#juminhan

[spiralofblood]

mystic messenger art dump

[sp1ritb0x]

I MISS,, MYSTIC MESSMWGER

hopinf thisll summon fellow mystic messemger players guhh,, i miss em!! Im redoing jumins route atm (on day 10) its so nostalgiv n fun n silly sniffle

[megami606sama]

As a big lover of flowers and their language, I couldn't help but do this uwu Every flower match each guy's heart color, but also hold some meanings that suits them well. Wanna hear me out?

Clivias mean happiness, passion and kindness.

Serbian Bellflower means everlasting love, gratitude and constancy.

White Roses mean loyalty, pure love and commitment.

Green Daylily can mean romantic love but also "forgetting painful events from the past" 😭🥺💖 sometimes is called "the flower that helps forget sorrow" 🤧🤧😭💞💕

Please check part II!!

[bycmykae]

👑 Interest Assessment for Her Majesty, Elizabeth The Third.

We're checking interest for a Free Digital-Only Mystic Messenger zine about best girl Elizabeth the Third. Yes, the cat.

Express interest: forms.gle/oniue3sPEPe7hX2Q7

📆 Jan 20, 9PM CT

FAQ: bycmykae.tumblr.com/post/766240641223180288

[hibiki-moka]

[emeorin]

(Sleep) Jumin Han x Reader

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pi7rX5G7x48&ab_channel=MusicDrawing

Wrote this while listening to this video, so I thought I should share it ehe. There are some minor sexual innuendos, but nothing over the top so you’re safe :)

English isn’t my first language so if there are any errors please tell me!

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Sleep was one of the few things she was intransigent on. Jumin remembered clearly all the times he was working late, his head towering over the desk covered by documents; near his hand a cold cup of tea from which he hadn’t even taken a sip. She would always come near him, caressing his shoulder with a tender touch, and lean near his ear, whispering him to go back to sleep. Her hair would tingle against his neck, sending shivers down is whole body, but he would keep still, trying to resist the urge to kiss her and strip off her clothes right at that moment. God, the effect she had on him. He would ask for a few more minutes, just enough to finish whatever he was doing that night, usually either revising some data or answering emails, and he would take her hands in his, slowly bringing them to his lips to leave a soft kiss on her knuckles. But she would stare at him with the eyes he loved so much, and he couldn’t help but staring back at her, forgetting all his work. He would comply to her request, dragging himself to bed and hugging her as close as possible, her body and the covers keeping him safe from the cold air.

So, when that night all he felt was the coolness of the mattress, he couldn’t help but reach out to her side of the bed; and when he found nothing he opened his eyes, slightly baffled and worried by her sudden disappearance.

«Honey? »

His voice came out low and hoarse and he coughed, trying to clear his neck from the muffled feeling that sleep left. He moved his arms to help himself sit on the bed, and he leant towards the lamp on his bedside table, lighting it up. The yellowish glow hit his face and he started looking around the room. His eyes went over the pile of books on her bedstand and the clothes, her clothes, that messily covered the chair and floor near the door. He smiled and kept going with his research, as his gaze lingered over the pictures of the two of them that she insisted to put on the white wall. There it was, their first photo together, when they met at the art gallery where she worked because he financed his friend exposition, and near that photo the one of their first date, in that small restaurant ran by her friend. Smiling, he remembered she literally dragged him there, exclaiming that their tteokbokki was the best she ever had. His eyes steadily went over all the photos when the cold breeze hit his face, making him look away.

And there she was. As the curtains flew around at the mercy of the gentle wind he spotted her on the balcony, the moonlight caressing her figure as a soft blanket of white light. He got up and reached her, as the icy air hit his whole body, making him shiver. He hugged her from behind, resting his head in the crook of her neck. He felt the soft texture of her nightgown under his fingertips.

«It’s late. Why are you out here? It’s freezing. », he whispered in her ear.

She turned around and she looked into his eyes, as her right hand reached to his face and his arms wrapped again around her waist. The warm of her body comforted him, and he felt the desire to keep her even closer to him in every bone of his body, his fingertips trembling.

«I couldn’t sleep, and I read somewhere that it was going to snow, so I came out to check. Still, you should go to bed, you’re leaving tomorrow. »

Her voice was low and calm, as it always was, but he felt his hearth shaking at her words. He leant in, his forehead resting on hers.

«Please, don’t remind me. Leaving you is already difficult enough. »

She let out a guttural chuckle.

«It’s just for a few days, then you’ll be back here. Don’t worry too much, mh? You have to take care of yourself. »

He wanted to complain, tell her that she was the one standing in the middle of the night in the cold air, risking to catch a fever or worst. But he didn’t, too drowsy and cozy in her arms, and only let out a sigh while his feature saddened, and a small pout formed on his lips.

«Look at you. Who would have thought that Jumin Han could be such a baby? »

She gently stroked his lips with her thumb as they curled in a soft smile, mimicking hers.

«I’m not a baby …», he said while closing his eyes, squeezing her waist a little bit harder than before. How difficult it was for him, to know that he will soon be far from her. How difficult it felt to even breath, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to kiss her and hold her close to himself. He was aware he had just told a lie: he really was like a baby when he couldn’t be with her.

«Ah! », she exclaimed, and shifted in his arms, leaving only one of his hands to rest gently on her waist. «Jumin, look! It’s snowing! »

He opened his eyes; in front of him he saw her, the left hand open trying to catch the snowflakes that were slowly falling from the clouds above. Around her finger a golden hoop rested perfectly. The moon was peeking behind the gray sky as a quiet observer. She really was a stunning sight.

«Why you couldn’t sleep? », he asked, his eyes fixated on her face.

She didn’t look at him, but kept staring at the sky.

«I’m so happy to be with you that I can’t sleep. », she simply said after a long pause. She could feel him looking at her, asking for an explanation, one that he wouldn’t receive.

« You’re going to call me every day while you’re away, right? »

As she looked back at him with a smile, he couldn’t resist anymore. He cupped her face with his big hands, with a gentleness that he only had with her, and searched for her eyes. And when he found them, he fell for her all over again, because they were so full of happiness, love and hope that he couldn’t help but love her; and he told her so, that he loved her, and same did she, and he felt his chest tighten as she moved her face closer to him. He leant in too, their lips slightly touching as if they were fearful of hurting each other, before fully connect. He deepened the kiss, finally acknowledging his desires completely, as her hands moved to his sides, gripping on his shirt.

When they separated their lips were red and swollen, both for the kiss and the cold air. He slowly leant in again, placing another kiss on her shoulder and then on her neck, as her hand gently stroked his black hair.

«Can I be a little bit selfish tonight? », he asked, his voice muffled by her skin, while stroking her arms with his fingertips. That was enough to make her shiver, and she smiled, hyper aware of all the parts he was touching, feeling crazy with anticipation, just as he did.

And after a shaky breath she nodded and he took her hand, disappearing together in the warmth of their room.

[skygoddessart]

BOOM ANOTHER ONE 

[ynverse]

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