#anyway I think he looks cute but I've never drawn him so idk if I did him justice

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kiss the girl

summary ⎯ five times dan heng has thought about kissing you, and the one time he actually does.

tana's words ⎯ i've been recently listening to kiss the girl (ashley tisdale version) and its cute and made me think of dan heng. and idk if this follows canon story or not bc im not at xianzhou yet lolz.

also ik the title says 'kiss the girl' but that's only bc i was listening to the song. reader is gender neutral.

tags ⎯ friends to lovers. pining i think. hurt and comfort (at the end). flustered dan heng. fluff i think.

THE FIRST TIME dan heng thinks about kissing you, he immediately pushes away the thought. it was out of character; it was outrageous for him to think of a friend that way. it made him feel perverted for even thinking of the action.

it was a sunny day. you two (plus march and stelle) were in belobog at the time and you guys were witnessing bronya's speech. all of you agreed the speech was marvelous, and you all felt a sense of pride for bronya.

your eyes were sparkling in the sun as you watched bronya speak, and dan heng couldn't help but become enamoured by your face. he looked away from his paper to peek at your awed expression.

at that moment, dan heng thought you were the most beautiful person he's ever seen. but he can't think that. he cannot. not only were you a fellow trailblazer, but you were also his friend. he couldn't risk one of his greatest friendships over something as minimal as this.

so, he pushed the thought out of his brain. he thought that it would be gone forever, but he was deeply wrong.

THE SECOND TIME dan heng wanted to kiss you occured while you two were gazing in the astral express. by this time, you two have left belobog, and are awaiting your next journey.

you chose to pass the time by 'star-watching,' a new term you created as a substitute to cloud watching. the activity is similar to cloud watching as you point out shapes that make beings.

dan heng told you that you were just pointing out constellations, you said that you wanted to pass on the technicalities.

so now, you two were star-watching. you kept pointing out absurd patterns, such as, "this one looks like svarog," (it did not) and, "this one looks like balls." of course, none of the constellations looked like either of the comparisons (dan heng was thinking about taking you to the eye doctor), but dan heng played along anyway. anything to make you smile.

at one point, the absurdities stopped, and you began pointing out real constellations. so many beautiful creations in the sky, yet the real beautiful thing was right next to him, continuously pointing out constellations.

you rested your head on your hand, mindlessly gazing out at the empty field of stars in front of you, "it's beautiful."

"yeah," dan heng mindlessly replies, not even realizing what he's just said, "it is," he finally says, looking at you.

maybe it's the light from the stars hitting your face, or maybe it was just your radiant beauty, but the urge to kiss you came up once again. subconsciously, dan heng knew the feeling would arise sooner or later. but that didn't mean he liked the feeling.

he wants to preserve your friendship so bad; but sometimes, the line drawn alongside friendship and love begins to thin. sometimes, the line gets so thin that dan heng fears that he'll trip and fall into you.

THE THIRD TIME dan heng wanted to kiss you was when you two were hanging out in his room. over the span of months, dan heng has learned to appreciate your being, and sometimes (he will never admit this) he feels calmer around you.

usually, dan heng didn't let other people be in his room, but it was different with you. for some reason, he liked it when you were in his room. sometimes, he finds himself wanting you to be in his room.

he was quietly sorting through his data bank while you were reading. it was such a calm and quiet moment; dan heng felt peace for once. there was music playing softly in the back, the room was silent, and the air was just right. it felt nice.

dan heng was too tuned into his data bank that he didn't hear footsteps coming up closer to him. it was only when he turned his head to check on you, that dan heng noticed you were right next to him.

you were right next to him, head nearly leaning on his shoulder, and you were so close to him. dan heng's heart was about to beat out of his chest, and he began to worry about the warmth that was rapidly spreading to his neck.

when you noticed dan heng's reaction, you thought you'd surprised him. you moved a little bit back, "sorry, did i scare you?"

"no, not at all. i was just a little startled," dan heng replied while rubbing the back of his (reddening) neck.

"that's like, the same thing as scared," you gave a low chuckle and moved closer to him once again, "you would know this."

"dunno," dan heng paused, "maybe i was too frightened to remember." when you laughed at that, dan heng swore he blushed all the way up to his ears.

"you are not funny," you gave him a slight shove that didn't really affect him. you leaned closer into the database, "what are you doing?"

you didn't realize how close you were to dan heng, your faces nearly touching. you were scrolling around his data bank while dan heng was trying to hide his rampant blush from your eyes.

dan heng stared at you while you browsed, taking in your close presence. you didn't seem nearly as tense as he did. you were relaxed, comfortable, you leaned into him. dan heng found himself staring longer than normal.

then, the thought, came in. the same recurring thought he'd been having for a long time: the thought to kiss you. he wanted to take you by the hands and pull you closer to him. he wanted to feel your palms and he wanted to feel you closer to him.

and this is the moment were dan heng realizes that he wants to be more than friends. dan heng realizes that he likes you; he wants you to be with him, he wants to feel you by his side. he wants endless star-watching nights; he wants to see you constantly.

and that is dangerous. not only would that ruin your friendship, but it would also endanger you. there's so much that would put you at risk.

"you should go back to your room," dan heng puts a gentle hand on your shoulder, causing you to look back up at him. your confused expression almost shatters dan heng's resilience, but he goes on, "it's late. go get some rest."

you keep the hand on your shoulder, "you too. don't stay up too late, okay?" the soft tone of your voice makes dan heng melt, and he almost wants to pull you back and ask you to stay. almost.

dan heng nods and you leave. he leans back on his desk and puts his head in his hands. what is he going to do?

THE FOURTH TIME dan heng wanted to kiss you was the night you arrived in the xianzhou. you (and march and stelle) were exploring the city and it's wonders while dan heng was treading carefully behind you.

you haven't had a full conversation with dan heng for days. you assume it was probably because you were snooping around his data bank, but he has never minded that before. you haven't got an actual chance to apologize either, because for some reason, dan heng is now constantly busy.

the four of you decided that you would split up to look around. march immediately went to stelle, so that left you with dan heng.

dan heng knew this would happen. he couldn't avoid you for too long anyway, even if he tried. he would always end up gravitating back towards you.

it pained him to not talk to you. he missed your voice, your jokes, your little touches. he missed your book talks, he missed the way you'd always be in his room, he even missed your nosiness.

you and dan heng were aimlessly strolling around the streets until you found a lively street parlor. they were selling food, and the aroma was absolutely divine. dan heng knew you immediately caught your mind on something when he saw your beaming face.

you still haven't found a correct time to apologize to dan heng, but that can wait for later. you just wanted to talk to him. "dan heng! we should try some," you beamed.

