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slightlystupidhun · 5 months

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Niente

Part 1, Part 2

A band AU I’m writing! Sorry if it’s bad! There is no magic in this universe, just music! @puffin-smoke did an amazing Redacted Band AU that you should check out too!

Niente; To nothing; indicating a diminuendo which fades completely away…

It was a cool fall evening in the shaw household, the lights of the house emitting a warm feeling from the outside. It had been half a year since Gabriel Shaw took Tank in. Their parents had dropped them off to study with David and just never came to pick them up. Tank remembers so vividly how the phone rang, and rang, and rang but no one picked up. Gabe refused to let them leave on their own so he took them in, they were just a few months away from turning 18.

Tank had not intended to join the “family” band either. It was more of something that happened to them. One day while paroling the house they saw that one of David's old electric guitars was left out in the living room. The black guitar with red paint splattered on it, giving the impression of blood, was so appealing to Tank they simply couldn't resist. They had practiced acoustic guitar, but had little experience on electric. They only remembered what little their father taught them when he attempted to play, the instrument never sounding right in his hands.

They picked it up, it was already plugged into the amp, and looked around the room. Pausing for a moment, waiting to hear if anyone had come into the house, they were pleased to find that they were still home alone. David and Gabe left for a meeting for their band. David was the drummer, Asher was the singer, and Milo played bass. Their old electric guitarist, Asher's sister, left for a different band. The first few notes they strummed on the guitar sent electricity through their veins. They strummed again, becoming obsessed with the sound. It fully represented them, their thoughts, feelings, their whole being. They began strumming out the chords to an AC/DC song their dad tried playing, thunderstruck. It was the a simple standard they knew how to play on electric.

The music soared from the guitar and filled the room. Tank started playing with the strings and improving their own melodies. They were so wrapped up in the song that they didn't hear Gabe and David enter the house. They didn't see the pair walk into the living room. The sound enveloping the house was completely theirs, like they owned the instrument. No one could replicate the way they played. Even if they weren't perfect at it they were still so alluring.

As Tank strummed the last chord on the guitar, Gabe stepped forward and applauded. Their head snapped up, fiery eyes meeting his warm ones. A slight blush spread across their face and they quickly stepped away and set the guitar on the soft green couch next to them.

“I… I… sorry…” They mumbled out. “I wont touch it again…”

“No! Don’t say sorry. In fact, you were quite good. Ever played before now kid?” Gabe asked moving over to pick up David's old guitar.

“No… not really. I mean I've been playing acoustic guitar a little, or I used to with my da… with you know.” They kicked their feet on the hardwood floor..

“Well my band is looking for a guitarist. I'm sure Dad would be willing to teach you. He taught Asher's sister.” David said, nudging Tanker with his shoulder.

“Me?” Tank asked.

“Absolutely! I will! You’re in the band Tank!” Gabe cheers as he wraps an arm around Tank. “I’ll start teaching you tomorrow.”

That is how they ended up where they were now. On a large stage opening for a band that Tank has been a fan of for a while now. They were called Tooth&Fang. Tank was practically in love with Quinn, the lead singer. He was attractive and very, very charismatic.

As their set came to a close as David rattled the symbol one final time. The whole band waved as Asher yelled out one final time.

“Thank you everyone! We are DxW! You have a good night!” He and the band ran off stage, high fiving one another. Tank stood on the outside avoiding the three’s cheers.

“Hello~” A sly voice spoke into Tank's ear. Tanks eyes widened, immediately recognizing the voice. They pivoted to see the mischievous grin on the face of Quinn Fox, the lead singer they're practically in love with. “Well aren't you, a spitfire. You played that electric like a star, precious.”

Tank was on cloud nine. Quinn even offered to meet them in his dressing room after the show.

“No.” David said, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall in the alley way. The band was packing their equipment up in their van.

“What? Why not? He literally just wants to meet up!” Tank pleaded, waving their arms about.

