Hiii~ i love your headcanons :)) what do you think domestic moments with the creeps look like? And maybe mtf or gn reader if that's okay
Aww thank you <3!
Slender:
A quiet moment in the library, you have a good book and a cozy warm drink, he's writing in his journal, the fire crackles, it's simple but perfect
Offender:
Cooking breakfast with him, he's got the radio on, he sings and dances around the kitchen, he's so alive, all his movements smooth and sensual, somehow there is pancake batter all over both of you, but he leans in and steals a kiss anyway
Jeff:
Sitting on the floor of his room, going through his polaroid collection, he tells stories about every picture you ask about, he's got the glint of nostalgia in his eyes, it's really nice
Nina:
Hanging out in her bedroom sharing a pair of earbuds plugged into her beat up mp3 player, she sings along to every single song, she's so unapologetic about what she loves, it's inspiring
Jane:
Helping her pick out an outfit, lacing her corset in the back for her, looking through all her chokers and belts and boots, she's so beautiful despite what she says about herself, you wrap your arms around her and kiss the edge of her mask, she's perfect to you
EJ:
It's quiet, he's running his fingers over a page of braille in a book his reading, you're leaning up against him half watching, half dozing, you can hear the purr as it rumbles quietly in their chest, it's so soothing
LJ:
You're in your room, paper and pencils and markers and crayons are strewn around the floor, he's humming as he colors with you, you watch him kick his legs as he's laying on his stomach, you trade drawings back and forth
Ben:
It's raining outside, you're both sitting on your bed with a DS playing pokemon together, each time one of you gets a new pokemon you talk about what to name it together, you can hear the rain patter against the window as you both laugh
Toby:
It's fall, the world has become warm shades of yellow and orange and red even as it gets colder, it's hoodie season, he let's you borrow one of his jackets, it smells like wood smoke and coffee, you get hot chocolate to keep your hands warm as you walk through the woods with him
Doby:
He knows exactly what it feels like to not be at home in your skin, talking with him feels safe and comfortable, it's a long twisting road but he wants to walk it with you, he'll hold your hand until you feel like you've found your way back home
Tim:
It's cigarettes and cheap beer with Tim, chapped lips and brused knuckles, his hands brush against yours as he leans out over the balcony, there's a sadness in him, a past that haunts him, but you take his hand and lean your head on his shoulder anyway, he might be troubled, but trouble never scared you
Brian:
He smiles, it's always mischievous, he liked to bend things until they break, he likes to throw caution to the wind, being around him is like giving a big middle finger to the rules, he cracks a joke and you laugh so hard you choke, he's always walking a tightrope, he tells you not think about falling, but you know you already fell for him
