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This is so fluffy it's making my stomach hurt

ㅡlove me in this and the next

📜🖋️🎀SUPPORT MY KO-FI🎀🖋️📜

the reflection in the mirror bears your resemblance. you wipe off the excess stain of lipstick, gingerly watching the red shade follow the shape of your lip, and then, in a moment of notice, your eyes catch the sight of a beauty mark on your jaw.

behind you, there’s the rustling clothes.

a pair of arms embraced your waist as you sit idly in the messy sea of blankets in your lover’s room, the young man’s soft exhales can be mistaken he's sleeping yet chung myung, with all of his morning wake, sit up properly. his face pressing to your hips seconds ago is now buried in your neck, his long eyelashes tickling your skin there, as you watch him in silent adoration.

“have you heard of the saying ‘beauty marks are the places your lover in the past life kissed the most’?” your whispered voice almost lulling him to sleep. using the mirror to see him better, you moved to angle it.

chung myung leaned forward to kiss your jaw. “tell me more about it.”

“there’s nothing much about it,” you brush his hair with your fingers once he tries to sleep on your shoulder. “if that is true, i think you and my past lover share a similarity.”

you can’t see the twinkle in his half-lidded eyes. chung myung tilted his head to the side while one of his hands slipped into your thin robes, playing with your flesh — caressing and light pinches. your eyes met his and you think the expression on his face is telling you i-know-something-that-you-don’t.

“is that so? that’s good then. it means in the next life, you’ll born with this mark reminding you of me again.”

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Cheong myeong (청명) 🌸

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Do you see what I see

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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Cr: @badKK_goodKK on X!

Cr: @AJDGF_DR on X too...

Those fucking BOOBS. FUCKING MAN BOOBS.

(Still love my man Bo tho x3)

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Quick headcanon of TB and CM before I go to sleep...

I feel like Tang Bo's sensitive part of his body (not even sexually but u can still think it that way) is around his waist/middle... Like imagine hugging him from behind? Bro would literally short-circuit on the SPOT. It's a bit ticklish but not so much..

Chung Myung's sensitive part of his body is his neck, not the whole neck, obviously. But his Adam's apple and the nape/back of his neck... It's vulnerable, to say it lightly... It sends shivers up his spine... But he reacts more when you kiss his nape instead of his throat, just bite if he doesn't react like you wanted him too! He'll give you more later anyway 🫦

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Okay so guys I just found one of the best Korean cosplayers and holy shit you CANNOT convince me if this won't actually look like Chung Myung if he was real.

Cr: @NOS_XK_ on X!

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Oh my god look at those TITS

https://x.com/G4Eb0b/status/1582342608247959552?t=ztUhfsAQtJl_0JrhSnQDeQ&s=09

@G4Eb0b on x!

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I swear I can explain, they just popped up in my gallery 🙏

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Me when I see Tang Bo

No more apologizing for being horny on main. No more horny jail. We’re horny prison abolitionists. No gods, no masters! Wait. Okay maybe a few masters. Alright but no bars will hold us! No whips and chains will — fuck, hang on, let me start again.

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The day he realizes he actually cares about them as much as they care (and maybe a little bit afraid of him).

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The training ground was in chaos.

Again.

Screams echoed. Bodies slammed into the dirt. The sun beat down mercilessly, but Cheongmyeong stood in the center, arms crossed, brows drawn tight like a disappointed mother.

“Is this what you call swordsmanship?” he barked, voice sharp as a drawn blade. “If I gave my sword to a chicken and blindfolded it, it would still have better form than that!”

Groans of pain and indignation rose, but no one dared talk back.

They were terrified of him, sure—but also in awe of him.

Cheong Myeong rolled his eyes. He’d said the same insult three days ago. He needed new material. Something to keep them on edge a little longer. (In a good way, of course.)

Still, he watched them. These scrappy, loud-mouthed brats. Some talented, some hopeless. Most were bruised in body and spirit. But they kept coming back. (As if they had a choice..) Every day. Even when they knew they'd be pushed to their limits, cursed at, and thrown to the ground like sacks of rice.

Why?

He didn’t understand it.

And he didn’t realize he’d been watching in silence for a while—until a voice cut through his thoughts.

“Cheong Myeong,” Yoon Jong said quietly, walking up with a flask. “You forgot to drink again.”

Cheong Myeong took the flask, grunting something that could have been gratitude, though it sounded more like a growl.