“No. No super famous 28 year old rockstar wants to meet with a 19 year old, just to chat and hang out. I've heard about his reputation…”

“But you haven't seen his reputation have you. You haven't experienced it first hand. You have no idea whether or not it's true!” They pointed their finger into David's chest, knowing it would irritate him.

“Tank. No. And get your finger off my chest dumbass.” David's eyes lit up with anger.

“I'm going. I am 19 fucking years old. I am old enough to choose what I am gonna do with and where I am going to spend my time.” They pivoted on their heels and began walking back inside.

“Tank stop!” David yelled at them before crossing his arms and standing firm. “I’ll tell Dad.”

Those three words stopped Tanker in their tracks. Was he serious? He was going to rat on them and play tattle tail. Furrowing their brows and balling their hands into fists they walked back over to David. “I hate you.”

The next two days the only time Tank spoke to David was if he directed them to do something in the band. They were pissed off at him. How the hell was he able to control what they did? And the fact that he threatened them with telling Gabe. They continued to ignore him and mope around until their phone buzzed. They looked at their instagram feed and saw a message from Quinn_The_Vamp.

#redacted asmr #redacted audios #redacted darlin #redacted david #milo redacted #redacted asmr asher #redacted fanfic #redacted quinn #redactedasmr #redacted asher #redacted band AU #redacted asmr david #redacted tank

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galaxyg1204 · 1 month

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Redacted Band AU

DAMN

• Damien: Lead guitarist

• Huxley: Drummer

• Gavin: Rhythm guitarist

• FL: Rapper

• Coworker: Vocalist

• Lasko: Manager

Shaw Pack

• David: Bass guitarist

• Asher: Drummer

• Milo: Rhythm guitarist

• Darlin: Lead guitarist and Vocalist

Vamps

• Vincent: Keyboardist

• Sam: Bass guitarist

• Porter: Lead guitarist

• Lovely: Vocalist (ex DAMN vocalist)

Others

• Angel & Baaabe: Duo

- SH is their manager

• Alexis: Ex Vamp Drummer

• K*dy: Ex soloist (used to be a duo with Coworker) (quit after getting exposed (fuck you bitch you know what the fuck you did))

• Cutie: Soloist

- Honey is their manager

#i thought of this listening to determinate by lemonade mouth #redacted audio #redacted au #redacted band au

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mar-the-magician · 2 years

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Okay so the Shaw Pack but it’s a band AU, anybody remember that gem?

Now I’m a firm believer in the ”Asher is the drummer” headcanon

BUT

If he was the guitarist

This is a song he would play

#Spotify #spotify #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted shaw pack #redacted shifters #redacted asmr david #redacted asmr milo #redacted asmr asher #redacted davey #redacted david #redacted milo greer #redacted milo #redacted asher #redacted band AU #shifters band AU #shaw pack band AU #music

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alexotls · 21 days

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regular no-stands no-mafia college au that sort of also turned into band au...? for legal purposes i do not endorse diavolo's incorrect guitar opinions

#enjoy the shitty king crimson (the band) vs metallica (the band) joke #shoutout to pipartuuli for the idea of diavolo being insufferable in religious studies LOL #diavolo #vinegar doppio #diavolo jojo #risotto nero #donatella una #enrico pucci #jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #vento aureo #golden wind #college au #my art #some of these were originally for [redacted] but thats probably never happening so i just drew them here instead.... iykyk

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sweetheart-ashy · 6 months

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firmly believe asher can play the drums, also firmly believe milo can play the guitar. the shaw pack had(has) a band. change my mind.

