Vet!Yuu: So lions don't purr. They chuff to show friendliness and nuzzle to show affection. Unfortunately for Leona he can't control when he does this.
-Later-
Vet!Yuu: Hey Leona~ Happy to see me?
Leona:(chuffs) Goddammit! Go away!
Why was Nalis both pleased and annoyed when MC blushed after the kiss
His first reaction was to be pleased because he just kissed you and you’re blushing now!!
He was annoyed because he remembered that you think he’s Thaumo in that scene.
He’s not really sure if you’re blushing because someone that looks like Nalis is kissing you, or if you’re blushing because you think Thaumo is kissing you. The annoyance is mostly a jealousy thing.
I can assure you, some people do NOT miss their days as trainees.
he’s just a tree boy and that’s kinda cool🐸
Barbatos: MC, I have something to ask you.
MC: ?
Barbatos: Why does it feel so good and hurt so bad?
Diavolo and Lucifer: *glaring at him*
MC: ...
MC: "Troublemaker"?
Barbatos: Oh! Thank you! I've been searching for the title of that song. *smiles*
Lucifer: ...
Diavolo: ...
Barbatos: *looks at them* *giving them that "I know you understood it in a different way" expression*
More celestial realm! Mc please. I beg of you 🙏🙏🙏😂😂😂
MC: *blinking their eyes in disbelief*
Lucifer: *sitting on MC’s lap; facing them*
MC: *gives off a troubled smile* What’s going on, Lucifer? Why are you sitting on my lap?
Lucifer: ...
Lucifer: I just feel like it.
MC: *laughs* Well, I hope you’re comfortable.
Lucifer: *hides his blush* Yes. Your lap is surprisingly soft.
Mammon: Oi, Lucifer. I never expected you would do something like this. Man, what are ya’? Five?
Asmo: I want to sit on MC’s lap too~.
Lucifer: *glares at them* This is my VIP seat. Back off.
MC: *just shakes their head in defeat*
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Barbatos: How’s your stay in the house of lamentation? Are they not giving you problems?
MC: Not really. Well, except that Satan is getting jealous of Luke.
Barbatos: Luke?
MC: Oh, yes... I haven’t introduced him to you yet. Well, he’s with me. Luke, are you still asleep?
Luke: *appears behind MC* *rubbing his eyes a little* *yawns* No... I’m already awake.
MC: *smiles* Luke, meet Barbatos.
Luke and Barbatos: *stared at each other*
Barbatos: *smiles* Can I adopt you?
Luke: *face reddens* No.
MC: Isn’t he adorable?
Barbatos: He is. He looks like he’s our son, don’t you agree? *chuckles*
Luke: I’m not! W-Well, I don’t mind MC being my parent, but not you!
Barbatos: I know how to bake sweets.
Luke: Really?
MC: Pft.
Luke: I-I mean... I’m not interested!
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*In the Celestial Realm*
Raphael: *shaking Michael* *completely pissed off by him* You said that if we sent Luke, that would solve my problem.
Raphael: But no! It’s creating more problem!
Michael: Haha... I just made a suggestion.
Raphael: You-!
Simeon: Raphael, if you worry that much, why don’t you go yourself?
Raphael: *stops shaking Michael* *looks at Simeon*
Simeon: ...
Simeon: You have just realized?
Raphael: ...
Raphael: Yes. But what if father doesn’t allow me?
Theo: You can go, Raphael.
Raphael: F-Father!
Theo: *smiles* You have sent Luke even though he’s still on the lowest rank of angels. So I don’t see a problem if I send you too.
Michael: Eh? So you already know that Raphael likes MC?
Theo: ...
Raphael: ...
Simeon: ...
Theo: Can you say that again?
Simeon: *face palm* Michael...
Michael: Oops. *laughs*
texting Dan Heng "baobei, come over" when we need help with something,,,,, and him getting all flustered and shy sksksks
(baobei = treasure in chinese)
A/N: pls, the man would short-circuit- This also got longer than I expected... oopsies. Well, I hope you enjoy <3
ft. Dan Heng x (gn!)Reader || [Fluff] -> Masterlist || → Taglist
"Baobei, can you come over for a sec? I need your help with something."
