modern! university! au dan heng who is lowkey your will-they-wont-they situationship and convinces himself that you'd never actually end up together so he should focus on his work and academics and yet he can't help but yearn and get closer to you........in my brain.....rn....
Also he would so listen to malcolm todd sweet boy (2024) album on his wired headphones 😐 while like leaning on a tree under the shade or some shit
No, actually I will never be over Annabeth throwing her knife into the ocean hoping Percy will notice and come help only to have Percy, king among boyfriends, make the most dramatic ass entrance, knocking out attackers with a giant wave, ocean waves cascading behind him as he casually walks up onto the beach to Annabeth, hands her her knife and says “I think you dropped this.” Fucking legend.
I saw this one post on X saying that in the new Dan Heng Spring Festival artwork post HSR made, in Vidyadhara age, Dan Heng looks like he's in his early to mid twenties. While Dan Feng looks like he's in his thirties. And the more older Dan Heng grows, he looks more like Dan Feng. So my minds been going on a whole ahh rampage saying Dilf Dan Feng for no reason. 😭
Maen what am I yapping bro it's 12:37 AM here I gotta sleep.
Ooh that's an amazing analysis! In that ichor of two dragons or whatever the animated short's name was, you can see that Dan Feng's facial and overall body structure is more mature than Dan Heng's, he's mentally more mature as well so he's gotta be old asf man
🤤🤤🤤 Dilf Dan Feng tho, didn't @toasted-for3v3r write dilf Dan Feng fics holy shit they were good ❤️🩹
Summary:- You are a simple girl, you simply visit the library and go to the coffee shop, but only for the pretty barista who serves your drinks-?!
Warnings- implied masc reader, femme bisexual dev, mentions of making out, teasing, WLW!!!,
For my amazing friend dev, ur too hot to not have a fanfiction of you. I'll make sure everyone wanna make out with u♡
The bell above the café door chimed softly as you stepped inside.
The smell of coffee beans and vanilla syrup wrapped around you immediately, warm and familiar. It was your favorite little café in town, partly because of the cozy atmosphere
...And mostly because of Dev :3
She stood behind the counter, wearing her usual black tank top and cargo jeans. Gold rings glinted on her fingers as she scribbled something on a cup. Her shoulder-length curls bounced whenever she moved, as the sun's rays hit her brown eyes, illuminating them.
You swore she looked beautiful
"Hey!" Dev said smiling at you, her glasses rested on top of tilted a little as she jumped when she saw you.
"Hi," you answered, trying not to sound weird. "The ..Usual?"
"Uh... yeah." "One vanilla iced latte?." She tapped the register.
"Coming right up." You nodded and then kept standing there. Like an idiot. An idiot Sandwich.
Dev tilted her head, her voice ringing in concern. "You okay?"
"Yep."
"You sure?" "Mhm.." "You've been staring at the menu for thirty seconds."
"Oh."
You looked up, you had, in fact, been staring directly at a sign advertising pumpkin muffins.
Dev bit her lip to stop herself from laughing, and your face heated up in embarrassment, you immediately looked down at the floor giggling nervously, with your hands covering your flushed red face.
When you peeked through your hands, she was still smiling.
Her curls framed her face in messy spirals. Gold rings flashed on her fingers as she absentmindedly tapped them against the counter.
"You know," she said, tilting her head, "most people just order their drink."
"I am ordering my drink."
"You've been here for four minutes."
Dev just chuckled, shaking her head as she reached for a cup.
"Yeah, yeah. Here you go."
She slid your drink across the counter, the gold rings on her fingers catching the light. You took it with a quiet thank you.
Normally, this would've been the part where you awkwardly retreated to your usual table and spent the next hour pretending not to glance at her every thirty seconds.
Instead, you stayed like some stiff statue. Dev noticed immediately, of course she did, she's either too observant or the dumbest most oblivious person in the world.
"You need something else?"
"No, I just..." You fiddled with your sleeve. "How's High school going?" Her eyebrows lifted slightly. "Oh."
A smile tugged at her lips.
"Small talk?" "Maybe." "Wow. I'm honored."
You looked over to see one of Dev's coworkers was standing a few feet away, wearing the most knowing expression you'd ever seen. The second they noticed you looking, they immediately winked at Dev. Not subtle in the slightest.
Dev's face instantly flushed. "Oh my god."
The coworker only smirked and jerked their head toward you before making a little shooing motion.
You watched the entire exchange in confusion..
