweetest :((

-Even before he gets involved with any feelings he’s so so nice

-Meets you through mutual friends, friends of friends of friends and the like, and eventually you join each others circles

-And soon enough earn the title of best friends

-constantly blowing up ur phone, but he doesn’t mean too ! He swears !

-Brain works in bursts so he ends up sending possible hang out ides as a string of texts, no paragraphs with him

-Unless it’s serious and he has to actually think about it

-Like when he finally gets the balls to confess to you

-It’s a huggeeee paragraph he’s been typing, deleting, and retyping in his notes for days

-He can’t do it in person, no matter how much sangyeon rolls his eyes and pushes for him to meet you in person, he’d rather die

-So on a random like Tuesday night, at 7:10 he texts u like, hey do u have a sec?

-And u reply a few mins later, yeah what’s up ?

-Copy’s and pastes, sends it without leaving much room for though and screams

-Basically the paragraph goes “um you're really important to me and I’ve been thinking about just our whole dynamic. I rly love being your best friend, you’ve given me some of the most precious moments of my life, but I think I’d be a better boyfriend if you’d let me, friends just doesn’t do a justice to what I feel for you anymore “

-You read it, he sees the bright check under the word vomit of his feelings

-10 minutes of radio silence and he’s sure he’s just made the biggest mistake of his life

-You're actually on your way to his dorm, hastily picked flowers from the campus garden tucked into your arm so not to catch attention, blush covering your cheeks

-You talk and talk and talk, but not before you confess yourself, you feel the same and he’s over the moon, hands shaking when he asks if he can kiss you, and it’s just a mere peck

-He’s so cute

-All about acts of service and touch

-Wants to hold your hand, open the door for you, do the laundry, dust the house. Wants to show you he cares by taking care of things for you

-Takes you everywhere, favorite hang out spots soon turn to favorite date spots

-You practically live in his dorm at his point, half your clothes permanently live there, and you can bet there’s a 70% chance that if your not where you need to be your laying on his bed taking a nap

-His bed is actually hand made by some ancient sleeping good, you swear

-likes to take things easy and make you laugh

-He’ll tease you occasionally but if you tease him back he’s sooo shy about it and will whine about how unfair and mean you are ( he secretly likes it’s tho)

-Wants all the cute couple jewelry, matching pfp pics, matching bios, all of it he thinks it’s so cute

-Wants the whole world to know how lucky he is to have you, his love is just too big not to share

-supports u in every little thing u do

-will come to every last event u have with flowers and chocolate

-He’s sometimes an evil little shit, especially during Halloween holy hell

-Will trap u in a bear hug while he forces u to watch horror movies with him

-Drags u to haunted houses, makes u do couple consumed with him

-Did I mention He’s so cute bc he rly rly rly is

-as cute and carefree he seems most of the time, he can be a pretty serious dude so make sure to take him seriously!

-treat him well !

#no seriously #plz #y did the juyo one do so good n then radio silence for this #god dammit

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peanutpmingib · 2 years

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boyfriend!changmin headcanons

now introducing ur college boyfie changmin !

watch it : gender neutral reader, pure fluff rly, not much else. let me know if i missed anything !

word count : 600+

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- dance major for sure

-Oh he’d be the sweetest :((

-Even before he gets involved with any feelings he’s so so nice

-Meets you through mutual friends, friends of friends of friends and the like, and eventually you join each others circles

-And soon enough earn the title of best friends

-constantly blowing up ur phone, but he doesn’t mean too ! He swears !

-Brain works in bursts so he ends up sending possible hang out ides as a string of texts, no paragraphs with him

-Unless it’s serious and he has to actually think about it

-Like when he finally gets the balls to confess to you

-It’s a huggeeee paragraph he’s been typing, deleting, and retyping in his notes for days

-He can’t do it in person, no matter how much sangyeon rolls his eyes and pushes for him to meet you in person, he’d rather die

-So on a random like Tuesday night, at 7:10 he texts u like, hey do u have a sec?