"okay. i'll wait over here," dan heng monotonously replied. your smile slightly faltered, dan heng thought the sight to be excruciating.

he couldn't still be mad at you, right? you had to apologize soon, because this silent is agonizing. you couldn't help the fact that you missed dan heng. you missed late nights and his warm touch. you missed his sarcasm and his gentle nature.

when you returned, you brought back one giant kebab that dan heng knew you couldn't finish. you'd probably have enough to share with the entire express.

when you took a bite of the kebab, you moaned with delight, and dan heng forgot how much he missed your smile. it all came rushing back to him, all the things he missed about you. you are right here, in his grasp, yet he still cannot have you.

after your first bite, you offered a second bite to dan heng. etiquette was all out of the picture when you were there.

originally, dan heng wasn't planning to eat. there were lots of problems at hand, and dan heng could not relax now. but you were an obstacle in his equation. how could he refuse you when you were practically bouncing on your toes, smiling, and looking at him with such mirthful eyes. saying no to you was like refusing a blessing from the aeons.

he took a bite out of the kebab, to which he nodded in delight. dan heng finished chewing with a delighted expression on his face, and your smile appeared once again. dan heng felt his lips creep up, and sooner or later, he was smiling as well.

he looked down at your happy expression, and he noticed that you had food on the corner of your mouth. dan heng usually scolded you for being slightly messy, but in this tender moment, there was no need.

dan hen grabbed a napkin from a nearby table and wiped the corner off your mouth off. he wiped the food off so tenderly that you would think he was tending to something delicate and fragile. and the gaze he gave you after. you nearly passed out. dan heng looked at you with such fondness and love that you gripped the kebab harder.

his mind hadn't registered what he just did before you quietly said, "thank you."

dan heng nearly malfunctioned. what he just did was criminal. it was a simple thing, however it was most criminal to dan heng. during that moment, all he could think of was your lips on his. the tenderness of his touch was his mind projecting how he would cup your face when you two kissed. all of it felt so wrong, but so right.

"no problem," dan heng blushed and avoided your eyes. "do you... do you think we should meet back up with march and stelle?"

"yeah," you looked down at the ground, slightly flustered, "yeah. let's go."

things were awkward. but at least things were okay. and that was all that mattered to you.

MARCH 7TH HAD speculations. you and dan heng were like a pair. you two were a dynamic duo, second to march and stelle, of course. you would always be seen with each other. when march "accidentally" stumbles into dan heng's room, you'd be somewhere in there as well.

so, why is it that whenever march barges into dan heng's room, you aren't there? why are you not with him? why is he "constantly busy" when he there is nothing to store in the data bank? something was up, and march was determined to find out what was happening.

"don't you think it's weird that we never see dan heng and yn together anymore?" march asked stelle while sipping on juice.

stelle huffed, "i mean, it's a little weird. but maybe they're both exhausted. we just got out of belobog and now we're facing more conflict in another world."

"yeah, but," march paused for dramatic effect, "i saw them together in dan heng's room a few days ago."

stelle furrowed her eyebrows, "are you stalking them or something?"

"what?!" march exclaimed, nearly jumping out of her seat. the scene caused stelle to laugh, "no. of course not, i can't believe you accused me of that!"

"so... you don't think it's weird that we never see them together anymore?" march continued.

"okay. i'll answer. it's a little weird. but whatever it is i'm sure they have a reasonable explanation for it," stelle said. "why are you asking about them anyway?"

"because," march drew out the syllables, "they're cute. i've been shipping them. and plus, dan heng hasn't really been acting like himself recently."

"yeah, but what are we gonna do about it? he hasn't really opened up to us about his problems... like... ever..." stelle trailed off, as if she tried to remember how many times dan heng has ever spoken about himself.

"don't worry stelle," march grinned, "i have a plan."

"i can't believe we fell for this," you grimaced in the closet you were stuck in.

march and stelle split up and told both of you that there was a group meeting in march's room. obviously, because the both of you thought there was something urgent, you rushed in there. you were prepared, only to be ambushed and pushed in a closet by march and stelle as a ploy to "make up."

alas, you knew you needed to talk things out sooner or later.

dan heng, on the other hand, was freaking out. you're close. you're so close that he can feel every time you exhale out of your nose. this closet had no space, so you were practically pressed up on dan heng.

the one thing he couldn't see though, was your face. dan heng wanted to see your face. he wanted to study you up close: he wanted to your skin with his hands, wanted to pull you closer so he can observe the way your mouth lifts when you smile. he wants so much, but he can have none of it.

"i think i can break us out," dan heng offered.

"do you think they're guarding the doors?" you chuckled. dan heng gave a small smile after hearing your laugh. it's ironic that you're laughing in this situation while dan heng's heart is about to burst.

"i think the both of us can take them," dan heng answered.

this is the most you two have ever spoken to each other in days. you missed his voice and you missed being so close to him. unconsciously, you leaned closer to dan heng. you would know his warmth from anywhere.

as you two try to find a good point to hit, your hands brush against dan heng's. the way his hand feels on top of yours just feels right. the way his touch is still so gentle; oh how badly you missed his touch against yours.

"i'm sorry!" dan heng quickly removed his hands from yours. he moved away from you as well. you wanted so badly to chase him: you wanted to come closer, to place your hands with his one more time.

but you didn't. you doubted the fact that dan heng wanted to be near you. with his recent actions, you were wondering if the two of you were still on good terms or not. you could mess everything up with one action; dan heng was the very last thing you wanted to lose.

when you two finally found a good breaking point, you both put all your body strength into prying the doors open. it took a few tries, but the doors finally opened. however, there were consequences. the closet fell down with the combined force of both your bodies shaking it.

before you two fell to the floor, dan heng grabbed your arm and pulled you underneath him in a quick motion. your heart raced against your chest; you were so close that you could feel dan heng's heartbeat as well. and to your surprise, his heart was beating just as fast as yours.

the closet fell on top of you, and dan heng shoved it off of the two of you in one motion. seeing him do that just made your heart beat faster, and you were sure that you were breathing faster as well.

dan heng looked down to check on you, but doing so brought him much closer to you. closer than he had ever been. if dan heng moved down a little bit more, he would be able to close the distance between your lips. the urge was tempting: he was on top of you, your faces were both so close to each other, and your breathing was rampant and quick.

"are you alright?" dan heng asked. his breath fanned your face and you stared right into his eyes.

"i should be asking you that," you breathlessly whispered. he was so close and you were about to burst.

"i'm alright," he leaned down closer, "don't worry about me."

you two were both in a daze when you found yourselves leaning closer to each other. dan heng cupped your face; he couldn't wait any longer. all resilience went out the window, because right here, right now, you were here. you were in front of him, looking as radiant as ever, and dan heng could close the distance right now.

his hands treaded carefully across your face, as if you were one-of-a-kind. finally, his hands rested against your cheeks, and he leaned closer. dan heng was so close to kissing you before a commotion entered the room.

"OH MY GOD!" march exclaimed before running out of the room.

you startled, and accidentally pushed dan heng off of you. you frantically apologized while dan heng brushed himself off and helped you up. you were shaking at what almost just happened. you almost kissed your best friend.

the distance between you and dan heng was wide. he made sure to stand exactly five feet away from you. his hands were crossed and he refused to look at you. dan heng was worried that if he got even the slightest glance at you, he wouldn't be able to stop himself from what would happen next.

you both quickly left the room with racing hearts, confused thoughts, and a realization that whatever just happened was a mistake.

WHENEVER DAN HENG NEEDS SOMEONE to help him with his wounds, you are always that person.

at first, it was for team bonding. before stelle came, you all would take turns patching wounds to build team trust. however, with dan heng, the only person that he'd let patch up his wounds was you. you used to tease him and tell him that he was like a dog in that way, but he always brushed it off.

you were always gentle with him; carefully touching up on cuts and bruises with bandages or rubbing alcohol. by no means were you any doctor, but you were tender and calm.

dan heng was wounded again. there was no reason for him to be wounded. the fight was tame; the enemies weren't extremely powerful or anything. but for some reason, dan heng surpassed the rest of the team with more cuts.

now, you two were in a small room together. luckily, it's more spacious than the closet, but it wasn't as big as dan heng's room. you and dan heng were both sitting on a table; you sitting criss-cross-applesauce while dan heng was sitting properly.

the both of you haven't talked ever since the closet incident. instead, you two have been sharing gazes, brushing past each other in halls, and staying five feet away from each other.

this was the closest you have been in a while.

you are focused on banadaging dan heng's cuts. your eyes are glued to his arms and torso; you refused to look up at dan heng. you couldn't look at him for two reasons: you were slightly mad at him for obtaining so many injuries and you still couldn't look him in the eye after the past situation.

dan heng sat in silence as you tended to him. he knew you were mad at him, and he felt awful. dan heng knew that he didn't need to sustain as many injuries has he had. the only reason why he had so many injuries was that he was trying to distract himself from his feelings. the closet situation had him questioning himself. given the chance, would he hold himself back or would he let his urges win?