Behind Yoon Jong, Jo Gul was dragging Yu Iseol back to her feet after a particularly bad fall. Tang Soso was berating the younger disciples, mimicking Cheongmyeong's voice in a way that made some of them laugh. Even Baek Chun was smiling faintly, despite the fact his clothes were caked with mud.

They were all tired. Hurt. Angry.

But they weren’t afraid.

Not truly.

Not of him.

Because they knew he wouldn’t let anything happen to them.

Because they trusted him.

A strange, uncomfortable warmth bloomed in his chest.

He turned away before anyone could see the flicker in his eyes.

Cheong Myeong had died once already. Covered in blood. Fought against the heavenly demon, Cheon Ma only to die next to the mountains of bodies that belonged to his sworn brothers. Later causing the fall of Mount Hua from honor. (Which he's working on rebuilding it even better than before.)

But in this life—this ridiculous, noisy, exhausting second chance—he had people. He swore he'll train so they can protect themselves. To protect their loved ones, their home. Mount Hua.

He had people who trusted his back in battle.

People who brought him water when he forgot.

People who learned under him, followed him, laughed when he wasn’t looking.

They didn’t just respect him.

They loved him.

He didn’t know how to accept that.

Didn’t know if he ever could.

But as the sun dipped low and the disciples began to rise again, ready for the next round of "training" (read: suffering), Cheong Myeong let out a long breath.

And smiled.

Just a little.

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First time writing a fic... Kinda nervous!.. tell me y'all's honest opinion, did you like this little short wholesome fic of this cute ass family?

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Welp, Cheong Myeong It is! Imma start working on him, tell me in the comments what y'all want, hdcs or scenarios or anything, actually, I don't mind, imma try to either post tonight or tmr B4 my exams and love y'all 🌸

Aight I feel like I should start with our darling ROTMHS...

Y'all have one week to answer and tell me, if u got any ideas drop em in my ask box!!

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Can you please stop reposting uncredited artworks?

I WOULD credit them if I just found their original artists 💔 but Pinterest isn't being helpful and I don't often use Twitter, unless you know the original artist please tell me so I can actually put them in my posts, I swear it's not on purpose that I don't credit, I just don't find the artists

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Yandere! Flustered Cheong Myeong.. who's the hand?

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This is wild

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Aight I feel like I should start with our darling ROTMHS...

Y'all have one week to answer and tell me, if u got any ideas drop em in my ask box!!

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Should I try writing fics? I'm most desperate for ROTMHS, TGCF, MDZS and SVSSS. Problem? I just joined the last 3 fandoms, but the first? Yeah I think I can cook up something.. PLEASE ask me what I should write 🙏

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Who is this hot daddy??? NMJ?? Sign me UP.

Could you please do nie mingjue having a crush on reader (fem or gender neutral)? Thank you!

Of course Anon!

MDZS Crush Headcanons [NMJ]

• Nie Mingjue does an excellent job in keeping his crush for you hidden behind his usual intimidating expression. He isn't one to blush or get sheepish over you.

• However, it does show in other aspects, such as his protectiveness over you. He would glare at any of his/other men that dare stare at you with such disgusting looks. Speak up for you if you could not do so yourself or all in all, look out for your well-being. Of course, doesn't go unnoticed by his sworn and actual brother.

• He does not doubt your power, but at the same time, he refuses to let you go on particularly dangerous night hunts. Yet his emotions only seem to deepen when he witnesses your persistence, your eagerness to show him your strength. So, he accompanies you on the night hunt

• Nie Mingjue is not the best when it comes to hopelessly romantic actions. Or romance, in general. He has never felt this way towards a woman. The only high he has ever received is during battle. He would not know how to approach you. He would confide in Huaisang, who, to his dismay, is a romantic. When he deems his brother's advice cliche, he asks Lan Xichen instead who tells him to be honest and speak from the bottom of his heart

• This was the worst advice that Lan Xichen could give him. The next day at a dinner, he stood to his feet and made a beeline for you. Now, anyone can agree that merely having Sect Leader Nie stride towards someone with his usual intimidating face was enough to make anyone's knees quake. Especially yours. However, you were left dumbfounded when his hands slammed down on your table. Speaking out in a loud, clear voice;

• ''Y/N. You have caught my interest. I am certain that I have eyes for you and would appreciate if you acknowledge my emotions because your obliviousness is irritating.''

• Let's just say that Huaisang practically slammed his face into his plate.