-And u reply a few mins later, yeah what’s up ?

-Copy’s and pastes, sends it without leaving much room for though and screams

-You read it, he sees the bright check under the word vomit of his feelings

-10 minutes of radio silence and he’s sure he’s just made the biggest mistake of his life

-You're actually on your way to his dorm, hastily picked flowers from the campus garden tucked into your arm so not to catch attention, blush covering your cheeks

-You talk and talk and talk, but not before you confess yourself, you feel the same and he’s over the moon, hands shaking when he asks if he can kiss you, and it’s just a mere peck

-He’s so cute

-All about acts of service and touch

-Wants to hold your hand, open the door for you, do the laundry, dust the house. Wants to show you he cares by taking care of things for you

-Takes you everywhere, favorite hang out spots soon turn to favorite date spots

-His bed is actually hand made by some ancient sleeping good, you swear

-likes to take things easy and make you laugh

-He’ll tease you occasionally but if you tease him back he’s sooo shy about it and will whine about how unfair and mean you are ( he secretly likes it’s tho)

-Wants all the cute couple jewelry, matching pfp pics, matching bios, all of it he thinks it’s so cute

-Wants the whole world to know how lucky he is to have you, his love is just too big not to share

-supports u in every little thing u do

-will come to every last event u have with flowers and chocolate

-He’s sometimes an evil little shit, especially during Halloween holy hell

-Will trap u in a bear hug while he forces u to watch horror movies with him

-Drags u to haunted houses, makes u do couple consumed with him

-Did I mention He’s so cute bc he rly rly rly is

-as cute and carefree he seems most of the time, he can be a pretty serious dude so make sure to take him seriously!

-treat him well !

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peanutpmingib · 2 years

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boyfriend!changmin headcanons

now introducing ur college boyfie changmin !

watch it : gender neutral reader, pure fluff rly, not much else. let me know if i missed anything !

word count : 600+

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- dance major for sure

-Oh he’d be the sweetest :((

-Even before he gets involved with any feelings he’s so so nice

-Meets you through mutual friends, friends of friends of friends and the like, and eventually you join each others circles

-And soon enough earn the title of best friends

-constantly blowing up ur phone, but he doesn’t mean too ! He swears !

-Brain works in bursts so he ends up sending possible hang out ides as a string of texts, no paragraphs with him

-Unless it’s serious and he has to actually think about it

-Like when he finally gets the balls to confess to you

-It’s a huggeeee paragraph he’s been typing, deleting, and retyping in his notes for days

-He can’t do it in person, no matter how much sangyeon rolls his eyes and pushes for him to meet you in person, he’d rather die

-So on a random like Tuesday night, at 7:10 he texts u like, hey do u have a sec?

-And u reply a few mins later, yeah what’s up ?

-Copy’s and pastes, sends it without leaving much room for though and screams

-You read it, he sees the bright check under the word vomit of his feelings

-10 minutes of radio silence and he’s sure he’s just made the biggest mistake of his life

-You're actually on your way to his dorm, hastily picked flowers from the campus garden tucked into your arm so not to catch attention, blush covering your cheeks

-You talk and talk and talk, but not before you confess yourself, you feel the same and he’s over the moon, hands shaking when he asks if he can kiss you, and it’s just a mere peck

-He’s so cute

-All about acts of service and touch

-Wants to hold your hand, open the door for you, do the laundry, dust the house. Wants to show you he cares by taking care of things for you

-Takes you everywhere, favorite hang out spots soon turn to favorite date spots

-His bed is actually hand made by some ancient sleeping good, you swear

-likes to take things easy and make you laugh

-He’ll tease you occasionally but if you tease him back he’s sooo shy about it and will whine about how unfair and mean you are ( he secretly likes it’s tho)

-Wants all the cute couple jewelry, matching pfp pics, matching bios, all of it he thinks it’s so cute

-Wants the whole world to know how lucky he is to have you, his love is just too big not to share

-supports u in every little thing u do

-will come to every last event u have with flowers and chocolate

-He’s sometimes an evil little shit, especially during Halloween holy hell

-Will trap u in a bear hug while he forces u to watch horror movies with him

-Drags u to haunted houses, makes u do couple consumed with him

-Did I mention He’s so cute bc he rly rly rly is

-as cute and carefree he seems most of the time, he can be a pretty serious dude so make sure to take him seriously!

