if you can give me some dashan x reader lemon, i wouldnt mind anyway. but he would just get it on it as jealousy. also fluff at the end. lmk if you're ok with it. ^^
Hello! How are you doing? I hope everything is going well. So, here is your request, I really hope you like it and thank you so much for doing so. Feel free to ask me anything anytime. Happy reading! Until next time! ^^
Forever yours
Dashan Wang x gn!reader
W: smut(and all that it entails), jealousy, fluff, occ behavior (let me know if I missed anything)
Today seemed like the perfect day. The sun was shining; there was not even a cloud present in the sky. Your favorite dress was freshly washed and ironed to perfection, the smooth and soft fabric hugging your body. The street vendor even added an extra piece to your order!
Small things that to anyone else would seem insignificant. But not to you. These were enough to fuel the whole remainder of your day.
"Yn! Over here!" Mei Mei's voice suddenly was heard next to you, a pair of arms wrapped securely around your neck. You managed to hold yourself last minute, or else you would have toppled to the floor.
"Oh, hello Mei Mei. You know, I have a feeling you're stalking me."
"No way! It's just that you seem to do the same things. It's easy to find you when I know where you are."
"That is literally stalking."
"Oww," she whined. "You know what I mean."
"Yeah, yeah, I know. I'm just teasing you." You ruffled the girl's hair, seeing as she had glued herself to your side.
"So, did you plan anything for today? Maybe a date?"
Just hearing that made you sigh. Of course. A date. When was the last time you had gone on one? You lifted your head and looked in the direction of the Bey Lin temple, where your lover seemed to spend most of his time.
It had been days since you had last spent any time with him. Dashan was a busy man. Being the one that had the reins of the temple, he sure had his hands full with its management, the new recruits, and the training of said recruits. All in all, there were not enough hours in the day to do even half of what he was attempting at doing.
He would arrive at your shared house late at night and leave early in the morning, not leaving you any time to fully bask in his presence.
All his zeal, his compassion, his perfection-driven mind—all these qualities that made him, well, him, and the first things that made you attracted to him—were slowly turning against you. The passion and attention to detail he showed the first few years of your relationship slowly were becoming less and less. And he turned his focus on his work.
And you didn't know what to think of it.
"No, not today, Mei Mei. Maybe some other time. Today, I'm all yours. I haven't seen Dashan in a while, so I'm not so sure."
"Ugh, that Dashan. I swear. I'll definitely tell him when I see him. All he does is work and work and work."
"It's OK. Some things can't be helped. I'm sure he has a lot of things to do. So, shall we take a walk around here?"
"Oh, yeah, sure! But I'm serious! If I see him at the temple, I'll give him a piece of my mind."
You hummed in response and let the girl ramble on as much as she wanted. And it seemed she had a lot to say. At some point, though, her talking faded into the background, as you soon got sucked into your own thoughts.
You should definitely have a conversation about this. You could always visit him at the temple, but you didn't want to seem like some crazed and clingy person that barged into their boyfriend's work. That was highly inappropriate. You definitely didn't want someone breathing down your neck also. But still, this was getting out of hand.
You should find a way to solve this at the premises of your own home. Or any other time on that matter.
Laughing and giggling brought you out of your daze. It wasn't silent or secretive like that between friends. It sounded loud and clear, girly squeals, high enough to hurt someone's ear.
That could only mean one thing.
"Ladies, ladies, please, one at a time. I cannot love you all at the same time." Chao Xin's familiar voice cut through the air.
Turning your body around, you spotted him in front of a store, a flock of girls surrounding him. His flamboyant clothes and mannerisms did nothing to satiate the already excited girls.
Both of them walked closer to the commotion, not to intervene, but just to say a simple hello. After all, it had been some time since they had seen the male.
But upon arrival, they spotted another person lingering around.
Dashan was just meters away from this whole ordeal, as uninterested and bored as possible. He probably wished to be anywhere but there at that moment.
He looked absolutely beautiful, his long hair flowing in the small breeze, his posture lean and proud, as he should be.
But despite all that, you could see the tiredness under his eyes, the way his body slumped from time to time. He was exhausted, yet he was not going to admit it.
"Dashan…" you whispered, moving forward to stand next to your man, but something stopped you.
"Oww, Dashan, you look a little tired. Are you sure your partner is taking care of you? Why don't you come inside? I'll get you anything you like, my treat!" A sickly sweet voice spoke, and a puny girl went and stood next to Dashan. Her hands were on his exposed arms, urging him to move into the small restaurant that appeared to be theirs.