#please someone write a band au story i beg of you #redacted asher #asher talbot #redacted milo #milo greer #redacted david #david shaw #band au #redacted audio

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itsdaifuku · 1 year

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hehe @verrverii babyyy and me did an art trade and i chose to draw their band au with their angel as the lead singer singing 'still into you' by paramore. there is a special seat saved just for david.. but who was there instead?? MICHAEL

so that was basically the scene i tried to draw (i might have made michael a tad bit too hot but oh well, fanservice :P)

Tag list:

@sojutsu, @riverflowsanywherebuthere, @dormienschas, @mainhoesstuff, @darlin-collins, @angelcactus, @suniani, @verrverii, @ashtonsdrumstixs, @annahhopee, @teaseat

#redacted asmr #redactedverse #redacted fanart #redacted headcanons #fanart #redacted shaw pack #redacted audio #redactedasmr #redacted angel #redacted michael #lol i gave michael a tag #rock band au #daifuku's sketches

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the-great-gullon-incident · 8 months

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Umber: Alvar is a strings kid. We must sacrifice them to the band gods. Brant: Yes. Rayni: You're right. It'd be a good initiation for me. Alvar: Wait, guys, what about the truce we signed- Trix: What truce? Umber: *sigh* The truce that we must destroy all the choir kids and leave the strings alone. Gethen: Wait, I'm a choir kid! Everyone else: *prepares for sacrifice*

#kotlc #keeper of the lost cities #kotlc au #keeper of the lost cities au #kotlc human au #kotlc incorrect quotes #incorrect kotlc quotes #neverseen incorrect quotes #neverseen au #neverseen band au #umber kotlc #brant redacted #rayni aria #alvar vacker #trix kotlc #gethen ondsinn

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goatpunches · 2 years

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greedy mobei jun

#this is so messy slsndksk #sorry i can’t get off the top!sqh needy!mbj agenda #but i left some little silly easter eggs in this ENJOY #do they count as easter eggs if they’re obvious #anyway sqh is late for a meeting bc he was [redacted] the bassist for the band he manages #it’s fine everyone just ignores them #band au #moshang #shang qinghua #mobei jun #scum villain self saving system #svsss #mxtx #fanart

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missygoesmeow · 2 years

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i am your angel of music!

#my brain is attached to this au so much #the papa of the abbey is there inside your [redacted]#i would sell my soul to hear him sing any song from poto #music of the night? id pass away #papa iii #phantom terzo #phantom papa #the band ghost #poto #my-art

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nat-seal-well · 2 years

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I will sell my kidneys for that band au I need it

I’m glad you’re enjoying it as much as I am! I have a couple other thoughts floating around in my head, so you can have these, too 💙

(A continuation of this post, for anyone who hasn’t seen it, lol)

Magic is still a thing, so they’re all still shifters

Milo plays the drums

Davey’s the lead vocalist

Darlin’ plays the guitar, too. Because I love them and I want them to be included.

The band name is, like, Crying Wolf or something like that. It’s a corny inside joke only they know. Well, them, and anyone empowered who’s a fan.

I want to say that they have Nightwish vibes just because I really, really like Nightwish. (A lot of their stuff is about nature and, well. The shifters are wolves, so I think it works.)

Babe and Angel are coworkers. Angel invited them to the concert, because they ended up with an extra ticket after someone canceled. It was the first time Babe heard of them.

Angel fought their way up to the stage because “go big or go home” is the phrase they live by. The second Babe saw Asher (and heard him play) they had a bit of a crush.

Asher noticed them, too. He saw them in the crowd because they were right there and he smiled at them. Babe denies swooning.

(They totally swooned.)

#anonymous #redacted asmr #redacted asher #redacted babe #redacted davey #david shaw #redacted angel #redacted milo #redacted darlin #redactedverse au #band au

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blair-witxh · 1 year

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Would anyone be interested in a redacted asmr band au mostly focused on milo and sweetheart?

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redacted david #redacted sam #redacted milo #redacted sweetheart #redacted tank #redacted asher #redacted vincent #redacted lovely #band au

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slightlystupidhun · 5 months

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Niente

Part 1, Part 2

A band AU I’m writing! Sorry if it’s bad! There is no magic in this universe, just music! @puffin-smoke did an amazing Redacted Band AU that you should check out too!