-treat him well !

#tbz x reader #tbz headcanons #the boyz #the boyz imagines #the boyz x gender neutral reader #changmin fluff #ji changmin #ji changmin x reader #tbz fluff #tbz fic #tbz #kpop imagines #changmin

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peanutpmingib · 2 years

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Divinity, but nothing without you

God!Juyeon x God!Eric

Word count : 4k+

watch it : angst, so much of it. literally a sliver of happiness. outcasting of child. character rebirth, rituals, gods and other beings. talk of death, burdens of immortality. character loosing grip on their existence but doesn’t care ? implied character death, open ending

summary : In his new life Juyeon becomes fascinated with eternity, time and Eric. Gods do not have acquaintances, certainly not friends, and absolutely no lovers, but Juyeon will take on every duty creation has bestowed if it's for Eric.

sorry guys this one’s rough but also my fav work yet, i hope u like it as much as i do !! < 3

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Juyeon doesn’t understand his existence.

“Woven with the stars.”

His mother had told him one day, warm smile on her face while all Juyeon could do was watch. Mouth opened as he mulled it over, well as much as an 8 year old could anyway.

He never understood growing up, why he was the way he was.

While other children of the town would galavant through mud puddles, hands sticky with sweat as they yelled empty threats to each other, Juyeon was kept close to his mother. Left to watch from the kitchen window yearning to be more than just the lonely boy they would glance at in their hurry.

His mother spent her days gently kneading dough, tending to crops. Cleaning him up after each fall from a tree top. Fussing over the bruises that would form after, only to ask how far he made it up this time.

During the night, when most people would huddle next to a fire or sit at large tables sharing a stew, they’d lay in the fields while she would point out each star. He’d sit and drink up every word. Hurriedly asking questions upon questions till his mother deemed it was time for bed. Holding his hand in her left, an oil lamp in the right, a kiss before bed. And the cycle would repeat.

It was always just him and his mother. It was all he knew. His father supposedly succumbed to illness a little after he was born, left the small farm and house for them in his death. The grave still stands in a quiet coroner of the property.

They would tend and sell their crop, occasionally adding bread and dough to the market stall. His life was built on repetition of routine, plant, tend, harvest.

Quiet and quaint they lived their lives. It was them, the farm, the small cottage made home. When he got older Juyeon was allowed to use the scythe when picking ripe crops. And a while later to set up a stand at the market all on his own.

Festivals would come and go, even if he’d be a little envious of the fathers and their children, siblings laughing amongst each other, he'd never ruin it for his mother. It was always her favorite time of year, smiling wide as she let herself walk through the market, not as a seller, but for once a part of the celebratory crowd.

His late teen years would make way for most of the work around the house. His mother was getting older, all the kneading and work that had gone to his upbringing had taken a toll on her, no longer able to lay on the fields each night. Instead they watched from soft woven chairs placed on the porch. She never failed to point out each star.

Late twenties would see the end of his life. One barely lived. He couldn’t find it in himself to cry. He supposed most people would, weep and sob, maybe even run away. But he was chosen. There was nothing else to do. The high priest would come from him at midnight, and the ceremony would begin. A blessing to the stars they called it. His mother cried, he remembers the way he held on to her shaking frame the last few hours left together. But she saw it coming. Woven with the stars she has said all those years ago. And there he was.

He wasn’t afraid of death, not to die, not to pass on. All he feared was leaving behind his mother. She said her last goodbyes, his clothes clutched in her hands, he leaned down for one last kiss to the forehead, and he was gone.

It was a sense of peaceful departure Juyeom did not expect the luxury to have.