How dare they? Had women become so bold as to suggest, even think to make a move on him? Didn't they care if he was taken or not?
Your vision darkened. Before you had time to walk and remove that human leech from your man's arm, another body beat them to it.
"Now, now, babe. Though I admit my friend is hot as hell, he is out of your league. Why don't you come here, and I'll entertain you just right?" Chao Xin grabbed her waist, effectively removing her from Dashan. Even if she tried to protest, it was muted by the rest of the girls screaming.
You saw Chao Xin turn his body in your direction, sending a small wink. Of course. He already knew what was going on.
But what bothered you immensely was the fact that Dashan didn't even attempt to get her off him. You felt like you were overreacting, but hey, he was so tired to receive your affections, but now that a complete stranger girl touched him, he didn't even bat an eye?
Maybe you were overreacting.
But, as if an imaginary light bulb appeared in your head, you widened your eyes at the sudden thought.
Maybe this could be it. This was the way to gain your boyfriend's attention.
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"You know what, babe, that sounds like an excellent idea!"
"You really think so, Chao Xin? It was the only way that seemed effective at that time. But… Ugh… Do you think it's stupid? I think I'm overreacting. Maybe I just need to talk to him."
"Well, I have to admit, it is a little strange, but who cares! You know, he was starting to annoy me. Work this, work that. I told him I could take care of it. But he said no. Do I not seem responsible, babe? Besides. Words won't have the same effect as actions. He seems to be too dense to just be told something is wrong." The man said sulking while taking a sip of his drink.
The small tea shop they decided to meet was almost empty, with them and another couple occupying the small space. But it was better this way. Less eyes and definitely fewer girls and their constant screaming.
"And let me tell you what! If I had a partner like you waiting for me at home, I wouldn't want to spend half as much time at work. I wouldn't even want to leave my bed..."
"Chao xin!" you laughed, a pretty red coating your face. Just the mere mention of what you could be doing was enough to make you blush.
He laughed along with you, the plan you had suggested already forming in his head. It would be so good! He could not believe his friend would be so dense and work-driven. More than usual at that! He could see how stressed and tired he was becoming; a few days off wouldn't be so bad.
"So, the ceremony is in two days, right?" you asked, stirring your own cup of tea.
At least twice a year, celebrations were held. One to welcome the new recruits in the temple and one to celebrate the ones that had passed their years of training and were officially becoming warriors of the temple.
You had not missed a single one. It was a celebration open to the public, with the warriors' families and friends present and anyone who wished to see this grand ceremony.
All in all, it seemed like the perfect opportunity.
"Yep! So you better get all dolled up, and then let me do the rest. You better not enjoy yourselves too much."
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Finally the day came. It was the two most slow and agonizing days of your life. Nothing had changed much. Still no sign of the man. More now than ever, seeing as he was completely swapped with the plans and preparations of the ceremony.
There was nothing you could do at this point. But today was going to be the end of it.
You looked at yourself in the mirror. The purple clothing fit you like a glove. The gold hand details of flowers and dragons on the lines really tied it together. Cinched around the waist and flowy at the bottom and sleeves, it was the perfect attire for today.
The light makeup on your face and the small jewelry adorning your body made everything come together. You looked… Really good.
A knock on the door brought you out of your trance, and you moved to open it, seeing Mei Mei standing outside.
"Wow! You look stunning, Y/N!"
"I could say the same to you, Mei Mei. This blue dress is amazing!"
"You think? I made it special for today! I'm glad you like it."
"Of course! So let's not waste time! Let's show you around, dear friend."
And with that, the two of you started your long way to the temple. You had to admit, you had gotten better going up the huge flight of stairs. Even though it intimidated you at first, with time it had started to even become enjoyable.
You could see people already on their way to the temple, chatting among themselves, clothing just as extravagant as the decorated stairs around you. Children ran past you, laughing and giggling, waving around ornaments and small kites.
You smiled unconsciously at the sight. Even if you still felt a little gloomy, the sight around you was enough to warm your heart. Even after all these years, you still could not shake the feeling of happiness and excitement flowing in your body. To think that Dashan was mostly responsible for this…
Drums and loud music were all that was heard from the top of the mountain the closer you approached. Louder and louder with each step.
And soon enough the grand temple stood before your eyes. Grant was a simple word to describe the sight in front of you. Lanterns decorated every angle of the space, flags with the temple's crest in every corner. Colorful ribbons, in any color you could imagine, small stalls scattered around, selling food or small tokens.
Your heart was beating inside you, your chest puffing with pride with what your lover had managed to do.
"My, my. Look at you ladies. You look rather ravishing today." You turned your head, seeing Chao Xin approaching the two of you. Leave it to him to make an entrance.