CW: Grooming, use of drugs,drug abuse, Kody, Blake, Quinn

Niente; To nothing; indicating a diminuendo which fades completely away…

Tanks Eyes lit up as they saw the message from Quinn. They were so enthralled to be in contact with him. They quickly thumbed open the message and silently read it to themself.

QUINN: Hey Precious, you didn't stick around the other night? Was it that you wanted to stand me up, or your brootish brother was hiding you away?

Tank smiled to themself and bit their lip. They slightly laughed at Quinns descriptor of David

TANK: We had to leave pretty quickly unfortunately… T-T

QUINN: Well, I have another gig tonight if you wanted to show… But if you don't, I'll just assume you hate me ;)

TANK: I don’t have band practice tonight so I could… but I don’t have a ride and I’d have to sneak out… seems like too much trouble…

QUINN: What are you afraid of a little trouble?

TANK: No…

QUINN: I’ll come pick you up… Text me your address and I’ll be there by 7:30 precious.

Tank smiled to themself as they sent him their address. This was their chance to get close to him, to get to know the singer they had been such a fan of since they were fifteen. They quickly got dressed and ready to go, taking a little more care than usual into what they looked like. Opening their window they scanned their room once more before crawling out. Lights beamed directly at them, flickering on and off twice, just as they told Quinn to do. They walked over to the all black Rolls Royce and quickly got in.

“Hello Precious.” Quinn smiled at them. “Have a fun time crawling through your window?”

“Oh, it was thrilling.” They spoke sarcastically as they fastened their seatbelt. Quinn drove off shortly after that.

“So, how long have you been playing?” Quinn asked as he peeked over at them through the corner of his eyes.

“I’ve only been playing electric guitar for about a year and a half… but I’ve been playing acoustic for about six years…” They spoke using their hands to add emphasis to their words.

“Ahh so you’re pretty fresh to the scene then? Want some advice?” Quinn smiles over at them.

They look at him for a moment, their eyes turning bright, THE Quinn Fox was offering them advice. “Sure.” they nodded trying to play it cool.

“If a devilishly handsome musician from a pretty famous band asks you to go somewhere, you say no. Unless of course that man is me.” He smiled at them cheekily. “Some men out there want the wrong things and use their fans. Not me though. I see your true talent…. You are truly remarkable, Tank.”

They felt their face flush as they nodded at his words. Their bright orbs staring into his oddly dark ones. “Okay…”

The concert went on as usual and Quinn performed with such charisma that anyone would fall for him. “Temptation eyes, Looking through my, my, my soul.” Quinn sung out and glanced over at Tank smirking at them, as if he was singing to them. After the show they waited backstage in his dressing room for him.

They looked around at the posters and costumes set up in the room. They heard the familiar turning of the door knob and sat up properly, waiting for the band to enter. Once they did, Quinn took the liberty of introducing everyone.

“Alright everyone this is Tanker from that group that opened for us a few days ago, DxW… And Tank This is Kody, our Drummer.” He said pointing over to Kody, a man with Tan skin and dark blue hair, his eyes were an icy blue and he looked at Tank with an off putting smile. “This is Blake, our Electric Guitarist.” He pointed at a rather plain looking man, he had brown hair and a piercing on his lip, however, his dark brown eyes sent a shiver down Tank's spine, their instincts telling them to run. “And this ray of sunshine is our bass guitarist Vega.” He looked over his shoulder at the man with magenta locks and hazel eyes. The man was sat up in the corner taking a long drag of his cigarette, already separating himself from the group. He didn't seem as scary as the others.

“Ever had a cig?” Quinn asked Tank as he sat down next to them on the couch and put his arm around them.

“No… I don’t smoke really…” Uncertainty rang out in their tone as Quinn handed them the lit cigarette.

