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I saw this collection whilst scrolling through ASOS a while ago and it’s just too fitting to ignore ok

it’s black, white, and red

it’s Zen

it’s perfection

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Lovely Zen Week - Day Three

Theme:  Insecurities

Always, she had to smile.

“Babe, I have to pretend to be a couple with this model; are you gonna be okay?”

She smiled and nodded to him.

“There’s a kiss scene, here; you don’t have to watch.”

She smiled and shrugged him off.

“Babe, this scene is very intimate…You don’t have to stay while we’re filming it.”

She kissed him and smiled before leaving the set.

Always, always, she smiled at him.

In a way, she was an excellent actress, herself.  She always fooled the rest of the cast and crew. They thought she was impressive, to let her boyfriend take so many romantic roles and steamy commercials.  Some applauded her self-confidence. Others wondered if she and Zen were really a couple.

And to them, too, she smiled.

They never saw the tightness in her eyes.

They always missed the way her expression slipped as she turned away.

Only Zen ever came home to see her with suspiciously red eyes.

“Babe, I can take other roles.  I don’t always have to be that guy.”

But he shone as the handsome hero.  He excelled at being the romantic lead.  Sales always soared when he modelled a product.  It wasn’t his fault that they tended to be very sensuous roles.

So, she shook her head and told him to keep doing what he loved.

And his heart ached every time he saw that smile.  He wanted her to laugh. He wanted her joy. But the expression she made when she gave her consent to his roles was never genuine.

“I’m happy when you’re happy, oppa.”

But how could he be happy when he knew her heart was breaking?

Finally, he discovered a solution.

He would repay her for everything that he was made to do in front of an audience.

Every kiss that he sold, he returned to her in full.

She told him he didn’t need to try so hard, for her.  She understood the nature of his job. It was just acting; he was really hers, at the end of the day.

But he saw her glow after every embrace.

For his romantic lines, he made sure she stood behind the camera.  The world may believe that he was serenading his adoring public, but they knew better:  every heartfelt word, he spoke to her.

She insisted the camera and crew didn’t like her getting in their way.

But he never saw her rush to hide a tearful face, again.

His intimate scenes, he made sure to rehearse with her.  At length. And made sure after every show that he gave her an encore.

She teased him, saying what he did was over the top.

But he saw her happy and at ease whenever she was on-set.

Always, she had to smile.

But now, her self-security was genuine.

——fin——

I wrote a jealousy fic ages ago; maybe you’ve heard of it? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ZEN!! Love you always 💕

I won’t be able to finish the artwork I intended for his birthday cause of IRL stuff I have to do tomorrow but it still didn’t feel right not to post anything for his birthday so I recycled an old art and turned it into a gif lol XD. I’ll post a wip of the artwork I’ve been working on in a bit…

DO NOT REPOST/EDIT

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@lovelyzenweek - day 6! Promp: “Stars” Zen + blond MC (I don’t know how her hair end up longer that I expected)

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Zen, stop, that tickles.XD

DAY 1: Firsts ;) @lovelyzenweek Okay I’m a day late but hopefully I catch up..

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Happy birthday, Zenny💙

Zen will always have a special place in my heart since his was my first route with a good ending.

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@lovelyzenweek Day 6 & 7 Late Nights // Stars // HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZEN!

“I saw stars on our first kiss♡“ 

Happy Birthday to this man whom I’ve had a huge crush on for the past two years! I’m sorry I couldn’t invest in anything fancier than this;;; Special thanks to mod Lily for organizing the Lovely Zen Week! It was great drawing from the prompts, as well as seeing other great works that featured Zen! Here’s to another year of celebrating our knight ♡

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Happy Birthday Zen!! (+Happy Easter)

All the love to you on your birthday Zenny~<3 I totally didnt forget your emblem thingy on your chest

Lovely Zen Week Day 7: Birthday

Thank you so much @lovelyzenweek for organizing this week! Though I couldn’t participate in all the days, I still had fun drawing Zen!! Keep up the good work for the extra 3 days!! <3 (Also I literally just remembered lovely zen week is about ZenxMC, I hope this is still ok ^^;)

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@lovelyzenweek Day 2 Rainy Days // Aesthetics 

I decided to make a comic based on this piece I did for the @zenfanzine! I need more comics/doujins of these two…!