"i'm done," you let go of his arms and started putting bandages away. dan heng didn't know you'd be done so quickly. he wanted to bask in your grace for a little longer. dan heng thought about pulling a stitch in order to get you to stay longer, but that just seemed weird.

dan heng knew he couldn't let you leave like this. there was too many unspoken words between you two; most of them, partially his.

during this, dan heng realized something. he realized that, even though you are still mad at him, you stayed with him. you didn't ask for march or stelle to help him, but you did it yourself. dan heng could be reading too much into it, but dan heng is tired. he's tired of longing for you.

and maybe, just maybe, if you'll stay when it gets difficult (like right now), maybe you'll stay when it gets hard as well.

dan heng decides to leave all resilience behind. for once, he doesn't calculate the consequences nor does he hold himself back.

you're about to slide off the table until dan heng pleads, "wait." he grabs your arm and holds you there with a gentle grip. you could slip out of it if you wanted to, but this may be the first actual conversation the two of you will have in a while.

dan heng takes your silence as an answer. "thank you," he says. he curses at himself at the simple response. it was anti-climatic. "i appreciate you," he adds on.

the compliment made you blush, even though it was very simplistic. you avoid looking at him and rather focus on tapping your fingers on the table. "no problem. it was nothing anyway."

you two remain silent for a few moments; you didn't want to leave in fear that this may be one of your few conversations. dan heng was trying to find the right words to say.

"i really do appreciate you. for being here. for always being here," he continues. dan heng realizes he sounds redundant, and he wants to slap his palm across his face. with you, he couldn't find the right words to convey his actions. saying, "i'm sorry," wasn't enough and saying, "i miss you," was too little.

"i told you. it's nothing. i'd do the same for everyone else," and you wanted to chide yourself for saying the last sentence. not true, because the only person who'd you really do all of this for was only dan heng.

"i think this is the longest conversation we've had in a while," you murmur to yourself.

"i know," dan heng replies. you jump back on the table, almost falling off. if it wasn't for dan heng catching you (yet again), you would've fell off. his touch sends electricity through your veins; his touch brings warmth to your body.

"hey! you need to watch your stitches," you automatically scolded him. your nagging was a normal occurrence, but this time, it felt rare. dan heng hasn't heard you nag at him for years (days), and he feels as though he can breath normally now.

"sorry," he pulls back. you're left shuffling closer to dan heng, not that you notice, due to your almost fall. you two were facing each other now; the distance was a lot closer than before.

you let out a small laugh at the situation. practically falling of a table was not a laughing matter, but you always found joy in those situations. sometimes, dan heng thought it was a bit strange, but he always valued your optimism.

"i'm sorry dan heng," you look back down on the table, "i didn't know going through your data bank would make you ignore me for days," you let out dry chuckle.

dan heng furrows his eyebrows in shock, "don't apologize. i don't mind you looking through the data bank."

you looked up after his reply, expression shadowed with confusion, "wait? really? so... why the radio silence? did i have something to do with it?"

"no! no, it wasn't you," dan heng quickly reassured. "it was me. i was the problem."

"don't have to tell me that," you smiled and bit the inside of your cheek to keep yourself from laughing.

"i'm gonna let that slide," dan heng smirked. it was nice, the way you two fell back into your normal routines once again. it was like all the tension that was previously there, simply dissipated.

"i missed you," you crossed your legs on the table, moving back to the criss-cross applesauce position.

"me too," dan heng replied. "i missed you a lot." he looked straight into your eyes.

you flustered underneath his gaze, "i probably missed you more. sometimes i dunno if i can survive without you," you joked. it was a joke, but occasionally, you find it to be true.

"for me, it's the other way around," dan heng mumbled beneath his breath. "i really missed you. and our late nights. and star-watching."

"you missed star-watching?" you astonishly asked. dan heng wished he could take a picture of your grin when he told you that he missed star-watching.

"i missed a lot of things," dan heng paused, "but i missed you the most."

"i'm sorry for pushing you away yn. i was just⎯ scared," time to rip off the band-aid, "when i'm around you, i just get so messed up. you're the only thing on my mind sometimes. everything about you just makes me⎯ breathless? speechless? you amaze me to the point where i can't even think of a word to describe you."

dan heng pauses and his heart is racing. you're looking at him as if you want him to continue, as if you want him to finally say what he wants. dan heng doesn't know that you want it too.

"yn," dan heng looks straight at you, "i have feelings for you. feelings that i think will overwhelm me at one point if i keep it all together. i never stop thinking about you, longing for you. i want you and i think i really want to kiss you," dan heng finishes. he fumbled on his words back there, because he doesn't think he wants to kiss you, he wants to.

"dan heng..." your face is hot. your body is hot. your breathing is fast-paced and you feel like you are about to be on fire. adrenaline rushes through your veins and you are sure you are not thinking straight.

you pull him in for a kiss, tugging him closer by his chin and kissing him passionately. you take that fire from your body and you pour it all into this kiss. dan heng is surprised at first, but then reciprocates your actions. while your hand is on his face, his hands slide to your hips, tugging you closer and holding you tighter.

you two kiss until you have to stop for air. when you breathe, the whole world feels like it's on fire as well.

"i feel the same. i can't stop thinking about you," you lean in for another kiss, "i miss you," another kiss, "i missed being with you," another, "i missed being close to you," another, this time a little longer, "but i really hope i don't miss this."

"don't worry," dan heng pauses, "you won't. i promise."

and after all of that, dan heng finally got to kiss you.

#tana writes (∗´ ᨔ `∗) #this was a monster to write #i got this finished in one day #dan heng x you #dan heng x reader #dan heng #honkai star rail #hsr #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you #dan heng imagines #the way it just gets progressively longer #im gonna need 3-5 business days to recover #PROMOTING MY STELLE MARCH / STARCH AGENDA!!! STARCH STARCH STARCH #can you tell it got worse at the end

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＃MYSTIC MESSENGER !! ♡ — A LITTLE LITTLE MORE LOVE.

#. synopsis! — sweet gestures from them to you .

#. characters! — hyun (zen), jumin, saeyoung (707), yoosung, jaehee .

#. warnings! — none .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

#. a/n! — back in the mm pit because it's summer and it's time for my annual redownload <3 i've also been thinking about opening a discord, so if anyone has thoughts on that, i'd love to hear them! PLUS, i played the free demo for this indie otome-esque game on steam called homicipher, and i am begging for the release of the first chapter, idk if any of you have played it, but i am way too addicted for having only played like half an hour of it. anyway lolol, enjoy!!

＃ HYUN (ZEN) !! ♡

Hyun, who buys bouquets of flowers every now and again on his way back home from rehearsals. He does his best to match the colors to your needs, —yellow on sad days in hopes they might lift your spirits, blue when you’re frustrated so that it might calm you down, etc.. They always smell so sweet, and you cherish them deeply. They always live longer than they typically should as a result of how well you care for them, and he loves to see the bashful smile tug at your lips as you accept them gracefully, even if you always tell him that he “really shouldn’t have” or that he “didn’t have to.” He does it because he loves you, and he thinks someone as beautiful as you should be presented with something just as gorgeous every now and again (even if he admittedly thinks you’re worlds prettier than flowers could ever be.)