What would be an entirely normal direct message on his phone in the eyes of anyone else, was exactly the opposite to him.
Why did you call him a term of endearment in his native language out of the blue? Who even taught it to you? And did you even know what it means?
He could feel his face heat up uncontrollably and he immediately locked his phone again, looking around in panic to see if anyone was looking at him right now. He wished to avoid anyone seeing his reddened cheeks at any cost.
Mr. Yang was currently reading through some magazines and Himeko was currently somewhere else on the train, as was March. Lucky.
He quickly got up and headed for your room, halting in front of your door and trying to recollect himself before daring to knock on it.
He was leading possible conversations with you inside of his head to be prepared for as many possible outcomes as he could think of, which in turn made him more and more nervous.
Were you going to ask him out? Did you return his feelings? Are you planning to confess? Did you just mean to tease him and he was overthinking it?
He was most likely overthinking it. Sure, he had a crush on you but there was no way you would be able to know. He made sure you wouldn't find out under any circumstance. He believed March had her suspicions about it since she kept hinting at things, but he made sure to seem as indifferent about you as he possibly could every time.
Little did neither he nor you know that March knew everything and was trying to play the wing-woman for you two; The two idiots being obviously in love but at the same time too dumb to confess to each other.
By now his palms were sweaty and his heart was racing at light speed in his chest and he hadn't even knocked on the door yet. At the same time, he had no idea for how long he had been standing there, just staring at your door, but if someone would spot him hesitating like that, while also being beet red in the face, they could put two and two together.
In hindsight, it probably would've been smarter to just knock instantly without overthinking and getting this over with. Especially since his cheeks had grown even redder while he had done so.
As soon as he heard the door to the wagon he was in being opened he snapped out of his trance and finally knocked. Mostly just because he feared it would be Himeko or March. He wouldn't hear the end of their teasing if they spotted him in front of your room this flustered. Upon hearing your voice call him in he slipped right in as fast as he could without seeming suspicious.
"Hi! There you are finally!" You cheered, running over to him with a tablet in hand.
You were trying to show him something and ask him some questions, but he was too distracted to listen properly. What didn't help was that he felt like he was burning up from the inside with all the blood that was rushing to his cheeks. Admittedly, standing next to you after you called him baobei in your DM earlier, he even started to feel a little lightheaded.
"Hey, Dan Heng?" You looked at him visibly concerned with furrowed brows. "Are you not feeling well? Your face is all red and you look a bit out of it?"
"W-wha? Hmm? No, I'm alri-"
He was, in fact, not alright in the slightest. Especially not when he was cut off when you brushed his hair out of his forehead to feel his temperature. The skin-on-skin contact made everything even worse. For someone who was so put together usually, he currently was everything but.
"Good lord. You're burning up! Come here, lie down on my bed for a second."
He could absolutely not do that. He needed to leave. Fast.
"No, I'll just go lie down in my room instead. Just message me if you need anything from the archives."
"Okay," you nodded happily. "See ya later, baobei."
He winced at the mention of the word directly in person. You too didn't miss it and furrowed your brows in concern once more.
"Uh, did I say something wrong?" You asked, seemingly catching onto the fact that the word you kept saying to him could possibly be the reason for his strange behavior.
"D-do you know what that word means?"
"What? Baobei?"
He winced again before nodding and averting his gaze.
"Well... March said it means something along the lines of 'Bestie', I heard it when we were on the Luofu and thought it sounded cute."
So she was responsible for this. March, you would have some explaining to do.
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Ace and Deuce: *checking if MC is still sober to talk to*
Ace: How many fingers?
MC: *holds his hand and touches his fingers* ...Four.
Ace: Good. You're not that drunk.
Deuce: Why did you even drink? And who gave you alcohol?!
MC: I was... feeling sad. *sniffles* *cries*
Ace: Aish- Why were you sad?
MC: I don't want to go back... You idiots are not there...
Ace and Deuce: ...
Ace and Deuce: *both are tearing up*
Ace: Fuck-!