You smiled politely at him, averting your eyes around him. Where he was, most likely, Dashan was around. But to your dismay, he wasn't. You searched around in every nook and cranny of the huge place, trying to find his familiar face. The one you had missed more than anything.
And soon enough you saw him. He was standing at the entrance of the temple, where he would give his speech, talking with another person. And you couldn't help the way your chest tightened, the way your lips quirked up.
He looked stunning. His white and brown attire made him look more beautiful and well put together. His hair styled to perfection, small braids woven in them.
As if sensing someone's eye on him, he turned his body, his eyes landing on you. You smiled at him, waving your hand. He reciprocated the smile, nodding his head at you, before turning back to his conversation.
It would be a lie if you said that that didn't hurt. Your shoulders slumped, but only a little. Suddenly someone wasn't going to let you fall into your thoughts again.
"Come on, dear ladies. The night is still too young for such faces. We're here to have fun." A hand was wrapped around your waist, walking you towards a food stall. Yes. You were here to have fun. And at the end of the day, you would have what you came here for.
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Dashan's speech was heartwarming; anyone could see and feel the emotions falling from his words. The applauding of the crowd was enough to shake the whole establishment, the people erupting in cheers, congratulating him just as much as they did between them.
You clapped your hands; your voice carried among the hundreds around you. You saw him bow to the people around before walking down the stairs to mingle with everyone, a more personal connection and praise.
"Now, operation get Dashan to fall on your bed is starting now!"
"Well, you don't have to put it like that."
"It is what's going to happen. Make it short and sweet."
You scoffed lightly; Chao Xin's commentary never fell short. If everything was going according to plan.
You turned one last time to see where he was at the moment, just a couple of people away.
Chao Xin's hand hadn't moved from around your waist; if anything, it seemed to become tighter the more Dashan was inching closer.
His compliments were becoming louder, and his physical contact was more risky. If that didn't grab Dashan's attention, nothing would.
"I see you're enjoying yourselves." His deep voice cut through the air, his condescending tone bringing you back to reality.
"Oh, you have no idea, dear friend. Say, how about I steal your lover just for tonight? I have some things planned out."
His eyebrow twitched, his face darkening dangerously. You would be lying if you said that his angry face wasn't attractive. He appeared ten times hotter, the purple and red lighting making him look like some kind of deity.
He didn't have to speak; his irritation was palpable through the air.
"I'm afraid this will not be possible." And without saying another word, he grabbed your hand, dragging you off to who knows where.
You turn your body just in time to see Chao Xin mouthing a 'have fun', before he too disappeared in the crowd.
His grip on your hand was strong, didn't leave any room for escape. Not that you wanted to anyway. This was your doing. And you were going to enjoy every second of it.
"Dashan…" you started but were met with silence. Guess you really pushed his buttons.
You walked down the long corridor, the music and festivities becoming harder to hear the more you approached his room at the end of the long hall.
With one swift movement he opened the door, dragging both of you inside. It was closed right after with your bodies pressed right on it.
His lips were quick to find yours. And not the slow and gentle kisses he always liked to give. No. These ones were relentless, ready to consume your very being. His tongue didn't waste any time finding yours, not leaving you any time to react.
Hands were quick to remove both of your clothing, but careful nonetheless not to damage the delicate fabrics.
Your fingers tangled in his hair, having a death grip on them. Your lungs begged for air, but even if you tried to pry the man from you, it was no use.
"Tell me, dear…" Dashan's deep voice sent shivers all over your body, going straight to your core. Your heart was ready to burst out of your chest, your mind fuzzy and consumed by lust, not even able to fully comprehend what he was saying.
"Were you having fun?"
You nodded your head.
"Words, dear."
"Yes."
"Good girl," he purred, close to your neck, his mouth leaving hot and wet kisses, starting from the side, down at the top of your breasts before settling at the center of your chest.
"Did you enjoy someone else's company tonight?"
You could feel his hand moving from your waist, down over your thighs, finally settling between your legs, his palm pressing just right. You could only squirm and gasp, the sudden contact sending a new wave of pleasure through your body.
"Tsk, someone's not willing to speak. No matter, we'll do something about it." And with that, he tore off both of your underwear, bringing you away from the door, and pushed you gently on the bed.
Your back laid flat against the soft cushioning of the bed, Dashan's body hovering over you. It seemed he was taking it slow, deliberately just to get a rise from you. But no. All gentleness and slowness was thrown out the window the moment two fingers were inside you.
You gasped at the sudden intrusion but didn't make a move to stop him.