They lead him to their temple at the heart of the town. He tried to ignore the stares of the people, all who stayed up to watch their sacrifice walk to his death, but their gazes stuck into him like thick smoke. Clogging his mind and making him itch.

In the temple they cleaned and scrubbed his skin raw, but the unease from the people earlier didn’t wash away with it. He was then in white robes, hands and feet dipped in red, and taken to a freshwater pond deep in the forest. Chants and prayers blessed upon him and then, he was submerged. Stay down. Don’t surface. Your time will come.

He doesn’t remember what happened after, possible sleep, or a coma? It didn’t feel like death. He didn’t feel like this was the end, perhaps more of a new start if anything. It was too calm for him to be at ease, but the thick water only held him tighter at the thoughts, almost feeling his being.

All too soon a hand reached for him, pulling him from the water. Juyeon didn’t sputter or cough. His exit was smooth, almost natural. The forest the same as how he’d seen it walking in.

It wasn’t the priest, not his mother who’d reached in, but a man. Dressed in nothing but a single translucent robe, hands seemingly dipped in the sun. Fabric spilling from the folds where they lay around him in one fluid motion. His gaze as golden as his skin even in the dead of night, soft smile playing on his lips.

“Come Juyeon. We have much to learn.”

So many thoughts raced through his poor mind. How did this man know his name, where is he taking him, is he truly dead? Juyeon didn’t find it in himself to speak nor question, only able to follow deeper into the forest. The chill of the night never touched him despite his damp skin and clothes. Not a single man, nor creature in their path as the man wove through the dense thicket with practiced ease.

Pond water soon came to stand before them once more. Juyeon almost believed they’d gone in an exaggerated circle, faced with the same pond he had been pulled from. But upon close gaze did he see the strange fauna dancing in the silent breeze, trees that stretched so tall their tops allowed none of his precious night to be seen.

The man stopped to glance back at Juyeon, only for a mer second, gently picking up his robes and sliding into the pond. Juyeon mimicked the movements and took a breath, trying to keep his eyes trained on the strange man. The water on impact was comfortable to his skin, welcoming Juyeon in. Crystal clear he could see what seemed to be endless water before him, even though the pond was a mere few feet wide.

The further they traveled the less footing was found, looking ahead he tried to copy the man's movements, who seemed to be floating as he landed on his own path. As the water grew darker, Juyeon was fighting to keep his breath, straining to keep himself from exhaling but the need was too strong, it escaped him in a small sigh. He braced for pain but nome ever came. An experimental inhale gave no resistance and he walked on trying to keep up.

Glimmering fish appeared as the water began to clear, scales so bright Juyeon swore they were made of starlight. As they played the dark water started to clear around them, when he looked back at the fish they looked nothing short of ordinary. Dim scales and sluggish fins.

Water rolled off them in drops as they rose to exit. The man's clothes didn’t seem to keep any of the water, dry as can be. They faced a garden, plethora of fauna to frame it. The man turned to him once more.

“You are chosen, woven with the stars. Are you aware of the weight of those words?”

Juyeon shook his head meekly.

“You are woven with the very stars themselves, and in turn chosen to watch over what they have created. While it is your duty, your fate is yours to decide. But the consequences of your actions are also yours to bear. “

Juyeon blinked. Once. Twice.

“The universe is scarce with her favorable hand, it’s been millennia since it’s last chosen. You are very special Juyeon. Fear not. There are no expectations of you. You’ll meet the others and then are free to do as you please.”

Juyeon nodded, even though he didn't understand half of what was said. Before the man could go he turned to him one last time, “I am Sangyeon. My existence is tied to the universe herself, and all of creation.”

He took his leave, not bothered to gather his robes, and soon became nothing but a wisp in Juyeons vision. Juyeon didn’t know what else to do, so he did the only thing he knew how.