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@lovelyzenweek Day 4- AU. One hell of a butler Zen, serving you the ultimate delicacy- Le Fish Shaped Bread. ♡

-more Mystic Messenger art-

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day 4 of #lovelyzenweek (@lovelyzenweek) - (red riding hood) AU - a wolf looking for his prey

(zen voice) all men are wolves mc!

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Day 5 - Flowers 

🌼🌸🌺🌸🌼🌸🌺

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Lovely Zen Week - Day Four

Theme: Alternate Universe

Universe: The RFA are ballroom dance instructors

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From the moment she walked into the dance studio, he was captivated.

She had never come to the studio before, but there was something oddly familiar about her that Zen couldn’t quite put his finger on.  Maybe they had met before? But he would have remembered someone like her. There was something about her that drew him in. Perhaps they had met, but in a dream?  He often had odd dreams like that…

He was overjoyed to find out she wanted to learn the tango.  That was his specialty dance.  Naturally, V assigned him as her teacher, and so, Zen welcomed her with open arms.

She could only meet with him in the evenings, she told him.  Apparently, she worked all day, and nighttime was when she was free.

He winked and told her that he was a night owl, himself.  Arranging to meet her at night was just fine, by him.

Inwardly, he thanked his lucky stars that he did not have to make up some excuse to ensure a one-on-one class with her.  Thanks to her schedule, it was only natural that they be the only two people in class.

That first evening, he noticed that she blushed very easily.  He took her hand and she blushed. His hand on her waist and her cheeks darkened.  He drew her in against his body, and her ears were aflame.

He complimented how prettily she changed colours, and he could almost see steam coming out of her ears.

He marvelled in how sensitive she was.  He found it adorable. But he wondered why she chose to learn such an intimate dance, when she was so easily made uncomfortable.

With stammering and sideways glances, she admitted that she wanted to learn confidence.  She wanted to be bolder, and more sure of herself. And all the tango dancers that she had ever seen were precisely that.

Such a brave statement coming from such a shy lady.

Zen knew in that moment that he would give his everything to make sure she got her wish.

He started slow, demonstrating steps beside her, or taking only one of her hands to guide her.  He was careful about touching her, instructing her with his words rather than his hands about fixing her poses and posture.

Gradually, they came to a point where he was holding her hand through the whole class.  Then, she learned not to jump every time he put his hand on her hip.

The blushing never fully went away.

When it came to being held close together, he followed her lead.  It was awkward to tango at an arm’s length from one’s partner, but it was where she was comfortable.  He let her keep a certain distance, until she felt she was ready.

Naturally, she started to move closer to him.  As the days passed, she allowed him to hold her closer, until finally, they were dancing properly together.

Her eyes sparkled when he pointed it out to her for the first time.

He had never seen anything more beautiful.

Without thinking, when he saw that expression, he kissed the back of her hand.

He didn’t realize he had done it, until his lips were already leaving her skin.

Once again, redness bloomed across her neck and face.

But rather than an expression of terror, a delighted smile spread across her face.  Bashfully, she looked away from him, but he had definitely seen that smile.

In a shy murmur, she asked him if he treated all his students so.

Honestly, he shook his head.  In earnest tones, he told her just how special she was, to him.

How the thought of her blushes was enough to turn one of his bad moods into something joyous.  How she was always on his mind, whether or not they had a lesson that evening. How dancing with her was the highest point of his day, and the thing that he looked forward to the most.  And how he desperately, desperately hoped that he had a chance with her.

They stayed late in the studio, that night, finally having a personal talk with each other, sorting out what to do, now that they had crossed a line.

But before they went home, she made sure to repay his kiss.

After all, he was someone special to her, too.

——fin——

I’m almost caught up!

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Timezones are weird esp because I’m currently in NZ (GMT+13) :’D

But here’s an early happy birthday to ZEN, a happy birthday to myself and have a #lovelyzenweek everyone!

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SMOOOOOOOOCH!

I forgot Ryuna’s mole…

I notice there aren’t many zen fans anymore…zen will always be my number one T///T sorry Saeran, Seven….

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Zen is a treasure. ✨

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ZEN in Mystic Messenger

I’m playing the game! I hope I can draw all the characters xD