“Well we can't have that now can we? How about you give it a go?” He nudged them on the shoulder as they took the cigarette. “It's easy…just suck and blow.” He spoke in a flirty tone as he leaned closer to them, “You can do that can’t you?” His lips ghosted across their ear, sending chills down their spine.

They nodded, taking the cigarette into their mouth, they inhaled the smoke and fell into a coughing fit, their cheeks turning red. The group around them laughed and their faces heated up with embarrassment. They quickly handed the cigar back to Quinn.

“Aww can’t handle a little puff pup.” Kody spoke in a gross intoxicating voice.

“Don’t you fucking call me that.” Tank spoke firmly, their tone low.

“Ooh a feisty little rat you brought along Quinn.” Kody huffed out a laugh. “I bet they’d be fun to play with.” Kody moved over to and reached a hand out for them before it was whacked away.

“Have some fucking tact, asshat.” A smooth voice spoke. Tank looked up to meet Vega, his cigarette hanging loosely from his lips as he glared at Kody. “This kid is like half your age, don’t play with them like that…”

“Ever the protector of justice is our Vega,” Quinn spoke patronizingly, sarcasm dripping from his voice. “Relax Vega, their nineteen. They’re an adult, old enough to make their own choices.”

“Barely…” Vega mumbles under his breath.

After Quinn dropped them back home Tank tried to sneak through their window as quickly and as quietly as possible.They slid up the window and swung their leg over the ledge, pulling themself through. They made it in, safely, and presumably unsuspected. They quickly turned around and shut the window, making sure to latch it shut. That's when their bedroom light flicked on. They didn't dare turn around to face who caught them.

“Have fun Kiddo?” Gabes voice echoed through their room. His tone indicated that he was not genuinely asking and he was actually quite upset.

“Gabe, Uhm Hi…?” Tank asked, sweating bullets. They finally turned around to face him to see him leaning in their doorway.

“Hi.” He spoke out as he moved two steps into their room, shutting the door behind him.

“What's up?” Tank said folding their arms and biting their lip, a dead giveaway that they were nervous.

“What's up is that when I knocked on my child's door at eight, they didn't answer, so I walked in the room to make sure they were okay, and they weren't there. Crazy Right?” He folded his arms, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “So naturally I go to David to ask if he knew of any plans they had, and guess what? He Didn't. But he did let me know that they were possibly out with a famous rockstar almost double their age. So I waited in their room until.” He paused to check his watch. “Around 4:33am when they tried sneaking back into their bedroom. That's what's up, Tanker.”

“I’m Sorry, I should've told you, I just didn't want you to freak out, or say no.” They said sitting on their bed.

“And I would've said no. You should not be hanging out ALONE with four fully grown men.” He said, giving them a stern look.

“Dad, I’m nineteen years old. I’m an adult.” They said huffing and rolling their eyes..

“Okay First, drop the attitude. And Second, even IF you think you qualify as an ‘Adult’ you will always be my kid.” He moved closer to them, sitting on their bed. “I don’t approve of you hanging out with them alone. I have a bad feeling about it. But since you are an adult I can’t physically stop you. Please be smart. I know you can be.”

“Dad, I’m literally just hangin. I’m smart enough to think for myself! I’m not an idiot.”

“I know you aren't an idiot, I just want you to use your brain here! I don’t want you to get hurt.” He said in a slightly exhausted tone.

“Well, I’ll be fine. I can take care of myself. They wouldn't hurt me dad. Besides, David is probably much too scary for them to even think about hurting me.” They joked.

“Kid, I’m serious, I don't trust them.” He stands up and moves to the door.

“I’m literally fine. It's whatever, I’m just gonna go to bed.” They roll their eyes and lay down.

“We’ll talk about this later.” He says as he closes their door. They knew they were already infatuated with Mr.Fox and wanted to spend as much time with him as they could. Something about him made them feel special.

