I just put them into one single pic. Also, idk if you'd like to have them in HD but I did a file so you can save them and use them as wallpaper or lockscreen if you wish here
honestly I think the funniest thing RSS could do is reveal that Mhin's eyes looking like that has nothing to do with their curse, they just happen to be albino
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. Word Count — 2.6k
. Warnings — None!
. Contents — A normal day in Low Town, Mhin being Mhin, Mhin being somewhat sweet, fluff, pastry craving, dancing, hand holding, quiet moments, Reader is gender neutral
Prologue — An unplanned date with Mhin where you challenge their social skills
You felt good today, great even.
Leander had helped you gather informations about the Senobium and the job was successful.
You felt good, discovering more about your curse gave you hope.
You were savouring one of those fried dough sticks that you grew to love when, suddenly, you spotted a white-haired individual standing in front of a bakery.
"Mhin!" You whispered to yourself, acknowledging their presence.
How you even managed see them was a mystery, given their...stature.
As you approached them, navigating the thick crowd of a normal afternoon in Low Town, a thought came to your mind.
Slowly creeping up behind them, you tried to ease the urge to giggle.
Maybe this was the time you could scare the attitude out of Mhin.
"You must me really stupid if you think I didn't notice you already," the person in front of you spoke, still facing the bakery display. You froze.
"What were you even trying to achieve?" They turned around with their arms folded and a scowl on their delicate face, cold grey eyes meeting yours.
"Ah- I..." you stared at Mhin for a few seconds, embarrassed, then quickly dropped your gaze down to their boots.
They sighed and turned towards the glass window once again.
You decided to join, to their dismay, taking in the pleasant sight of the different desserts neatly organized on small shelves.
"Do you like one in particular?" You glanced at your sight-seeing companion.
"Why do you care?"
"Ugh, just answer, it's small talk."
"I hate small talk" they retorted quickly, surprising even themselves.
Mhin furrowed their eyebrows, biting their tongue.
"...The riceballs with osmanthus flowers."
They mumbled, refusing to look at your face.
Silence fell between you two, you felt the discomfort in Mhin, it was clear that they weren't used to silent company, or company at all.
"Uhm," their voice startled you, it was strained.
"Yours?"
"Pardon?"
"What's... the one you, like?"
Were they making an effort in talking to you?
You smiled. "That one," you tucked your arm out of your cloak to point at the dessert that caught your eye, Mhin's gaze lingered on your hand and nodded.
The silence was back.
You had an idea. You patted down your clothes, finding your coin purse, quickly checking the number of coins.
You headed inside the bakery, startling Mhin, whose eyes perked up with curiosity.
"What are you doing?" They spoke in a hushed tone, barely audible even to their own ears. Much to the hunter's misfortune, or not, you didn't answer as you already disappeared behind the wooden door.
After a few minutes Mhin assisted to what they could only label as a tragedy.
The beloved dessert that they were eyeing was removed from the display, in front of their eyes.
"What⎯" their hands pressed to the glass, missing the sight of such delicacy.
That is, until their cold eyes glued to your figure exiting the building, two bags in hand.
You were smiling, Mhin decided that it was irritating.
"Here," you beamed, offering one of the two bags to the them.
"Don't tell me you..."
"Yes, I got you the riceballs," you winked.
Mhin stared at the bag in your hand, their cheeks dusted by a soft blush. They turned their head away harshly, looking everywhere but at you.
"You didn't have to."
"But I wanted to."
Were you being serious?
"No, I don't want it."
"Really?"
Silence.
"Mhin?" You inched closer.
"Why?" Their sharp expression cut trough you, a shiver ran across your whole body.
"Because you wanted it," your eyes drifted to the side, sometimes Mhin intimidated you.
"Because you're stupid." They breathed the sentence out, rubbing one of their arms.
"I'm not," and just before you could finish talking, the bag was snatched out of your hand.
Mhin was pouting. Were they upset? No, on the contrary.
But you couldn't read that on their face.
"Let's go somewhere else," Mhin nudged you, motioning to follow them in the crowd. And so you did.
Dodging the citizens while keeping up with Mhin's pace wasn't easy, they were used to it, you weren't. For a matter of fact you had just learned to dodge the drunk clients of the Wet Wick during busy nights.