Turned to gaze at the flowering forest, washing over the hues, sweet pollen. He landed on an unsuspecting patch of moss. Gathered himself gently, and laid down on the fauna. His eyes seemed to close all on their own, deep breath in, then out. His mother’s face seemed so far away. The life he once had, paled in comparison.

Jacob would gently wake him with his warm presence. With kind eyes and softer words he let Juyeon rub the sleep out of his eyes and steady himself on a tree stump. He told him to be careful with his responsibilities.

Younghoon who warned him, of what he doesn’t remember.

Jaeyhung came last. Mind somewhere far from there He wished Juyeon good luck, and to avoid getting so lost in the past.

They'd leave soon after and Juyeon slienly tucked himself back into the moss. Sleep never came no matter how hard he begged and willed for it, grabbing at anything he could reach in a furry. Why was this to be his life to live? Chained to duties he didn’t know the meaning too.

Tears fell all too fast, striking the soft moss underneath. If he wasn’t so caught up in pain he would’ve noticed the stars that glimmered in each tear, star dust covering the moss on impact. But his sobs were so broken, so guttural, they consumed him. All of creation could hear.

—

Soon Juyeon lives and learns. He is tied with the stars. As ever lasting as they are, they’re so lonely. Stuck suspended in the existence around them. But Juyeon is tied to them, fated to be as lonely as they are.

Sangyeon is much older than Juyeon used to think. The being can only be described as time itself. When he first rose from a lonely pool within the universe deep thrums of pure chaos did time breathe out. He is Keeper and Watcher of them all. While he doesn’t interfere, he spends what he knows as eternity, weaving through time.

It’s peaceful and Juyeon does what he knows best. Watching. He watches the world, the stars, the universe. He’s not sure how much time has passed, (that’s Sangyeons’ burden), but finds refuge in the same flower shrouded pool he first emerged from. In between all his exploring and traversing through planes, he always finds a way back. Back to the same field of soft moss and bright pollen. He’ll stay for a while this time.

His peaceful haze makes him witness to Sangyeon entering the pool he once guided him through. The memories of what came before his new birth is all but a distant fog.

With what feels to be a blink of an eye Sangyeon walks out with a man behind him.

Kevin.

Young, chosen and tied by the heart of the universe. Kevin is new, but she learns her place quickly. Soon fading away into her eternity. Juyeon doesn’t get to give his words of advice nor does he see her after. He sighs and busies himself one more.

In the little haven the garden has become Juyeon become witness to all who are

birthed anew.

Chanhee comes. Kicking and screaming so to speak. Bound to planets and refuses any duties, cursing the whole universe and begging to be sent back home.

“I don’t fucking want to do this! I don’t care. Please, I just want to go home.” He begs, fists pounding at anything he can reach, tearing flowers by the very root in a fury. Juyeon watches eyebrows twitching but doesn’t interfere. It’s not his place.

Jacob, who appears as quick as he can disappear, is quick to comfort him. Juyeon perks at his arrival. It’s been ages since he’s last seen the older. He doesn’t give any notice to Juyeon, instead focusing solely on Chanhee. Pressing gentle kisses to his tear stained cheeks. Watching his sobs subside to quiet sniffles. Juyeon doesn’t see much of Chanhee after that. Nor of Jacob.

Changmin joins them. Quiet with wide eyes. Unable to do so much as open his mouth. Sangyeon is long gone before he even attempts to emerge from the water. He is guided by the force that drives creation. Yet so timid with all that pulses through him. Juyeon watches him from his perch, up in a canopy top where he takes naps, and soon Changmin takes his steps out of the water, and into his new reality.

Juyeon swears for a second he sees Younghoon take the newcomer by the hand, but no one can be so sure anymore. What does Younghoon even look like? Juyeon doesn’t care to remember the trivial. He’ll do good to remember he used to have a mother who loved him so.

Others pass by but Juyeon doesn’t remember their names, only duties. Time, stars, planet, planet, dark matter, stars.

Then there Eric. A simple name from a simple time long after Juyeons.

He’s the last Sangyeon tells him, it’s the first time they’ve spoken in millennia. Whispered in his ear as Sangyeon walks out.