Tank only fell deeper in with Quinn after Gabes passing. The whole Band was on the way back from a concert, Gabe deciding to drive the truck, leaving the Band in the bus. As they were passing a light, a Drunk driver failed to stop and crashed head on into his truck. Tank remembers running out of the bus, alongside David and rushing over to Gabe. By the time they got to him he was already too far gone. He couldn't speak, couldn't move, he only smiled at them, tears rushing down his cheeks, as he drifted off to sleep for the last time. Tank stopped including themself in the group outside of concerts and band practice. Milo ended up bringing in his partner as the band's new manager to help the transition from Gabe running everything.

Things continued like this for the next few months, Tank would sneak out and meet up with Quinn and his band. Fortunately, DxW was also growing in popularity, so they played more gigs which allowed Tank to slip away easier since everyone was so tired. Slowly the group introduced Tank to a whole new attitude and way of life, As well as a few substances to kickstart their addiction both to the band and to the drugs.

Quinn also began getting more physically intimate with Tank. He would find himself being close to them, and even kissing them often before it would branch out into full on makeout sessions. The first time Quinn kissed Tank they were both sitting on the couch. He slowly leaned over and let his lips touch theirs. His lips were dry and hot and it never felt right but again, Tank was addicted to Quinn. Addicted to finding out his deepest darkest secrets. Addicted to the attention. Addicted to knowing someone who seemed to want them.

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A/N: song credit- Temptation Eyes- The Grass Roots

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spookybeandoodle · 2 years

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Alexis, Quinn, and Adam forming a band just to rival against Lovely, Vincent, Bright Eyes, and Frederick (Darlin supports them with Sam being their manager).

I still think about this au a lot and I still want to draw it at some point.

#redacted asmr #band au #I was just thinking about this again #oof I really gotta learn to stick to an idea cause I just keep hoping around

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writingmochi · 2 months

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character introduction via instagram profile!

cast: heeseung ✗ fem.reader

synopsis: when you told your long-term rival and latest hook-up, heeseung, that you are pregnant with his child; you didn't expect said topic to be involved in your rivalry!

genre: romantic comedy, slice of life, coming-of-age, slow burn, drama, rivals since childhood to [redacted], college/university au, pregnancy au, future parents au, fluff, angst, mature content (explicit smut)

taglist? closed

release: part 1 out now

message from the moon: THIS IS NOT A SMAU cause i think using social media profile (and a little description) can describe a character so much. i think that this fic can prosper more as a written fic with the intricacies between hee and (y/n)'s complex relationship ;) also, this is 2/2 out of my bday gift to yall

(L/N)(Y/N) aka meg march: business management major at hybe uni. mitski fan. part-time daycare attendant and babysitter. heeseung’s rival.

KIM MINJEONG aka beth march: multimedia major at hybe uni. (y/n)’s roommate 1/3. aspiring filmmaker. girlfriend of sigma mu frat’s vp, jung sungchan.

SHIN RYUJIN aka jo march: design and visual communication major at hybe uni. (y/n)’s roommate 2/3 and high school best friend. graphic designer and model. a bisexual demiromantic queen.

LEE CHAERYEONG aka amy march: performing arts (dance) major at hybe uni. (y/n)’s roommate 3/3. a member of the core dance team in the want2dance crew. comes from a wealthy family of performers and artists.

LEE HEESEUNG aka raphael: communications (journalism) major at hybe uni. small forward/shooting guard and captain of the hybe uni's basketball club, decelis. aspiring sports journalist and photographer. (y/n)’s rival.

CHOI BEOMGYU aka michaelangelo: performing arts (music) major at hybe uni. heeseung’s roommate 1/3 and high school best friend. guitarist in an indie band, txt. the complete opposite of heeseung regarding (y/n) and her friends.

YANG JEONGIN aka donatello: philosophy major at hybe uni. heeseung's roommate 2/3. an up-and-coming twitch streamer in the content creator group, stray kids. another "rival" of heeseung, gaming rivals actually cause both of them are competitive af.