＃ JUMIN !! ♡

Jumin, who writes little notes on the corner of the napkins he rests your coffee or tea on each morning, delicate and elegant handwriting in black ink sinking so perfectly into the ivory material. They’re never the same, always a different expression of his love or his admiration. You like to tear them off and keep them safe in a little box, and you open it up to read them when you’ve had a hard day or when you’re just not feeling your best. He always tells you that you don’t have to keep them, that he won’t be offended if you simply toss them away after you’ve read them and they’ve made you smile, —but you can never bring yourself to do it.

＃ SAEYOUNG (707) !! ♡

Saeyoung, who folds little origamis for you when he gets the chance and leaves them somewhere around for you to find. It started with a tiny paper star he was folding for the heck of it, but you liked it so much that he decided to do it again, and again, and again. So now you have a neat little stash of different animals, shapes, and otherwise cool-looking creations (all of which have silly, blank expressions drawn onto them as faces that really add a sweetness to their personality.) You like to sit and fiddle with them every now and again, just to feel the sharp edges of the crane’s beak against your fingertips or to split the little heart apart and see the “i love you <3” written on the inside.

＃ YOOSUNG !! ♡

Yoosung, who buys sticky notes for his studies but ends up using most of them to leave you little notes with cute messages and silly doodles. He likes to think this is a better usage for them, especially when he watches you spot one out of the corner of his eye, and you hold it in your hands like it’s some kind of love-stricken poetry from a wordsmith he knows he’ll never be. They might be simple and straightforward, but there’s not much room for stanzas of prose on these little post-its, and reminders that you’re doing a good job or that you look cute are so much more than enough.

＃ JAEHEE !! ♡

Jaehee, who bakes you little desserts for you to eat when you get home, often heart-shaped or dusted in romantic colors, —always in your favorite flavors. Cookies with little jam hearts in the center, cupcakes with heart sprinkles and a cream just to your liking filling up the inside; each and every one made with so much love that you can practically taste it on your tongue. There’s no one else she’d rather bake for, and no one else she’d rather spend the rest of her days with. Sometimes words are hard to come by, and she worries she won’t always get it right, but when you kiss her on the cheek before taking a bite of her treats, well. . . She thinks things will be alright anyway.

#mystic messenger #mm #myseme #mystic messenger x reader #mystic messenger reader insert #mystic messenger fluff #mm fluff #mm reader insert #mm x reader #jumin han #han jumin #707 #saeyoung choi #choi saeyoung #707 x reader #707 x reader fluff #jumin x reader #jaehee x reader #jaehee kang #yoosung kim #yoosung kim x reader #yoosung kim x reader fluff #myseme x reader #mysme x reader fluff #han jumin x reader #jumin x reader fluff #hyun ryu #zen x reader #zen #zen x reader fluff

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Ouuu, may I participate in this cute Valentine event? 👉👈 Hm, if I can, I'd like to pick Hawks from MHA as my guy of choice <33

I'm a 170 cm, chubby/curvy gal with dark blonde hair and glasses. (Hawks is barely taller than me lololol) Idk if you know mbti and star signs so I'll throw them in just in case - I'm a cancer enfp! Personality wise, I've been told that I am very doting, honest, bold, outgoing, affectionate, clingy, witty and friendly! I'm not shy when it comes to talking to strangers, especially if they catch my eye. (Physical touch is also a massive love language of mine!!!!) Although, I do unfortunately get embarrassed way too easily sometimes. I wouldn't call myself a true extrovert as I do have my moments but I'm much better than most of my friends, who are almost Shigaraki level shut ins.

My hobbies include - reading, writing, listening to scary stories and podcasts, watching tv shows/anime, and just overall being a big goofball with my friends! I love them sm, they're so cute <333

For my bad side, I have this habit about keeping my feelings locked up until I burst but that's usually only in very extreme cases. I am very sensitive and pick up a lot of little things that most people don't see and it freaks them out sometimes. This also depends on who you ask because you either love it or hate it but I can get a bit too random sometimes. I just kind of say what's on my mind, no matter how unhinged. It might sound quirky on paper but it's not always the case lmao, trust me.

I'm not exactly sure what else to add. If there's anything else, feel free to let me know!!

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐒…

have surprised romantic attraction!

- hawks never thought he'd have any romantic feelings towards anyone. he's not exactly the playboy personality that the media show him as but he doesn't have the desire to date anyone. that is until he met you of course. - how could he not fall in love with you? you met by chance and he was drawn to how honest you were, calling him out on his bullshit. whenever he'd smile was too bright and too forced at fans you'd say, you'd say when he played up his flirty personality. - he felt like you saw the real him, everything about you made you him feel that way. - you show genuine affection towards him, keigo, not pro hero hawks. sure you love the side of him that saves people every day and captures villains but you love keigo more, when he doesn't have to put on any mask or act any way for the public, when he can be his complete self. he loves when that happens because no one has given him that real affection through most of his life. - hawks thrives off embarrassing you since it happens too easy, he thinks its cute. - whenever your feelings burst out after bottling them up for so long, he doesn't change his opinion of you in anyway whatsoever. instead he'll try and make light of the situation and buy you something from the shops that you like or offer to give you a 'free flight' taking you high up to a tall building where you can look at the city below you and pretty sky. - being so outgoing is great because you can go to parties and functions with you as his plus one, being able to talk to everyone without feeling nervous, even if they're strangers - physical contact?? oh yeah. he can't keep his hands off you. he thinks you're so beautiful and he loves going up behind you and grabbing you by your waist

you and hawks are literally perfect together oh my god!

valentine's day event

#♡ mine / event #♡ keigo #i hope you enjoy <3 #hawks #keigo takami #/////////// #hawks headcanons

[21st-century-flapper]

And while I'm out here complaining about wrestling, booking and the JAS...

I've had it with them. I want them to disband, and I want Jericho to go away for a while. Guy's actually got Go Away heat with me now.

He's just so fucking annoying, and not in an entertaining way, but in a grates on my nerves want to shut him up with a shovel way. And yes I know, good heels blah blah, but the thing is, I want my wrestling to be entertaining, and this isn't.

Everything the JAS touches turns tedious and annoying. Every storyline, every feud of theirs has been stretched like a chewed out piece of gum, and they're about as appealing, too. It just never fucking ends, and it ties up not just them but everyone involved. I mean, the BCC could have some cool storylines outside of the never ending feud with the JAS. Eddie could have some cool storylines outside of the feud with Jericho and the JAS. But no, we have to keep this going like the worlds most boring zombie apocalypse.

Take the Garcia storyline. That was pretty cool in the beginning. But it's been drawn out for weeks now, Garcia can't make a decision, and while his conflicted puppy dog face may be cute it also makes him look like a weakling who can't make his own decisions, unlike Yuta who made the decision even though it hurt like hell. If they draw this shit out until Full Gear I absolutely dnw Garcia in the BCC because he ain't got the guts it takes. I mean, full disclosure, I don't care for him anyway, but I do hope the breaking point comes next week at the JAS celebration.