Mhin took notice of that and without thinking too much about it their hand found yours, squeezing faintly.
Your stomach flipped, it wasn't the first time you made contact with them but everytime it sent a shock trough you.
You remained silent untill the white-head stopped in a narrow hallway and turned around.
"Much better," a hint of a smile on their face.
"Yeah, I agree..." your eyes landed on your linked hands, Mhin's gaze followed.
"Oh," they quickly retracted their hand and hid it under the cloak, you giggled.
"It's fine! I enjoyed it."
"You what?"
"Nothing," your face reddened.
The seconds went by, you decided that it was time to eat your dessert, after all... you bought it for a reason.
You slumped down the nearest wall, the paper bag crinkling in your hands as you took out your oh so treasured possession.
"Don't mind if I do," you took a big bite.
Mhin was staring at you in a mix of confusion and amazement.
They didn't take you for someone who was okay with eating in gloomy, dirty hallways. You looked fancier than that.
They glanced down at their own bag, they could smell the sweet food inside.
"I don't mind." Mhin whispered, "...don't mind if I do either."
They slumped down next to you, a few feet apart. You watched them open the bag and delicately take bites out of their own dessert, you liked seeing them relaxed... if they even were.
"You can come closer, you know." You tilted your head, smiling.
They shot you a confused look, it happened often, you confused them.
Was it your personality? Your way of talking? Mhin didn't know.
You were unique in your own way.
The hunter didn't answer, so you took the initiative, scooting closer until a few inches were between your shoulders.
"You're annoying." Mhin scoffed.
"I've been called worse," you flexed your bandaged hand while the other held the half eaten sweet.
"I didn't mean...sorry." They grimaced.
"About what?" You raised an eyebrow, their gaze fell on your arms.
"My arms don't affect my annoying personality," you joked.
"I'm not that sensible by the way, you could call me a monster and I'd laugh." You gave them a thumbs up.
They narrowed their eyes before taking another bite.
Silence stretched between you two. It was comforting.
"Thank you," you felt their shoulder make contact with yours.
"I appreciate it," a faint smile made its way up their face, it was beautiful.
"You're welcome, Mhin." You pressed your shoulder to theirs gently, smiling from ear to ear.
The two of you stayed like that for a lot, exchanging a few words on different topics and such. You were having fun, and so was Mhin, they would've never admitted it though.
"How about a stroll?" You asked, tilting your head towards the hunter.
"Where?"
"No specific place, around the main plaza of Low Town?"
You saw Mhin grimace at the idea.
"Don't worry about the people, I'll do my best to make us remain distant, and unnoticed. Maybe." You winked, they looked away.
You got to your feet and offered your hand to the other.
Surprisingly, they took it, and raised themselves to their feet. "Let's go," you chuckled.
The walk to your destination was quiet, you had time to think about what you wanted to do.
Maybe eat some more? Shop trinkets?
You were smiling before even realizing it. Every now and then you stole a glance at your companion, they were silent, in the most mesmerizing way possible. They fascinated you.
At your arrival you both were greeted by a medium crowd, circling a street musician who was playing calm melodies.
Mhin tugged you to a corner the sun didn't reach and let go of your hand.
You watched them as they leaned against a wall, propping their foot behind them to have the heel of their boots scrape against said wall.
"This is nice isn't it?" You smiled at the sight of mundane life, people going and coming from their businesses, merchants selling their products, the crowd listening to the music that filled the made-up auditorium.
"Yes, I suppose it is," their smile matched yours, which was unusual. You felt your cheeks heat ever so slightly, it sure was a sight.
Time passed, you and the hunter kept admiring the day going by and anyone that fell in eyesight.
Suddenly, you heard the start of a rhythmic song, seeing the crowd disperse into small groups of people dancing made you perk up.
The song wasn't familiar, you still haven't learned about local culture, but that surely didn't stop your thoughts.
In a rush of adrenaline you reached out to squeeze Mhin's arm.
"Let's go dance!"
"What?" The hunter couldn't even react properly before being pulled out of the shadows and into the plaza, near the big group.
"What are you doing?!"