Eric is young. So, so young. Tied to the stars as Juyeon is, but also to time.

He’s scared, and begs to be told more, to be sent home, anything but the fate he’s destined too. But they all know that can’t be. When Eric emerges from the water trembling as he grips the edge on the pond, the rest file in.

It’s the first time in, well, ever, they’re all gotten together like this. It’s strange having an existence that’s so grounded, never changing. And yet the others who share your same fate are mere fleeting moments. They aren’t friends, not even acquaintances, hell, Juyeom doesn’t even know the majority of their names.

They’ve all grown into their duties. Chanhee no longer screams, but carries a sense of added dignity with his movements. Knowing eyes that reflect all he’s seen.

Eric brings them all together.

Juyeon watches him with careful eyes from afar, never straying too close. Always dancing around any space they might share, quick to duck his head and dissolve into his endless duties. He is tied with the stars after all. Even those that are blessed with solar systems stay so far from their planets, cursed with an eternal waiting game of planetary orbitals. And stars need tending, constantly, but he finds room to watch. It’s what he's good at after all.

He watches Eric command the cosmos, twisting each star to bend to his desires, floating in fleeting moments throughout planes, outlasting even the oldest creations with his youth. The galaxies need not be commanded, following in suit with the stars that dance and gimmer in their internal existence. Time is ever pressing, but for Eric, it’s nothing but an old friend. Who is as old as creation itself, when the universe breathed its first breath did time follow. Juyeon still doesn’t understand those who are tied to something so seemingly uncontrollable. Yet Eric, all but laughs while he does so. The first time Juyeon sees time be twisted, not from a canopy miles away, but to bear witness himself, is a blessing. Even among these gods in the sky, Juyeon thinks Eric will outlast them all.

Juyeon comes to a conclusion, Eric is so much like him. Perhaps it is the curse of the stars. But Eric is so alone in this existence.

Juyeon also begins to be present for the presence of the others much more. He and Sangyeon spend more comfortable moments sharing silence, even Jacob will find a way up to the canopy’s and moss to do nothing more than share time. It’s the only thing they can give to each other after all, the internal time they all have constantly rushing beneath their hands.

It’s partially due to Eric, Constantly asking questions, begging to be told stories and tall tales. His wonder for their world bridges the gap between all of them. Those of stars and time begin to cross not only paths but lives as well. No longer bound by the unspoken rule of similar or same obligations. Those of chaos are no longer hidden, but walk freely beyond their confines. They begin to live, not just serve.

They all give Eric what he wants. It’s hard to say no when he asks so politely, eyes big and bottom lip jutting out, following any and everyone with their robes gently clenched in his hands. He’s their youngest, and it is their responsibility to teach.

The first time Eric speaks to Juyeon it’s like a star has ruptured inside him. Hot gas spilling, bursting over the very fabric interwoven within him.

“I'm not sure we’ve spoken yet. I’m Eric.”

Juyeon doesn’t reply for a while, he doesn’t know how. Here Eric is, after what must be eons of silent watching, he is right before him. All Eric does is smile at him ever so sweetly, playing with the stardust coating his fingers.

“I was wondering about the stars? I’m not sure how to keep them within the boundaries. And you are the oldest tied to them, correct?”

Juyeon blinks. Once. Twice.

“The stars?” He croaks out after an eternity has passed. Eric nods quickly.

Juyeon smooths out his robes, trying to collect himself, “One can not govern the stars. The boundaries mean nothing to them. It is our job to work around their driving desires. “

Eric eats every word up, brows furrowed. He mulls it over, and for a second Juyeon sees within him a small 8 year old boy staring up at his mother in a dark field. Juyeon blinks his reflection away.

Eric’s voice interrupts him, “But, if our role is to simply follow after them, why is it we are called tied? They have nothing of us to be burdened with, but we are to carry their weight.”