Deuce: Th-Then just stay here with us- *his voice cracked*
*the three just cried altogether*
ik you’ve written abt megumi a lot lately but i’m in deep right now lol😭 can i request a childhood friends to lovers with him and the readers met everyone that he knows except Itadori and Nobara? i feel like meeting them with him would be very chaotic and possibly embarrassing for him
childhood friends to lovers >>>
you're probably the only friend he made in grade school, unless you count tsumiki. honestly megumi isn't sure why you insisted on hanging out with him during recess or lunch, seeing his reputation was a little... well, you know how it was.
at first he's probably a little annoyed that you keep insisting on hanging around him, but eventually you're just a constant in his life. he wouldn't admit it, but on days that you stayed home sick or had an appointment during school hours, he was a little bit lonely.
(tsumiki teases him constantly and is always asking about you)
it's not until you admit a secret to him that he decides you probably are his best friend, and will finally admit it out loud. he'll never forget the nervous way you told him that you could see monsters, afraid that he would laugh and make fun of you for such a stupid thing. you're surprised when he sits down with you and tells you all about curses and jujutsu sorcerers and the annoying man that had essentially adopted him to strengthen his abilities in the hopes that one day he could kill those monsters.
(you fall a little in love with him that day in the fifth grade when he tells you that you don't have to be afraid of the monsters bc he'll always be around to scare 'em off)
you remain attached at the hip all through middle school, learning everything about each other during study halls and late nights staying up on the phone together. you talk to him about your cursed technique, and he spends hours with you trying to better understand it's capabilities. neither one of you have any other friends, and if you thought enough about it you'd probably realize you're social rejects. but neither of you care. you had each other and you understood each other, and that was all that really mattered.
the summer before high school, megumi tells you that it was time for him to go to a different school, where he could learn more about curses and follow the path to being a proper sorcerer. you tell him you're happy for him, that you're proud of him, and you know he'll succeed in anything he puts his mind too. he's blushing. you're holding back tears.
you don't want him to go. you couldn't possibly ask him to stay.
and then one day, just before the school year started, a weird man in dark sunglasses and the whitest hair you've ever seen approaches you while you're waiting for your order to be called at your favorite cafe.
he tells you who he is, and that megumi had spent many, many hours talking about you and your abilities. he hands you a brochure, and tells you that he wants you to enroll at jujutsu tech. at first you refuse, you're too afraid of the monsters, and you came from a family of non-curse users. you'd never even told them about your abilities. gojo tells you that he'd already spoken to your parents, and he'd convinced them to let you go to a private school under the guise of your outstanding academic record.
with that, you couldn't really refuse.
megumi is ecstatic when gojo brings you to the school. gojo doesn't think he's ever seen him so happy, and he's surprised when he hugs you tightly, overcome with joy that he didn't have to be apart from his favorite person.
you're both blushing.
in the two weeks before school starts, you help each other unpack and decorate in your little dorms, which are just down the hall from each other. you admit to megumi that you're not sure if this was the right path for you, and he tells you that no matter any anxiety you might have about your new life, he'd be there to help every step of the way.
your heart skips a beat when you look up into his azure eyes, knowing that he meant every word he said. are you supposed to feel this warm and fluttery for your friends? you're not sure, but you enjoy the feeling of butterflies in your stomach, so you don't think too much about it.
you spend almost every waking minute together before school starts. it's the best time of your life. you don't think you've ever been happier. megumi feels the same. he doesn't think he's ever laughed so much in his life spending all this extra time with you that he didn't get as much when you were still growing up.
the night that he's sent to find the cursed object that was sukuna's finger, you had been practicing applying your cursed technique with a teacher back at the school. apparently the blonde man with the spotted tie was the only one patient enough to train with you from the afternoon to well into the evening.
you aren't aware of the events that transpired with one itadori yuji. you had far too much catching up to do. megumi briefly mentions another student joining our class, but he doesn't give away too much information. he'd rather hear about how far you're coming along with your technique, anyways.
a few days later, your mentor Nanami tells you there will be yet another student joining you, a young girl this time. you're excited at the prospect of making new friends.
megumi dreads it.
gojo had already mentioned you (more specifically, he'd said "just wait until you meet (y/n)! I'm sure megumi will be happy to introduce you to his girl!") to the three of them on the last assignment they'd taken together. yuji and nobara had squealed at the prospect of their grouchy classmate having a girl. megumi doesn't know how yet, but he knows he'll have to get gojo back for that one.
it's not until a few days after nobara has joined the team that you finally have some free time away from training, and you suggest to megumi that all four of you should have some bonding time.
