#dan-chan

[relicuser]

I don't know if I'm the only one, but whenever I see cotton candy, I immediately think of Dan~Chan. I don't know if it's the fact that most times cotton candy is blue and pink, or the fact that cotton candy is a sweet, and that's what Nana is known for making, but now my brain can't unmake the connection.

[destinestuff]

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[noncanon-mcd-stories]

Gentle Movements

Dante was polishing his (admittedly old) armor when he heard his wife cry out. "Dante-kun! Come here, quick!"

Dropping the chestplate, he was up the stairs in a second, kneeling beside the meifwa's side in a second. "Kawaii~chan, what's wrong? Is it the baby?"

The pink haired woman smiled and grabbed his hand, guiding it over to her stomach, where- "They started kicking. Kawaii~chan thought you'd like to feel."

Dante blinked back tears and looked up, meeting her playful Amber eyes. "I love you," he murmured, leaning up and capturing her lips. "I love you so, so much..."

Kawaii~chan giggled and kissed him once more before sitting up more. "I love you too," she whispered, and a second later, there was a knock at the door, breaking the soft moment between them. She laughed at his put out face and pushed him towards the stairs. "You promised Kyle lessons, did you not? Kawaii~chan will be here when you come back Dante-kun."

[nonbinarylaurance]

dan~chan? hehe :3

This playlist is basically a gamble if ur getting sappy and cute or angst hours so good luck

Welcome to my Planet - Pomplamoose

Sports - Beach Bunny

High Enough - K.Flay

Francis Forever - Mitski

I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys

Take Me or Leave Me - RENT

Sick of Losing Soulmates - Dodie

Boys - Beach Bunny

The Only Exception - Paramore

[sherlockianhero]

“Hey, Sherlocke, what’ve you been doing for two months?” pt. 3 There was misc. MCD/MS posts, from ship pics to AU pics.

[teovy]

blue hoodie.

A/N: @pan-kawaii-chan @danteschan here u go, this fandom needs all the Dan-Chan it can get.

‘Hey, Nana, you seen my hoodie? I have work in the morning and I can’t find it.’ He called out, his hands picking up the assortment of pillows on the couch, eyes already looking in the other direction for a glimpse of the familiar blue material. Despite them practically living with each other with how much time they spend together, in each other’s arms, or even just finding intimacy by looking into each other’s eyes, his hand always itching to grab a hold of hers. 

‘Can’t you stay the night? We don’t live that far away from each other.’ She called out from behind the bathroom door, and he heard the running water coming from her night routine. In these seconds, he lost himself in a domestic fantasy where they could finally be together each day without worrying about leaving to their own places. Their own home, and the small elements of comfort they shared with one another. It made his heart filled with a warmth he clung to, especially on evenings where more than a simple walk kept them away from each other.

‘I wish I could, but Travis needed-’ He turned to face her, only to be met with her innocent expression, a hoodie a few sizes too big, covering her arms, a smile sweeter than any of her bakes. Maybe a few cuddling sessions won’t hurt him. After all, time meant nothing when he was with her. Just him and her, forever in their own galaxy far away from the loud noise that echoed in reality.

[teovy]

maybe.

@danteschan, ​here’s ur dan-chan content delivered to ur doorstep.

Maybe he expected something different, than the shimmering lights, far outbrighting the lit up sky, a laughter shared, echoing across the conversations, the sight of unfamiliar faces blending in with the fairy lights blurring his eyes, and drawing in attention at a figure that seemed so known to him. His heart felt a connection with her, as soon as her eyes reached over to spare him a glance, forcing his own sight to break, the smallest hint of a blush covering his cheeks, his hands unconsciously playing with a strand of the table cloth.

 Aphmau seemed engaged in a light-hearted conversation with the man sitting beside them, her face lit up with a delicate happiness he had yet to see beforehand. He missed experiencing the gentle feeling of coming to a place where he was accepted, with no previous ties, but the future promises of friends. Family, even, if anyone was willing to let him into a love that he wished he could feel. He once again looked over to the girl dancing, right in front of his eyes, she radiated with a warmth, innocence that he recognised, yet was a new adventure he wished he had the confidence to approach. But that would change, this time, his heart felt at peace here. 

Despite the bubbling anxiety at meeting new faces, new figures, he imagined a future here. And that was more than enough to keep his heart afloat, his anxieties sinking away. She watched him again. This time a smile on her face, her hand almost itching to give him a welcoming wave. But instead, she fluttered her eyes, and did another turn to the melody playing across the plaza. His heart felt warm, and he wished he could feel more of these moments. Maybe with her smiling by his side.

[teovy]

“You come here often?” “Well, I work here. So I think I’d have to say ‘yes’.” w teovy or dan~chan? :3

A/N: hi hello I hope u know I cried while writing this because I cannot do fluff for this one reason that im emotional. i wrote this while being in a fever dream so i hope u enjoy it anyways. dan-chan rights.

A dark evening already started to lock in outside, the windows of the shops along the road starting to light up with neon signs, soft and welcoming, or cold, bright, imagery that caught a wandering eye. Alongside the street that now started to scarcely have walk-byers, cars rushed past, and rather than the ambiance of chatter, the sound of engines speeding by filled his ears. He grew familiar with it, after the last few months of volunteering to close down. There was nothing for him waiting at home, and the extra pay worked as some kind of motivator, one duty he had left.

He lingered on that word. Duty. What was his place in the world, now left nothing but a whisper in maybe one or two minds? How many responsibilities did he have, as a friend, a person? Would anyone notice the lack of his presence? But that was impossible, after all, he was a protector, the head guard of the largest port town in all of Ru'aun, his sword acting forever as a shield to those that mattered most.

He let a small laugh leave him at that. His own delusions, brought in dreams, were interfering with his own train of thought once more, and he needed to focus on what came in front of him, not a distant world where each memory held a bittersweet taste. Grabbing the keys, he took haste steps out of the store, turning off each light with a flick of the switch, grabbing his backpack and lazily throwing it over his shoulder, his hands already working on the front door’s lock. 

“You come here often?” He heard a voice behind him. Hesitant and feminine, the dropped temperatures of coming mid-fall doing nothing to help with the anxiety that hung in the air.

He took a turn around, his shock written into his features, almost dropping the keys he still held onto valiantly in his grip, and relief hit him first. And then the first touch of happiness in his heart in over the months, the sight of the familiar shade of pink hair, and amber eyes. He felt a smile form on his cheeks, his hands shaking from his own hesitancy to finally feel her in his embrace.

“Well, I work here. So I think I’d have to say ‘yes’.”

And with that, she made the first move. He felt her arms around him, squeezing him as though he was about to vanish in front of her eyes. He pulled away from her, despite ever part of him being reluctant to do so, and took her hands in his. Leaning in, and kissing her, he knew. She loved him, and he loved her, and nothing could ever change that. He would protect her, like his duty, until his own heart stops beating.