LIM JIMIN aka leonardo: anthropology major in hybe uni. heeseung's roommates 3/3. part of the want2dance crew alongside chaeryeong and also an assistant choreographer. has a background in ballet, contemporary, and hip-hop and that's why he has to take care of his upper body (and why he is a gym bro)

taglist: @raeyunshm @leilasmom @evidive @boba-beom @endzii23 @fluffyywoo @camipendragon @hiqhkey @wccycc @cha0thicpisces @y4wnjunz @yeehawnana @beansworldsstuff @kimipxl @blurryriki @amazzwon @reallysmolrenjun @stealanity

#enhypen imagines #enhypen smut #enhypen angst #enhypen fluff #enhypen x reader #enhypen scenarios #enhypen fanfiction #heeseung x reader #rsc: laurel hell #cr: heeseung #cs: enhypen #sc: regina

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stevesjockstrap · 5 months

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Drumsticks Are Not Pine

@steddiemicrofic prompt: pine | word count: 508

rated: T | tags: modernish au, and they were roommates 😬 | ao3 link

When he’d seen his new roommate with the drum setup, he’d internally groaned. He’d assumed it would be loud and obnoxious. (He’d assumed the same about his new roommate.)

Weeks later, he’d found the assumption of the drum kit was wrong. Eddie explained it was an electronic drum set, so it didn’t make much noise. He wasn’t a drummer, but he wrote most of the songs and liked messing around with beats.

Steve was infatuated with the drum. And his new roommate. Slowly, he’d migrated closer and closer when he’d hear the tap-tap-taps of the pads, standing in the hall, propped himself in the doorway, then invited inside and sitting in Eddie’s desk chair. He had a fancy computer that recorded his beats on the drum and hooked up to his electric guitar and bass. Steve felt so entirely out of his league with all of this stuff, and with Eddie himself.

His original assumption of Eddie was confirmed, yet it worked for him. The guy never stopped moving or making noise. But he was always so goddamn genuine and charismatic about it.

He felt drawn to him, their conversations could last hours, ping ponging from one topic to another and back. He liked watching him play his guitar but he loved watching him play the drums. He was always itching to give it a try, mostly because Eddie made it look so effortless and so fun.

Today, something must’ve shown on his face or with his fidgety hands because Eddie finally looked over, “You wanna give her a whirl, Harrington?”

He froze, but then he was nodding. Eddie grinned at him and he knew he had been found out.

“I-I don’t- What do I do?” Steve stood and surreptitiously wiped his clammy hands on his jeans.

“Just get over here, man,” Eddie laughed.

He got him settled on the small seat and handed him the sticks.

“Just go crazy. It’s not nearly as fun as a real one, sorry. Maybe I’ll take you over to Gareth’s and you can get a real taste.”

Steve swallowed. Keep it together, perv.

He focused back on all the different pads in front of him but didn’t know what to do.

“Here, can I?” Eddie sidled up behind him, pressing into Steve’s back. Then he wrapped his hands around Steve’s and started a slow beat on the rubber pad.

“Keep it going. You got it, big boy.”

Steve gasped at the name and as Eddie squeezed himself closer to move his foot onto the floor peddle. “That’s your bass, so keep this steady, like your heart beat.”

“Uhhh, okay.” That might not work out for him right now.

“The rest is whatever you want.”

Steve stared up at him, glad he’d stayed pressed close behind him. “Whatever I want?”

“Yeah,” he breathed, so quietly.

“What if I want something else?”

Eddie's hand settled on his jaw, tipping his chin up further. They stared at each other for a moment before Eddie finally slid their lips together.

The drumsticks hit the floor.

a/n: please excuse any musical instrument inaccuracies, this is very loosely based on a band dude I know from college and it’s been [redacted] years since then 🖤

#steddiemicrofic #steddiemicrofic december #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #Steve/eddie #Steve x Eddie #pre relationship #mine #stranger things #stranger things fic

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