"we're classmates. we bond enough" he'd replied gruffly, going back to the book he was reading. but you gave him your best puppy dog eyes and insisted that you must meet them.
"you think they won't like me?" you ask when he continues to shoot the idea down.
megumi huffs, finally dropping the book to his lap and staring blankly at you. you scooted closer to him on his bed.
"you're not embarrassed of me are you, megumi?" you tease, grinning ear to ear.
"course not" he muttered, turning away in hopes that you wouldn't see his blushing face.
you can still see the red tips of his ears, and that feeling of butterflies that you'd been experiencing lately returned. you tease him for his blushing. he gives in with a defeated sigh, throwing his head back against the wall as he agrees to a lunch with your new classmates.
you clap your hands, and lean forward to press your lips to his cheek without thinking. he thinks his heart might burst he could die right there. he gets up and leaves the room hastily under the excuse of finding nobara and yuji.
when the lunch finally rolls around, he contemplates pretending to be sick so he didn't have to go. he couldn't possibly handle yuji and nobara teasing him- which was bound to happen.
but you're so excited, you'd spent all morning with him trying to find the right thing to wear- despite megumi repeatedly telling you that anything was fine, and he was just going to wear his uniform.
"well that's different, you look good in your uniform. it makes me look boxy" you told him, before grabbing a different hanger and heading back into the bathroom to change for the hundredth time.
he feels hot suddenly at the compliment. you continued to fluster him, and it was starting to drive him crazy.
when you emerge in a new outfit, megumi swallows his fear (and maybe his pride too).
"that looks good," he tells you as you look over the outfit in your mirror. "you look, uh, pretty"
you grin, finding it adorable how much he struggled to compliment you. you decide this is the one, and beckon him to come with you to meet your new friends at the gate.
"they're loud," megumi warns. "and... annoying" he adds.
"I don't mind," you shrug, not thinking twice about his cautious words. "I think it'll be good for us to branch out a little"
megumi's hands are closed in tight, clammy fists at his sides.
"i guess" he mumbles. he's never felt so much anxiety in his life before.
(y/n) reaches a hand out to his, gently prodding open his fist and linking her fingers through his. he stops in his tracks, and she turns to look at him, puzzled.
"what's been bothering you?" she asks, worried.
megumi looks anywhere but at her face. all he can think about was how soft the palm of her hand is, and how it seemed to fit perfectly in his. his heart's racing. his mind is buzzing with thoughts of her. but even with her standing in front of him, he can't bring himself to look at her.
"it's stupid"
(y/n) shrugs her shoulders. "so?"
its a simple response, but it seems to do the trick to get herself catapulted over his high, high walls, because he gives in and fucking admits it already.
"they kinda know that i... like you," he says, eyes dropping to hers to watch her reaction closely. "like you like... more than friends like each other"
her mouth forms a little 'o' and her cheeks and quickly turning a rosy shade of pink. she processes the words carefully, before her lips break into a smile, and she squeezes the hand she's holding.
"megumi," she says warmly. "why does that bother you so much? you don't want them to know?"
he sputters out nonsense.
"well I didn't need them going and- and blabbing off to you! I wanted to be the one to tell you first"
(y/n) chuckles, and drags him along with her so they can continue their walk to the gates.
"I already knew," she shrugged casually.
megumi thinks he's going to die.
"but I appreciate you finally telling me," she adds. "and for what it's worth, I like you too"
he wants to cuss her out for making him so anxious over nothing, but he's so elated that he bites his tongue.