Now idk if this bullshit was cooked up by Jericho or TK or the writers or a combination of everyone, but it needs to stop

(I think a lot of it is on Jericho since that man has a capital-E Ego but what do I know)

[radicalhoodie]

i need his cookbook

#im going to revive my twitter and tweet it at samba hes a baker i love him #our flag means death #ofmd #roach ofmd #my art #I dont remember what my art tag was here #beart ? #anyway I think he looks cute but I've never drawn him so idk if I did him justice #also graphic design is my passion

[jinxthejubilee]

Judging/Rating their Demon Forms

This is me pretending that I know anything about fashion. I've wanted to do this for the longest time, but I never got around to it. But, here we go!

Warning: I want NO real slander towards the Obey Me devs for their outfits. These are just my opinions for the fun of it, I have grown used to each of their forms.

ALSO, their demon forms look much better in their in-game cards and fan art. I'm making my judgements based on their in-game models.

So without further adieu, let's begin! Starting off with:

1) Lucifer: The old man himself.

Honestly, he ties with Asmo in terms of best designed demon form. But I put him first because I love how regal he looks.

I love the shape of his horns, not too crazy-looking and not too boring.

I'm in love with the headcanon that the diamond on his forehead was where his third eye used to be as an angel.

I like the switch from black to red for his gloves.

The little splashes of color from the peacock feathers makes it all pop.

As much as I'm saddened by the fact that he doesn't have six wings anymore, I think four wings is perfect for him.

I wonder how heavy his wings are.

10/10. Everything is put together really well. Not overly simple, but not overly complicated either. They weren't kidding with his trademark: "Perfectly flawless" (Don't get bigheaded Luci, some of your outfits don't hit that well).

2) Asmodeus: Mr. Pretty Poison

If there are three things I'm a sucker for, it's roses, heart-themed objects/clothes, and men in pink. This man has ALL THREE!!

To be honest, I didn't even realize that he had roses on his... vest? (Idk what you call that shirt), until I saw them drawn in the manga.

I like the dripping heart birthmarks/marking. His arms would look too bare otherwise.

I like how dainty the wings are. I kinda wish that they had a pink gradient on the tips, like the horns do.

The big cuffs took some getting used to, but I can't see him wearing sleeves.

I love the scorpion, such a nice design! 😍

The buckles on the pant leg are interesting. Again, it's been so long that when I imagine him wearing regular black pants, he looks naked.

9/10. It screams pretty boy, but a dangerous one.

3) Mammon: Mammoney, A.K.A. Tsundere #1

A lot of people thought Mammon was the Avatar of Lust for a while, I can definitely see why.

Such a high collar, is that just the staple for demons?

I really wish the jacket was longer. Poor bastard probably gets cold while flying.

Speaking of flying, his wings are super interesting to me. They look almost skeletal. It took me a long time to realize that the tips are yellow.

I like the markings on his chest.

Still not sure about how I feel about the boots. But hey, it might just be his thing.

So many jagged and sharp things on him.

8/10. Classy biker. Definitely the most uncomfortable-looking outfit of the bunch. Very extra, very Mammon, and very hard to draw.

4) Beelzebub: Baby Boy!! 🥺

Another popped collar?

I like the jacket, but what's with the belts on the wrists?

Not a big fan of the boots, I feel like that's Mammon's staple for outfits. Plus, he's the sporty one, so tennis shoes would be more appropriate.

Not sure what's going on in the photo, but his wings aren't supposed to be that dark.

But anyway, his wings are cool. I just hope that they're powerful enough to fly with.

I like how his horns curve inward. I don't have a real explanation for that one, I just like them.

The design on the shirt is nice. Simple, yet effective.

Wasn't a big fan of the belts in the beginning. But I do like the added color.

7/10. Not bad, just not as complex as the others, but I feel like that suits Beel really well. He's a very simple man.

5) Leviathan: Leviachan A.K.A. Tsundere #2

One would think that Levi would be the type to never show his abs. Yet, here we are.

I feel like he would be ranked higher if he got rid of the belts connecting the pants and the jacket. And if the jacket was longer.

The coral horns are cute! Though I thought the design looked a lot like deer antlers or branches.

I like the scale design on the jacket, they go well with scales on his neck.

Shoes are fine.

I commend the devs for putting scales on his tail.

Those pants look like a nightmare to draw. I'm not quite sure about their design though.

One of the few outfits that don't overwhelm you with orange.

Honestly, having orange in any of his outfits would be fine. But blue and orange are on the opposite sides of the color wheel, and the shades they use for the two colors on his clothes make it WAY too saturated. (Sorry, a little art rant here 😅).

6/10. Sorry my guy, but there's a bit too much going on here. Lots of clashing.

6) Belphegor: Bastard Cow Man

Oh dear...

So. Many. Belts.

Like I said with Levi, he would look so much better without the belts and making the jacket longer.

I like the horse shoe, also his shoes are okay.

I don't know why he has diamond-shaped holes on his sleeves, but go off I guess?

I wish that the pants were a bit longer.

I see people complain about how baggy the pants are, but I personally don't see a problem with them. It would look weird if he was wearing fitted pants.

Fluffy tail! Perfect for smacking the flies.

I love his curled horns. I've gotten so used to them, that his head looks a bit naked without them.

4/10. It's mostly the sweater that I have problems with. The buckles are just...why? However, out of all of them, he does look the most comfortable. The second one who looks much better in the cards/art.

7) Satan: A Confusing Mess

I know, I know. Very predictable. BUT, let's look at the positives.

The fact that his horns are a mirror flip of Lucifer's is very clever.

His tail is really cool. I like the green gradient on the tail.

His shoes are...fine? I guess?

AND, I'm in the camp that loves his boa! No shame.

Alright, enough looking at the positives.

Okay, look. I understand that his outfit is meant to represent the clashing of his personality. How he presents himself as calm and collected, with poise and class. While on the flipside to that, his inner nature is chaotic and vicious thanks to his wrath.

I get it, I really do. And I appreciate that the devs tried to explain that through his design.

But GOOD. DEMON. LORD! It does not work!

The white collar looks too silly.

The belt is waaayyy too much.

I thought that the design on his chest was a cool skeleton thingy. Nope! Those are bows. Which just makes it make even less sense.

Btw, did you guys know that his animal symbol is a unicorn? Are you guys seeing it? Because I sure don't.

And the pants...sigh...the pants...do I even need to say anything? Why would you put white polka dots on them?!

2/10. This takes clashing to a whole other level. Definitive brother with the outfit that looks so much better in art.

YES!! I did it! Sheesh, that took a while. Again, I apologize for my stupidity in not saving my first draft of this. Unfortunately, I couldn't remember some of the jokes I made, but I hope it was still fun to look through.

Much love and respect to the team. Regardless of how odd their outfits are in any event, they are always a joy to see (and potentially laugh at). And I've gotten used to the Devildom's taste in fashion. Satan still haunts me though...

Anyway! Which form do you guys think is the best? I'm really curious. With that being said, I hope you all have a great night, and I'll see you later! Byeee! 💗

#random thoughts #judging #rating #rating demon forms #obey me #obey me brothers #obey me demon forms #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphie #obey me belphegor #obey me shall we date #obey me one master to rule them all

[oikawaplssteponme]

The Apartment: part 5

▪️for parts 1-4, click here

pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x fem! reader

rating/warnings: swearing, angst (?)

synopsis: You knew that living with your three best friends, Kuroo, Oikawa, and Bokuto, would be a wild ride. It’s never a dull moment with those three. Let’s just hope you can keep your huge crush on Kuroo a secret when he is only a room away.

a/n: hi friends✨i hope you all are doing well:)) just a friendly reminder to eat something today and stay hydrated 💕 as always, my inbox is open for anything and everything so feel free to reach out:) and the taglist for this fic is still open if you’d like to join✨ okay, enjoy xx

•

Five: best friends

“Okay do you have all your bags?” You asked. Bokuto nodded, holding a backpack and small suitcase.