"Already so wet for me. And I didn't even do anything," he whispered against your ear, kissing from there down their neck until he reached their bare chest.
You couldn't focus on everything that was happening. The sensation between your legs, Dashan's playful hands and tongue on your chest… It was too much. But it was not enough.
You didn't have time to react when Dashan's fingers disappeared, giving him room to thrust quickly inside you.
You clenched around him, the feeling of being full making stars appear in your vision. The initial pain subsided quickly, disappearing within seconds. You bit your lips, trying to suppress your moans, to no avail.
"I want to hear you" was his simple request. And with that, he started his quick movements. In and out. Without stopping.
For a while, only your combined moans of pleasure and panting breaths were all that was heard inside the room.
"Were you that desperate to get my attention tonight, dear? Did you wish someone else was in my position?" Dashan's scornful remark was all that it took to get you out of your lust-filled stupor.
His comment, his intention wasn't clear, brought forth everything that had been going on inside your head. And you were pissed.
Your legs around his waist tightened without warning, his eyes widening at the sudden movement, before he was flipped on his back.
The momentum made you sink deeper into him, the new position bringing newer waves of pleasure. Beads of sweat fell down your forehead; the strain on your muscles was oh, so sweet.
But you didn't let him recover. No. Now it was your turn.
"Is this what you think? Huh? That… Ahh… I was willing to bed another man?" You started moving not long after, up and down, finding a slow but deliberate rhythm.
Your eyes trailed down on your lover, so beautiful sprawled on the bed like that. His olive skin was glistening with sweat, eyes closed, features scrunched. He was enjoying this. Maybe a little too much.
His hands gripped your thighs, being almost fed up with the change. His grip was bruising, lifting you up and bringing you down.
No. No. This would not do. You gripped his wrists and brought them to the side of his face, your body falling on his chest from the force.
You gasped and panted, the angle over him, sending jolts of pleasure. It was amazing. You had never felt like this.
"My boyfriend ignored me all this time, even letting another woman touch him, but I'm in the wrong?"
Dashan's eyes locked with yours, his confusion mixing with the sensations of his body. Something clicked in his mind. Of course. You were right.
His hips bucked upwards, trying to sync with the tempo his lover had started. He could feel your heat surrounding him, your tightness fitting him snugly, bringing him closer to his release.
"Hah... So, is this what this is?" He asked breathlessly, his chest puffing, trying to get some air in his lungs. Your face lowered, due to your position, lips falling on his neck. Kissing and biting, alternating between the two, until the flesh looked swollen and red. You wanted to make sure the marks would be visible.
"Fuck…" You heard Dashan whispering against your neck but otherwise made no movement to change or move their bodies.
"Do you know how hurt I was?" Another bite. "You, not talking to me…" A sweet kiss was placed on the spot. "And then I see another woman all over you?"
His whimpering was like music to your ears. You knew, though, that this wouldn't last long; maybe he was so overwhelmed and exhausted that he didn't even acknowledge himself doing that.
And as you had guessed, it didn't last long. His eyes opened, pupils blown so wide, one would think his whole eye was black.
"I hope you're enjoying this, dear." He spoke, and with one swift movement, he stood and brought them back down, now he being on top. Your legs were thrown over his shoulders, your own hands immobilized over your head.
"So this was your trick to get back at me?" He snapped his hips, his pace even faster and more vigorous. He was close to the edge.
"I told you before." He got close, kissing any part of your body his lips could reach, sloppy and wet.
"I am yours. And you. Are mine." Something resembling a growl left his lips, and with a final thrust, he finished, you following suit.
For some time, the only sound inside the room was your heavy breathing. The two of you spending some time to come down from your high.
Dashan had laid down on the side, pulling a tired but blissful-looking you in his arms. He gently kissed your forehead, nuzzling his head at the side of your face.
"You know… If I knew sex would be this good, you should be making me jealous more often." His teasing tone cut through the silence, breaking any lasting tension between you.
You slapped his chest lightly, but you were already feeling more light. "Shut up!"
"What? I'm being serious."
"Yeah, sure."
"I do." He chuckled.
"But on a more serious note." He turned your head to look into your eyes. "It wasn't my intention to make you feel like this. I'm sorry for neglecting you and for making you think I would prefer another one's company over yours, my dear."
You sighed, smiling softly hearing him talk. Of course, your beloved wouldn't think that. The sincerity in his voice was enough to melt your own insecurities.
"I know Dashan. I just… I wasn't in my best mood, and I… kind of misunderstood. I must apologize too."
"There is no need. I completely understand how my actions would make you feel. I promise… I'll make it up to you."