(for now, later that night he'll chew you out for not telling him sooner. you'll giggle and kiss his nose and tell him you like watching him squirm. he'll pull you against him and affectionately call you the devil)
and for what it's worth, megumi wasn't wrong. as soon as your new classmates see your joined hands and megumi's blushing face, it is open season. you want to make them calm down for your sweet, shy boy's sake, but you can't help but giggle along while they childishly, relentlessly tease him for having a soft spot.
the soft spot grows larger as he ducks his face into the collar of his shirt. his hand squeezes yours a little tighter.
silently, you tell him,
any anxiety you might have, I'll be here every step of the way. ___
got a lil carried away. i love megumi he makes me soft :')
hello! i just read your mash fic and i wanna request a mash x (preferably fem) reader oneshot if thats ok with you. maybe something simple like the reader has known mash since childhood and is confessing to him (first kiss too??).
thanks <3
TAGS: Mash Burnedead/Fem!Reader
It's still a bit weird to me seeing how much traction my smol mash/reader drabble is getting even until now, but it's very much appreciated HAHAHA Also, sorry for taking so long to get to this and hope you like it!
"I love you, Mash."
Mash stared down at you without blinking, only making your already overwhelming anxiety practically skyrocket. You could feel how clammy your hands were as you clutched at the hem of your shirt, every molecule in your body screaming at you to run away and hide your face forever yet at the same time you were frozen in place.
"I shouldn't have said anything," you thought to yourself, biting your lower lip as regret swirled within you. Why did you even think doing this was a good idea?
While childhood friends falling in love and getting together isn't anything new in both real life and within the pages of your romance novels, it didn't guarantee that your own childhood friend would happily reciprocate your feelings and live happily ever after with you.
Because why would he?
Even if he didn't have an ounce of magic flowing through his veins, Mash was handsome, honest, and even if it might not seem like it at first, he had a heart of gold that cared for and protected his loved ones fiercely.
Meanwhile, you were just...you.
"Maybe I should tell him that I was just joking--"
"I love you too."
You don't get the chance to run away when Mash's toned arms wrap around your waist to pull you into a tight embrace. You were so close that could smell the faint scent of soap on his skin, fresh from a shower after his daily workout.
"I was planning on telling you before we started school, but...you beat me to the punch."
His statement drained out all the anxiety and fear that'd been brewing inside, leaving only warmth as the meaning of his words registered in your mind.
"Mash...you big dummy!" You laughed, an honest and unrestrained laugh as you realized that all your fears were for nothing.
Despite wearing his usual deadpan expression, you could pick out a certain softness in his gaze as he stared deeply into your own eyes. It feels like you're falling in love with him all over again when he looks at you like this. Your cheeks lit up at the attention.
"I'm gonna kiss you if you keep acting so cute, creampuff," stated Mash, voice lowering into what you could only describe as a husky purr.
His lips are so close now that if you so much as tilt your head, your lips would inevitably meet. Your heart throbbed at the mere thought.
"And what if I want you to kiss me...?"
Mash doesn't waste another second.
It becomes only just the first of many more kisses to come.
Simeon: *preaching at the front and sees MC staring at him* MC… You don’t need to stare at me like that.
MC: Sorry… I was too focus on listening to you.
Simeon: *smiles* It’s alright.
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Asmo: I don’t know if which of us is the avatar of lust of anymore.
MC: Why?
Asmo: You have been staring at me and it’s turning me on.
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MC: *daydreaming but unknowingly staring at Lucifer*
Lucifer: Do you need something, MC?
MC: *snaps back to reality* Huh?
Lucifer: Don’t do that again. I’ve almost kissed you.
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Mammon: *getting uncomfortable*
MC: *stare*
Mammon: ACK!!! I CAN’T FOCUS!
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Satan: MC, you’re staring too hard.
MC: Huh? On what?
Satan: *blushes* On my face. For five minutes actually.
MC: Oh… I didn’t notice.
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Diavolo: *chuckles*
MC: What?
Diavolo: You’re staring at me for a while. Are you sure you’re not inlove to me yet?
MC: *rolls eyes*