“Yes Y/N.”

“And your phone? And your pillow, because I know you hate hotel ones. And-“

“Y/N calm down you’re going into ’mom mode’,” said Kuroo. You rolled your eyes.

“I just wanna make sure he has a good trip.”

“Akaashi will take care of him, don't worry,” smiled Kuroo.

“Do you not want me to have a good trip?” pouted Oikawa. You put your arm around him and smiled.

“Oikawa, I wouldn’t mind if you didn’t come back.” You joked.

“I fucking hate you,” he growled, pushing you away. You laughed and ruffled his hair.

“I love you both okay, now get out of here, Iwa and Akaashi are probably already outside,” you smiled. The four of you gathered for a group hug. Oikawa was off to his mini getaway with Iwa and Bokuto was joining Akaashi for his writers conference. The apartment would be just you and Kuroo.

“Hey, Y/N,” called Bokuto. He pulled you aside and whispered something in your ear.

“Remember what I told you.”

You sighed, remembering well what Bokuto had told you those days ago. You nodded.

“Farewell my lovely apartment! You two better not burn the place down while I’m gone,” said Oikawa.

“No promises,” smiled Kuroo. He pushed Oikawa out the door as Bokuto followed.

“Bye you two, we love you!” You cheered. Kuroo shut the door behind Oikawa and Bokuto, leaving you alone with him.

“You act like they’re never coming back,” laughed Kuroo.

“Not my fault I’ll miss them. I don’t remember the last time I went more than a week without them,” you explained. Kuroo nodded.

“Wanna grab some food after class?” Asked Kuroo. Your face felt warm.

“Uh yeah that sounds good.” You and Kuroo both had a lecture together today for your marketing course.

“Just give me 10 minutes and we can head to class,” you said. Kuroo nodded. You went inside your room and saw that Oikawa had left something on your bed. You picked it up and it read: “I suggest you use this before it expires”. You turned the card over, and saw that it was a coupon for 10% off a purchase at Party City. You groaned and threw the card away.

“Dickhead,” you mumbled.

“Who, me?” said Kuroo. You jumped.

“Kuroo oh my god you have to stop sneaking up on me like that,” you ordered. Kuroo laughed and sat down on your bed.

“Hurry up I don’t wanna be late.” You sighed and grabbed your jacket and shoes from your closet and slipped them on.

“Fine then let’s go.”

~

You and Kuroo walked a couple blocks to campus. Your lecture hall wasn’t too far away.

“A 3 hour lecture never gets easier,” you sighed. Kuroo patted your shoulder.

“Come on Y/N, don’t you just love getting all that knowledge thrown at you.” You rolled your eyes.

“Marketing is boring, even a nerd like you could agree,” you joked.

“Okay fair,” smiled Kuroo. The two of you reached the lecture hall and took a seat next to each other.

“Hi Kuroo! Mind if I sit here?” a voice said. You turned to see a girl standing next to Kuroo.

“Oh Calie, hi, yeah sure,” said Kuroo. The girl joyfully sat down next to Kuroo, causing you to clench your fists.

“Uh Calie, this is my friend Y/N, Y/N this is Calie, we have organic chemistry together,” explained Kuroo. The girl flashed you a dazzling smile. Great, she's pretty and smart. You shook her hand firmly.

“Wait aren’t you guys roommates too? That must be so fun living with someone like Kuroo,” giggled Calie. You gave her a sarcastic smile. I already hate this bitch.

“Yeah we’ve been friends forever so I definitely get my fair share of Kuroo.”

“Well you’re probably so sick of him, mind if I borrow him after the lecture?” She asked. Calie wrapped her hand around Kuroo’s bicep. You had to stop yourself from beating the shit out of her.

“Well actually-“ you began.

“Sure that sounds fun. You don’t mind right, Y/N?” said Kuroo. Is he being serious right now?

“So I’m supposed to grab dinner by myself?” You whispered, without thinking. Kuroo’s eyes widened. Calie gasped.

“You can come with us! I’d hate to leave you all alone,” She smiled.

“Yeah come with us,” said Kuroo.

“No no it’s fine, you two have fun. I’d rather be alone anyway,” you muttered. Before Kuroo could reply, your professor had walked in and began his lecture.

~

Your lecture felt longer than normal. Probably because all you could focus on was Calie’s giggles as she whispered with Kuroo throughout the whole 3 hours. Kuroo was always good with the ladies. His confident nature caused girls to be drawn towards him. Yes, you liked him too but you liked all of him, not just the surface level of Kuroo.

You tried to contain your annoyance with Calie and Kuroo. It was obvious she was flirting with him.

“See you next week,” said your professor as he wrapped up his lecture. You got up from your seat and began packing up your things. You didn’t look at Kuroo and headed right out the door.

You began walking back to your apartment when you heard Kuroo call after you.

“Wait Y/N-chan!” You turned around to face him.

“Are you sure you don’t want to hang with me and Calie? She’s really nice once you get to know her,” he said. You almost rolled your eyes.

“No it’s fine. I promised I’d FaceTime Oikawa now anyway,” you lied. Kuroo raised an eyebrow.

“Well if you say so. I’ll grab dinner with you tomorrow, okay?”

“Yeah sure. Make sure you have your key to the apartment or else I’m locking you out,” you said. Kuroo laughed and nodded.

“Bye Y/N!” cheered Calie. You gave her a wave and watched as Kuroo ran back towards her.

-

You walked back to your apartment, upset. Kuroo had every right to hang out with other girls but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt. It was just another reminder that Kuroo might not share the same feelings as you.

The apartment felt weird being so empty. All dark and quiet. You threw your keys on the counter and plopped onto the couch. You checked your phone and saw a plethora of texts from Oikawa.

i've been in the car FOREVER -sent 5:35pm

my legs are cramping -sent 5:40pm

do you think if i asked Iwa to stop for a bathroom break he would be mad? -sent 5:41pm

bc we just stopped 30 minutes ago and i said i didn’t need to go -sent 5:43pm

but now i do -sent 5:47pm

update: he stopped for me🤩 -sent 6:01pm

y/n answer me -sent 6:37pm

im bored -sent 6:38pm

you better be buying that maid costume -sent 6:40pm

that coupon expires soon -sent 6:41pm

btw bokuto forgot his pillow but he told me not to tell you -sent 6:52pm

oops -sent 6:52pm

wyd -sent 7:03pm

You laughed at your phone. Good to see you weren’t the only one missing your friends.

well im currently sitting alone in the apartment as kuroo ditched me for some girl -sent 7:15pm

HE DID WHAT -sent 7:18pm

maybe im being dramatic but he’s kinda on a date with some girl from his organic chemistry class -sent 7:19pm

i bet she’s ugly -sent 7:19pm

no she’s gorgeous -sent 7:20pm

fuck

well

im gonna beat his ass

how dare he -sent 7:20pm

it’s fine

maybe it’s better im alone rn anyway

gives me time to get over him -sent 7:21pm

come on hun

don’t say that

don’t give up -sent 7:25pm

idk toru

i feel like it’s never gonna happen

especially when he could have someone like her -sent 7:27pm

bokuto said it best: kuroo would be stupid not to like you -sent 7:28pm

i guess he’s stupid then -sent 7:30pm

:(((

okay Iwa and I got to our hotel but I’ll talk to you later okay love? -sent 7:33pm

okay

bye shittykawa -sent 7:34pm

why do you hurt me? -sent 7:35

You set your phone down and checked in the kitchen for anything worth eating. You weren’t in the mood to go out anymore.