"I believe you." You lifted your head, placing a small kiss on his lips, sealing your guy's little promise.
"So, promise me you'll take care of yourself also. No working the moment the sun goes up till it goes down. I get that you have a lot on your shoulders, but it's important to regulate that. Okay?"
"Of course, my love. I admit. I may have overdone it these past few days..."
"Weeks"
"Now, don't be so dramatic."
"It's the truth."
"Very well. You have permission to drag me by my ears if I ever overdo it, happy?"
"Very," you snuggled closer, giggling against his chest.
"Are you still tired, love?"
"No. I'm actually more awake than ever."
"Would you like to see the fireworks then? I believe the time is coming. And I would hate it if I was the reason you broke your firework-seeing streak."
"Gasp. You're right. The fireworks! I completely forgot about them." You all but jumped from the bed, running towards the bathroom.
"C'mon, what are you waiting for? Let's get ready!"
And just as his lovely partner requested, after freshening up, you made your way to see the fireworks. You decided to move to a place more secluded, not fully keen on the idea of mingling with everyone again.
Just behind the building, there was a small hill, perched high enough to see the whole of the establishment. Your favorite spot. It had a great view, the whole city under your fingertips.
The light breeze was cool against your skin, carrying with it notes of music and smells of food. It truly did wonders, making you relax.
"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself."
"When have I not?" You turned to lock eyes with his, seeing him already looking at you. His gaze traveled all over your body, eyes softening at the mere sight of his lover.
"I don't think I told you how beautiful you look tonight."
"You can start now. I don't mind."
"How could I refuse you?"
Suddenly, a loud voice cut through the air, announcing the start of the show. You excitedly looked at the sky, your face beaming even at the thought. You didn't take your eyes off it even for a moment, afraid of losing such a spectacle.
"Dashan, look, look!" You both saw it before you heard it. The sky erupted in colors, from reds to greens and purples. The sound was deafening, but that was part of the appeal anyway.
Dashan had lost interest after some time. Besides, it was something that he saw quite frequently. One could say he was getting tired of them.
What he was not going to get tired of, though, was the sight of the person sitting prettily inside his arms.
The purple dress-like clothes hugging your body, your soft hands clutching his own, the smile that was so beautifully perched on your face. And then your eyes. Your eyes seemed to twinkle, reflecting the fireworks, making it seem like stars inside your orbs.
How did he ever get so lucky? How could he even think of seeing any other expression on you besides smiling? He vowed to do anything, as long as that look stayed on your face.
How did he ever think of spending so much time away from you? Prioritize on a ridiculous scale something that wasn't you?
"Dashan, look! Isn't it pretty? Wow, it's different every year."
His heart swelled in his chest, hearing your voice. The urge to squeeze your body in his own and never let go, to kiss your lips till there was nothing left, getting more prominent.
It's different every year. That's what you had been telling each time, every year so far. And even though he never understood that, because to him it always looked the same, the sight of your face was enough to make him believe it.
"Yes. It's really pretty," he whispered, almost afraid of being heard.
"Ugh, you're not even looking! What could be prettier than that?"
"I'm already looking at them."
And as the last firework bloomed in the night sky, painting it a magnificent green, your lips sealed the end of the show.
I’ve been wanting to draw more group drawing for a while now, and it recently occurred to me that my favorite Beyblade teams would be nice groups to draw!
This was a lot more nostalgic for me than I ever thought it would be. One of the first things I ever posted online was a group shot of Team Wang Hu Zhong.
It also made me realize how much I miss drawing bigger drawings in a sketchbook.
From left to right; Chi Yun, Dashan, Mei Mei, and Chao Xin.
Tell us about a character you don't think about a lot, cannon or oc 👀
Hmmmmm... who do I not think about enough...
Okay Dashan! I really don’t think about him enough.
Dashan didn’t think he was going to be a blader when he was little. He was really unsure as to what he wanted to do with himself and was really searching for a purpose in life, even as a child. He’s always had a very strong sense of duty. It was a matter of finding out what to channel that into.
He was raised by his grandmother, his parents never really being in the picture. She’s a kind old woman, and told her grandson all about different things he might be interested in. One of which was Beyblade. This is the one that stuck with Dashan. He feels in love with the spirit of the sport, and the honor that he saw in the bladers on TV.
Wow! I'm proud of myself for collecting so many chibi pics of my fav characters! 😄😄 ✌✌ But I feel sad that I didn't find any of Madoka.. She's really my fav girl and now I miss her..😢😢 But I'm gonna find out a nice one of hers, I promise!
