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[anyway-i-love-vanderwood]

Is it possible to ask for domestic bf/gf headcanons for the minor trio ¿? Thanks in advance ~!

✿ I’m so weak for happy domesticity.

V

all this man ever wanted was a happy, domestic life. 

Seriously, it’s been his dream since he was a child! His parents were weird and absent, Jumin’s dad was… Jumin’s dad, and V has otherwise lead an isolated existance. All he knows of a happy marriage is what he sees on TV, and growing up, he desperately fantasized about having something like that.

He thought he’d had that with Rika, but - well.

well.

V’s life has not been everything he ever hoped and dreamed.

Until he met you, he thought that maybe… those dreams were just that, dreams, ephemeral and transient and something he could never grasp with his own two hands. But you showed him love, happiness, and a light as sweet and gentle as the glow of the fireflies in the summertime, and V tentatively begins to hope.

V begins to find out what a happy routine is like.

He wakes up earlier than you, so he puts on coffee for you both. He’s absentminded sometimes, so you’re the one who does the laundry and folds the clothes, and V does the dishes, because you’re the one who usually cooks, and he thinks it’s Only Polite.

Gradually, spare surfaces in your home are covered with various forms of ornamental cactus. V is minimalist, so, aside from his photographs hanging on the wall and the clothes in his closet, it’s the only real sign that he lives there, too.

V takes pictures of every happy occasion. Valentine’s Day? Your birthday? His birthday, where you make him a cactus cake just because you thought it’d be funny? 

He fills a photo album with these memories, and the regular, random, everyday bullshit that he decides to capture with his camera.

It’s a little strange to you, because V’s photographs are so amazing that… he should be taking pictures of amazing, momentous subjects, right? But V doesn’t feel like that at all.

To him, this regular, everyday life is amazing and momentous. The fact that he has a routine with you is incredible.

V takes pictures of what makes him happy, and you trudging into the kitchen to make blueberry pancakes for him every weekend makes him happier than anything in the world.

Unknown (Saeran)

this boy has no experience with domesticity and it’s weird you’re weird this is weird WHAT’S GOING ON.

You have to teach him to do all this mundane bullshit. How to fold laundry! How to wash the sheets! How to run the dishwasher, because while he’s basically a hacking god he’s never washed anything in his life and thinks that the humming sound it makes is the work of the devil.

(seriously, the washing machine makes a clunking sound the first time he tries to start it and he goes into panic mode thinking it’s going to explode.)

One day you walk into him having an argument with the TV because it WON’T DISPLAY PICTURE and HE TURNED IT ON THE LIGHT IS ON HE SEES THE POWER BUTTTON IS LIT UP WHAT IS GOING ON

sweetie it’s set to the wrong input.

He’s also Not Super Great with the neighbors. Like old little lady Kim tries to say hello to him and he insults her hat and runs inside to hide.

(luckily that is smoothed over by introducing him to little old lady Kim’s dog, who he loves and cherishes and wants to protect.)

Saeran starts putting food out for the stray cats because he Feels Bad, and you end up starting a cat sanctuary in your back yard without meaning to.

this is fine, you suppose, it’s about what you expected.

Every evening when you get home from work and if Saeran isn’t busy with his freelance programming work, the two of you cuddle and watch TV. (Though it should be said that cuddling with Saeran is more like him sprawling across your lap like a needy animal.)

It’s in these peaceful moments where you’re like - yeah. Yeah, okay.

This is pretty good. 

Despite everything, things are going to be okay.

Vanderwood

Never once did Mary Vanderwood the III expect to be domestic, but they’re actually pretty good at it.

They are hyper organized. They put a white-board on the wall and there’s a meticulously neat white board listing all the chores that need doing them and who’s doing them that day.

(Seriously, they must have drawn the lines with a ruler!)

You make them a bagged lunch in the morning, and always include a sweet note for them to find during their workday. On the weekends, they wake up early and make you a full breakfast, complete with pancakes, bacon, and eggs done exactly the way you like them.

They’re pretty good with the neighbors. They form friendships with some of the other house wives and house husbands around and share cooking tips, cleaning tips, and general home maintenance woes.

ok but Vanderwood would love buying cooking magazines and would collect home decorating tips on pinterest.

Vanderwood is the type of person who buys fancy sugars, salts, and spices, so your cooking cabinet is an amalgamation of exotic (but really good tasting!) ingredients.

They’re always trying new things to make your house cute and homey and it’s adorable.

The two of you read together in the evenings, with their arm around you and your books in your respective laps, and sometimes you’ll read them a line you really like, and they’ll do the same for you.

[hqbabecanons]

Kuroo maybe asking out a shy girl from one of his classes? Sorry if I wrote it wrong but I love your writings! have a good day!

♡She's painfully shy, as he could witness in his physics class and when talking to her

♡He's at a bit of a loss as to what he should do

♡He knows he shouldn't make a big show out of it, so somewhere like the roof or after school where there's less people

♡He has his plan all set out but when the time comes he’s a blubbering mess

♡He's a hot mess okay? He's a dork

♡Actually asks her out after he asked her to stay for his practice

♡Aka the whole team witness what a blubbering dork he is

♡(Get rekt Tetsurou)

♡She’s blushing like crazy and he's blushing like crazy

♡She looks like she's not breathing and he panics™

♡Tetsurou walks her home, talking about some miscellaneous science things and volleyball

♡When they get close to her home she turns to Tetsurou

♡She doesn't meet his gaze but she clasps one of his hands in hers (him resisting the urge to bring her into his chest) as she says yes, she would like to go out with him

♡Tetsurou squeezes her hand, nodding, saying he’ll be here the next morning to go to school with her

♡She turns bright red as a shy smile graces her lips before turning and all but bolting to her home

♡He watches her go, a dorky smile on his face before he continues towards his own home

[haikyuu-attic]

NO plEa Ily ;(( will you be searching for new admins or have anyone co the blog till u come back ?

ILY TOO ;-; After some thought I decided against getting a new admin. As Saiko said many moons ago, I am a goof and the idea of having someone running the blog I’ve invested blood, sweat, and tears (not really) into would make me feel a bit odd, even if I knew them. So, while I’m gone, this will just be an archive type blog. Sorry :^(

[cr-international-official]

My "best friend" is always picking a (verbal) fight with someone at least once a week, and for the past few weeks it's been me and I'm so done because she just apologizes and I always unintentionally forget and move on and she still has the decency to call us "besties", but when she does I just feel like spitting out that best friends shouldn't treat their best friends the same way she treats me. I'm sorry, I'm normally a quiet, happy & shy it's nice to get this out there.

Talking about things can make people feel better. Speaking of which, talk to her about this issue. It’s compromising your friendship and making your life harder than it has to be.

If someone is dragging you down, cut them out.

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Yea

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Hail the Great Egg 👍

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I thought we had something special

Had something subway, which was what she was told to me.