Rice. We have rice. Well, rice it is.

You took out the rice cooker and began to prepare your sad dinner.

Why didn’t I just go with them?

As the rice cooked, you sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. You put on ‘Gilmore Girls’, wishing your friends were there to watch it with you.

~

It was late. Close to 11pm. Kuroo still wasn’t home. You laid on the couch, basking in your loneliness. A little dramatic yes but you hated being without your friends. It was a weird concept that they had friends beside you.

You heard keys jingle outside the door and you felt a wave of comfort come over you, knowing it had to be Kuroo. You got up from the couch and peaked at the door.

“I was starting to wonder what happened to you…” your voice trailed off when you saw that Kuroo wasn’t alone.

“Hey Y/N! Oh my gosh your apartment is so cute!” said Calie. Your jaw dropped and you looked over at Kuroo.

Your expression had to be screaming: “are you fucking kidding me right now!?”

“Oh uh thanks,” you muttered.

“Is it cool if Calie stays for a bit? Her roommates are having people over and she doesn’t know them too well,” explained Kuroo. Hmm I wonder what that’s like.

“You don’t have to ask me, it’s your apartment too,” you said plainly. Kuroo raised a brow.

“Just checking…”

Calie walked around your small apartment, admiring all the decorations that you had up.

“Aw isn’t this the cutest photo!” She said. She picked up a picture of you and Kuroo. It was when you had gotten dressed up together to take graduation pictures. Your smile was the brightest it’s ever been. Holding your diploma as Kuroo wrapped his arm around you. In the background of the photo you could see a faint image of Oikawa and Bokuto.

“Yeah I love that picture,” Kuroo smiled. Kuroo took the photo from Calie’s hand and looked at it.

“Best friends, right?” He looked at you. Your heart sank.

“Yup, best friends,” you whispered with a dull smile. Kuroo smiled and showed Calie to his room. You tried not to react. You walked over to your room, locked the door, and curled up onto your bed.

Is best friends all we are ever gonna be?

•

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#willow.🌸 #haikyuu!! #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #hq #kuroo tetsuro x you #hq kuroo #kuroo x you #kuroo tetsurō #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo x y/n #kuroo x reader #bokuto #oikawa tōru #the apartment.🌸

[shinwoo]

YES YES ONE HUNDRED PERCENT AGREEDDDD I COULD WRITE A WHOLE PAGE ESSAY OVER HOW AMAZING LUKE IS 🛐 AND YOU’RE RIGHT!! HIS EYES ARE GORGEOUS 🤧🤧 WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE THINGS ABOUT MARIUS, WHO I’M ASSUMING IS YOUR FAV HAHA <333

:00000000 NO PRESSURE OR ANYTHING BUT I SO WOULD READ THAT PAPER LIKE LSKDFJOWEIRSDFWEORSDKFJ (u might get luke to beat artem for that #2 spot ykwim???)

but omg i get to talk ab marius omg omg omg (utc) :3

dude the CHOKEHOLD this man has me in... LIKE okay ik people might be thinking that he's just one of those rich kids who've been spoiled and could do whatever they want and blah blah blah (literally i've never seen anyone say this ab him but i'm ngl i did think that he was a bit annoying when we first meet him in the main story alksdfjwoerkasdf) BUT he's like... imo he's such an easy person to like "talk to" (ik he isn't real and stuff but if he were i could totally see myself just being naturally drawn to him - he wouldn't have to try so hard to get my attention that's for sure LKDJSFOWESLDFER) and he's just the type of person ik i can be comfortable around and he has power which ik isn't supposed to be everything nor is it his "most attractive" quality but i've grown up w kdramas... my sense of romance has been heavily skewed HAHAHAHAHA, so i find it very "hot" ig when he's like "or what?" yk? in his personal story like that vibe he gives off when he's ready to use his power to intimidate others is just alskdfjweioraweaskdlfj (i will go touch grass now...) - but only if it's for valid reasons - like if he were being a show-off w his power then i would just be like :/ sir i think YOU need to be the one touching grass but whatever

he's also an art kid. need i say more?

THERE IS NOTHING HOTTER THAN ART KIDS (imo)

jk yes there is... and that's gamer kids but that's besides the point

...after further thought, art kids and gamer kids are tied in hotness

ANYWAYS

it's prob his money but his style is also very flattering for him like DANG SIR PLEASE HAVE MERCY ON MY EYES????

while we're on appearances:

he has black hair. and purple eyes. I REPEAT BLACK HAIR AND PURPLE EYES- IDK MAYBE IT'S JUST ME BUT BEFORE MARIUS I WOULD'VE NEVER THOUGHT FOR SOMEONE TO HAVE BLACK HAIR AND PURPLE EYES (maybe blue eyes since that's like a real thing but not PURPLE eyes)

YET IT LOOKS SO GOOD ON HIM?????? i wanna know, like did mhy just wake up one day (i think it's hoyoverse now asldkfjaweraskf) and was like let's make a character w black hair and purple eyes BC IF SO I AM SO GRATEFUL THAT THEY DID LKDFJWOEIWEKLSDF

also his voice is so soft for rosa it has me WEAKKKKKK LIKE SDFKLJWEOIRJOWEISDFKWOEJROEIW

he also likes to crack jokes - it's so FRIGGIN CUTE I'M JUST LIKE

i do the disappointed shake of my head while laughing a little bc HE IS SUCH A DORK (affectionately) AND SLDKFJWEOIRHWESDFWOESDLK

i listen to all his voice messages and other things RELIGIOUSLY

also his blushy face is so CUTE I WANT TO SQUISH HIS CHEEKS

ALSO HE HAS PIERCINGS WHICH IS ALSO SO HOT

god, i am so in love with this man, it's so embarrassing

p.s. idk if u have this card, but narrow road is the only ssr marius card i have right and sr+ (sr and up) cards get stories right? dudeeeeee i was just going through the story again and LKSDJFOWEIROWERKSDFJWEORIEHWDSOLFJEWROWEKLSDFj i've fallen in love all over again this is not okay ;-;

#fanmail?! #izukus-gf !

[nothingelsematterswrites]

I dont know why am I sharing this with you cause I think you write mostly smut but I have the headcanon that Jim firstly bonds with John cause he usually is not into the making of a song when they are in the studio (for what I've seen in behind the scenes here and there) so they hang out there. idk it feels like there's a cute I-love-that-you-love-my-friends type of story here. Maybe he's not really sure Maylor likes him so he's nervous meeting Deaky? (Sorry for my English, I know it sucks)

Oh no, I love fluff (and angst too I guess) as well as smut!

*

1986

“Why don’t you go in there, darling, and meet Deaky, while I sort out this lover’s tiff?”

Jim smiles nervously and nods, shooting an anxious glance past Freddie to where Brian and Roger are having a heated argument. Given Roger’s just sprayed hairspray in Brian’s face, Freddie is probably going to have to physically intervene.

Yeah, Jim is definitely sure he doesn’t want to go near the warring couple right now, especially as he’s not entirely sure they like him anyway.

John is bent over his notebook when Jim comes in, and for a moment Jim freezes, worried he’s interrupted John’s writing and that John will hate him too.

“Oh, hello. You must be Jim.”

Well, John’s holding out his hand; that’s a good start.

“Yes. Pleasure to meet you, John. Sorry for interrupting.”