Juyeon shakes his head, “we are tied, we bear their weight and are burdened with their loneliness, and they travel with our conscious minds through all of existence.“

“They feel?” Eric asks hopefully. There’s a hidden meaning there. Can we feel?

“What we do. It is mirrored on them. It’s why control and temperament are so important for all that are tied with them. One gets carried away, and the stars will as well. And without ones stars, there is no need for us.”

“Does that mean we cannot feel?”

“No. We can, if you are willing to face the consequences that will garner.”

“What ? Consequences ?”

Juyeon takes his leave.

——-

Eric’s frolicking through the stars have captured not only Juyeons attention, but mind as well. He spends more and more of his days thinking of the younger being. Yearns to be closer, closer till they intertwin. He doesn’t try to shake the thoughts anymore, it’s no use. He waves away one and five take its place. Instead he welcomes the ideas that swirl inside him.

Eric, as if being able to sense being thought of, pops into the garden one day. The pond has long stilled, but flowers bloom as intensely as ever. Juyeon doesn’t try to run this time, he moves gently to make room on his favorite canopy, and Eric takes it. Sighing in glee when the leaves meet with his exposed skin softly.

They sit like that for who knows how long, caught up in each other’s presence, but long enough till they are tugged their separate ways by creation. But they meet as often as they dare. Sangyeon only stares when he finds them tangled together, quickly scampering away.

Juyeons yearning to be more, feel more, is granted to him one day. Eric’s soft hands feel more magical than any stars embrace. His lips dance brighter on his skin than any celestial body has or ever will. It’s so easy to get lost in all Eric had to offer, so easy to give in to his desires. He can feel music each time Eric smiles at him, comes to see him. He swears Eric makes the universe sing. Eric only laughs, it’s all for you, he says to Juyeon.

For you for you for you for you.

Sangyeon is the one to find them once more. No longer in friendly entanglement, but in words too grave to speak, hushed voices whispered against the shell of an ear. But creation will always hear, she beckons her oldest. And Sangyeon is, bound to her will.

He is a slave to her, doomed, and blessed all the same. Because for Sophrosyne, this is his eternity. He, in all sense, will never die. The biggest curse he bears, is the true eternal existence none of the others will ever taste. While he begs for death, it will never cast a glance his way. The others may doom themselves, the universe may no longer have a need for one, but never him. He is her first, and that he will stay.

It pains him to separate the beauty they have created, but he can not allow for another to fall. The divinity that runs through them can not be lost. He can not see them doom each other.

With a heavy heart he casts them to their silent abodes. Creation runs silent.

——-

Surprisingly, Jacob comes to visit all on his own, not sent or called on. Hesitantly finding his way up the canopy and joins Juyeon. They sit in silence, but all too aware of what this meeting means. Jacob is the first to break it, even if it pains him.

“You can not keep doing this.”

Juyeon doesn’t reply, this time not out of his inability, but out of spite. Why is it that he must give up his joy on this dim world? Even one covered with stars and celestial bodies as theirs is, it’s nothing without Eric.

“You’ll fade Juyeon…you’ll never see another light. We’re all worried, it can’t happen again I- we can lose you.“ Netik tries to plead.

Juyeon leaves soon after.

——-

Juyeon once more hides away like a coward, checking and recking on celestial bodies that just look on at his skittish behavior. But this time, he loses his grip on what he has come to know. His reality, his enternatiy, all that has made him divinity slips from his grasp. Juyeon is no longer guiding and aiding the stars. He’s found himself being dragged along by them, stardust invading his will and commanding its own, he coughs it out till it’s all he can see. He falls from the canopy, tries to grab the moss, but it all but hisses at his touch.

For the first time, Juyeon is afraid of death.

It wasn’t when his mother sobbed in his arms, standing in front of the withered priest, submerged under water, or when he was first faced with Sangyeon. It is now, when he realizes what he has done. Fallen from the graces of creation, let himself feel.

The stars fade. And along with them he goes. And as his light dims, he knows Eric’s never will.

Put to rest. He hopes to see his mother soon.

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