Dev looked like she wanted the floor to swallow her whole. "Ignore them."
Muttering under her breath, Dev pulled off her cap and set it on the counter. Without it, her curls fell freely around her shoulders, soft and slightly messy from being tucked away all afternoon.
She stepped out of the counter, and stood right beside you, looking up at your.
"Happy?"
"A little."
She wheezed loudly and you smiled at her .
"Come on sigma"
Together, you wandered toward one of the quieter corners of the café where usually no one was and only the smokers sat during breaks. It was tucked away near a side window, half-hidden from the rest of the shop.
You leaned against the wall, drink still cold in your hands, while Dev stood across from you. Without the counter between you, she somehow looked different, more calm outside that damn counter probably stressing out to remember names and order's.
"I think I'd rather tell a fish I hate water."
"Exactly."Dev pointed at you triumphantly.
"See? You get it."
The smile she gave you was quick and bright.Your stomach immediately betrayed you. Because the thing was—You always got it. You always listened. You always remembered the things she talked about. The books she liked.
And before your brain could stop your mouth—
"I mean, obviously. I like you."
Oh fuck.
Dev was staring at you. Her eyes slightly widened. Her lips parted.
And then, slowly—A smile appeared.Not a big one.Not even a particularly kind one. It was almost unfairly amused. Almost condescending. But her cheeks were almost as flushed as the cherry red lip gloss she had on her lips.
Oh?" she repeated. "You like me?"
Your heart stopped. Actually stopped. She tilted her head slightly in hope for a response as you quickly mustered out a "NO!" as she fake pouted while swaying towards us. She was so close yet so far away at the same time.
"Such a shame.." she whispered looking up at us with a slight pout, the scent of coffee and her perfume flooding your entire senses.
Your neurons activated hearing that and immediately leaned your face close to her, one of your hands resting on her hip and the other rising up to cup her soft cheek.
"Can i?"
Dev only nodded before your lips crashed onto hers, the taste of the cherry flooded your senses, lips oh so soft and her hands right buried in your messy hair pulling you closer.
You swore you looked at her like a kicked puppy as she reluctantly pulled away, lip gloss slightly smudged but eyes bright as the stars.
"My lip gloss is smudged on your lips too!" She giggled out and you thank your nerdy brain for rambling accidentally confessing to her
Dan Heng on Planarcadia is so funny to me because he just spent all of Amphoreus unlearning all of this fear and hatred he had surrounding Yingxing/Blade and his past so that he could focus on protecting the family he had here in the present and future, and it took him literal thousands of years to do this mind you! He spent all of actual time working on himself and dedicating himself to being the Guard of the Astral Express
but the second he gets to Planarcadia it all goes out the window. He immediately lets Sunday take a hit for him, and tries to throw hands with Blade the second they make eye contact. He truly only has the team braincell when TB and March are nearby
the astral express is such a mess it's really interesting
and by a mess I mean that nobody on the train is normal whatsoever
We, the trailblazer, are an amnesiac ex-stellaron hunter with something known as the 'Cancer of All Worlds' stuffed inside of us, who might be an Aeon and have the ability to alter destiny apparently, and since the eye of Ishvara cannot perceive their fate they're definitely connected to an Aeon at the very least.
Himeko is the descendant of someone who stored her entire planet in a painting and apparently faked her death after defeating a serial killer in a game to gain the authority of an Aeon for a minute which she only entered to negate a curse that she got because of said ancestor, who is apparently still alive in spite of (probably) not being a long life species, and we still don't know who won those games
Welt is Welt. he is the Herrscher of Reason which in itself is insane, he came from another world and I don't know enough about HI3 to say much more but I know he's probably one of, if not the most OP person on the train
Sunday managed to design the shared dreamscape as a child and then went on to become the dead Aeon of Order for a bit
March is literally her own self-insert OC and her alternate personality can only be defeated by the power of friendship from March specifically because otherwise she can just sweep you into a memoria tide or make you forget everything and more since she is just that OP. Oh and she's also a candidate for becoming AN AEON
Then there's Dan Heng. And there is so much I can say about Dan Heng but I'm going to shorten it for the sake of this post. He is literally the creation of a dead Aeon and one of the few beings described as being the 'closest beings to permanence'. He was also implied to have been a god on his world, he is a god on another world. He has simultaneously lived over 90 lives and is in his early 30's and is also over 1000 years old. His original world hates him so much they went against their own laws to increase his punishment then proceeded to mess up so bad he might have started getting memories from aforementioned dead Aeon.