“That’s all right, I was stuck anyway. I can’t think with those two screaming.” John stretches out his shoulders.

“Does it…happen often?”

“Oh, yes,” John says with enough indifference to let Jim know that it probably happens more often than Jim has seen. “All the time. And if they’re not screaming in argument, they’re screaming each other’s names in bed. I’m quite glad I don’t live with them any more.”

“Do they even like each other?”

John’s eyes flash an odd sort of warning at Jim.

“Of course,” he says quietly. “They love each other most fiercely. They would kill for each other. It’s their love that makes them so volatile. But they never mean it. They’ll be kissing and making up soon, you’ll see.”

Jim doesn’t know what to say to that. He casts his eyes around, and notices a photograph propped up on John’s bass. It’s of four small children; three boys and a girl.

“They’re cute,” he offers lamely, but confidence fills him when he notices the way John absolutely glows.

“Aren’t they beautiful? My darlings.”

“How old are they?”

“Robert is just eleven, Michael is eight, Laura is seven, and Josh is two and a half,” John’s face is soft, his smile sweet, but a little sad. “Robbie’s getting so tall; I guess he’ll take after me.”

“You love them very much.”

“Of course,” John’s smile grows even sadder. “I miss them a lot. And I miss Ronnie, always. It’s hard, being away from the other half of your soul.” And suddenly his eyes are turned on Jim, his gaze stamped into Jim’s, as though trying to imprint his message on Jim’s very soul. “It’s so very difficult. So lonely. The bed is cold at nights. My heart beats half-time. It would be so easy, so easy, to find someone to share my bed; I wouldn’t even blame Ronnie if she found another man. But for me, for us, our love is worth all the pain and time spent apart.”

There’s a beat of silence while Jim absorbs that. He knows John is telling him how hard this will be.

“My Ronnie is worth it, my children are worth it. Is Freddie worth it, for you?” John asks, and there’s another silence as Jim tries to imagine it. Tries to imagine Freddie gone for long stretches at a time, months even. Tries to imagine the loneliness broken only by the occasional phonecall.

And then he remembers the look on Freddie’s face when he’d returned home from the last trip.

“Yes,” Jim smiles back at John. “Yes, he’s absolutely worth it.”

John’s face relaxes.

“I like you.”

Their attention is drawn back to the studio proper; Roger and Brian are kissing, and Freddie is approaching the booth with a familiar exasperation on his face. Jim is glowing in quiet contentment - at least one of Freddie’s “brothers” likes him.

“Oh, just so you know,” John adds casually as he stands up. “If you hurt him at all, I will string you up by your balls. With my bass strings.”

It’s said so mildly that a shiver of fear runs down Jim’s spine. He makes a note to keep on John Deacon’s good side, and then forgets everything else as Freddie enters the booth, his beautiful smile directed at Jim so that he forgets how to breathe.

Yes, Freddie will be worth it.

#Answering asks #my headcanons #jimercury

[luninosity]

ok um. i hope this isnt weird but basically ive been hyperfixating on your evanstan fic for the past few weeks and. god i just had to compliment you because its insane. i've absolutely fallen in love with chris and seb because you write them so enchantingly and endearing and i don't even love them that much in real life you just bring them to life in such a beautiful way. your work has been giving me existential crises because of how .. otherworldly and emotional they are? idk how to explain 1/3

but you just write them so spiritually and introspective that it makes me aware of all these beautiful little nooks of the universe the two are living in no matter what AU/scenario it is. it just makes me think of all this ethereal love and emotion happening and it makes me so hyperaware. obviously you can tell I dont have the talent with words that you have but i’m trying to adequately explain lol.. it’s just so beautiful and emotional and aklsdfjkjskdf. you’re also so incredibly talented 2/3

3/3 at crafting all these different scenarios and universes that i’ve fallen in love with. no matter what the AU is you always manage to create interesting characters and worlds that i just build in my head and i love.. i didn’t explain this well i hope i did you justice i just really really love your stories and you’ve inspired me to write more and to think about love and my existence and happiness and gah yep

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Oh, wow! Come let me adore you.

(Also sorry this is a slightly belated reply; we were out of town for a friend’s New Year’s party and I didn’t have my laptop!)

I absolutely always love knowing that you love my fic!!! And that you would take the time to say such lovely things! *hugs you a lot* I am completely smiling at the laptop, so thank you, thank you. :D :D

I mean, in a weird way, that’s sort of what all my fic is about - a universe in which love is kind of...woven into the fabric of living, obviously for the characters but also, like, present in a sympathetic pillow or sarcastic lampshade. To paraphrase Diane Duane, sometimes the Universe Notices - and kindness matters. (It’s funny, I was re-reading the first-ever Like Sugar story in preparation for the last one, and that’s sort of a theme in stories I write, from Like Sugar to even the more recent white witch Seb and hexed puppy Chris - they might be attracted or think the other person’s cute, sure, but they properly fall for each other, in love with each other, in moments of kindness and compassion. Apparently I have a theme?)

Hmm, as a thank you, want a tiny bit more of the last Like Sugar story? In theory it’ll be finished today, but not for a few hours probably, so you can have this bit. *more hugs*

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Chriskneels there on the bed, their wonderful supportive welcoming bed, and gazes athis husband, and is humbled, and in love. Sebastian’s incandescent.

 Hemoves fingers, testing, exploring. Sebastian moans, head rolling blindly from sideto side. His body clenches and then relaxes: around the penetration of thevibrator, and around Chris’s fingers, three of them, pressed in alongside. Hiscock, softening and reddened, twitches vainly. Chris soothes him, touches hiship, provides low-voiced reassurances. How good Sebastian’s being, howastonishing, how beautiful.

 Hisvoice isn’t soft simply to fit the moment. No, that’s pure awe.

 Heconsiders his husband, watching each half-conscious quiver and somnolentexhale. Sebastian’s very far away now, afloat in the deepest glowing realms ofsubspace, dreamy and pliant and trusting. His eyes are half-open but clearlyseeing nothing, hazy, drowsing. He mumbles a few sounds that aren’t words whenChris experimentally caresses his flushed cock, which must be hurting so badly,or would be if Seb were in any state to feel pain. That’d been a lot, the hurtand the pleasure and the evident lightning-bright mouth-open drawn-out dryorgasm, as his submissive went rigid in restraints and shuddered and shook andtried to convulse with it, prevented by bonds from curling up in agony anddelight as the sensations went on and on.

 Sebastianright now whines as Chris trails a finger across his shaft, but tries to lift exhaustedhips into the touch anyway. His climax—what few drops had been left to wringfrom him—is drying across his stomach. He’s damp with exertion and desire. Helooks like precisely what he’s asked to be: a beautiful classical submissive,bound up for use, for a Dominant’s pleasure.

 Chris’sheart aches with love suddenly, sharp and fierce. A stab to the chest. A brokenrib. A throb too poignant to contain in a cage of bone.

 Sebastianhas asked. Had gotten on both kneeswhen Chris had come home, and had made dinner, and had knelt at his feet to befed.

 That stabredoubles. A twist of love. He doesn’t know how to do this, how to want this.Sebastian’s his other half, his serenity, his safety net. Sebastian smiles athim and tells him that they’ll be fine, that Chris’s anxiety and stress andassorted past wounds are all just pieces of who he is, and that Seb loves everypiece. Chris believes that.

 Sebastian’schoosing this. Sebastian has a choice. Sebastian’s said it: I wanted to try. Iwant to know. For me.

 Chris’sheart puts itself back together, wrapped up in bandages the same cooljoyous rain-hue of his husband’s eyes.

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