"Just follow me!" You laughed.
You felt guilty for putting Mhin into an uncomfortable situation, but you were optimistic, maybe it would've ended up being fun!
You placed your hands in theirs, and tried to mimic the dance moves of the people around you.
Surprisingly, you managed to pull them off despite being foreign to the dance, and even more surprisingly, Mhin followed along.
Not without giving you an earful about it.
"What are you even thinking?? You stupid, you..." they couldn't continue. They kept looking around for someone possibly staring.
Even in the spinning and twirling they still managed to keep an eye on the surrounding situation.
You reached for their cheek, grazing it with your fingers, you moved their head so that you both were facing each other.
Mhin's eyes widened, their cheeks flushed.
"Stop looking at others, only you and me matter at this moment," you smiled, you hand fully cradling the side of their face.
"Yeah?" You tilted your own head to the side, ignoring the flurry of dancers around you.
"You could also pull down this hood of yours, unless you want it to fall during our dance..." your tone was lighter now.
"Did I tell you how... difficult you are to deal with?" They frowned.
"You did," you giggled before twirling them around.
"Show me your moves Mhin!" You teased.
After that you both made the dance work, you taking the lead, pulling the white-head to you everytime they tried to slip away.
You laughed, stepped on each others' feet, tripped... almost fell. And eventually assisted to Mhin's hood fall on their shoulders. The music kept going, it speeded up and slowed, changing the pace of everyone dancing.
As the melody raised you felt like it was nearing its end, you smiled at yourself, letting Mhin twirl you until you noticed the positions most dancers took, and so you followed.
You accompanied the hunter in front of you with your hand, they were looking at you. Only you.
Without any warning, they circled an arm around your waist, reached for your hand and before the music could finish, spun you around ending the dance by dipping you... or at least, Mhin tried.
"That was unexpected," you whispered to them, their face was completely red and their eyes couldn't meet yours.
It was an adorable frown, you thought.
"We should... get up, now." They quickly pulled you straight up and covered their head with their cloak. "Forget that happened."
You wouldn't, absolutely not. The hunter unfortunately knew that.
"You're good at dancing when you put effort in it huh?"
You rested a hand on your hip, covering your mouth with the other, trying to hide your —rather goofy— smile.
"Please stop." Mhin glared at you, cheeks still red.
"Alright, still... thank you for dancing with me." Your expression softened.
You felt nice, happy.
Hopefully, Mhin felt the same.
They were. In their own way, they were happy.
"I think I should head back to the Wet Wick, I'm starting to feel tired," you rubbed your neck.
If only you could spend all your days like this, having fun with ol' grumpy Mhin. You grinned at the thought.
"What about you?" Your eyes met theirs.
"I'll accompany you, and then..." they briefly looked down at their feet before snapping their eyes back up, "go about my business."
"Fair," you nodded as you both started walking back towards the tavern.
The walk was silent like the previous one, you realised how much Mhin has talked that day... unlike others.
You were glad, maybe they were finally putting some trust into you.
That made you feel warm, and even if you couldn't tell, Mhin felt that way too.
You were walking side to side, the narrow walls and passersby making you move closer, your hand brushing against theirs, you both tried to ignore it.
You reached the Wet Wick, still unusually empty both inside and outside.
You took a few steps ahead of Mhin and turned around to face them.
"Thank you for today, it was fun!"
"What are you thanking me for?" Their eyes shifted between the ground and yours.
"Thank you for... not denying my company," you smiled, they frowned.
"Don't mention it, I⎯" the hunter paused for a few seconds.
"I had fun too."
And that phrase made you happy, SO happy you couldn't even realise it. Your hands tingled under the bandages, craving to feel.
You inched closer, Mhin instinctively took a step back with an alarmed expression.
"What are you doing?" Their eyes bored into yours, embarrassment filled you.
"Nothing bad I just, wanted to..." your gaze fell on your slightly outstretched arm.
The other person picked up the hint and relaxed, their face slightly red as they mumbled an "okay".
That was what you needed, you arms wrapped around Mhin's body, it felt stiff yet soft. Your hands slid down their back, you felt as if their back bones were sharper than normal.
Your head pressed against their chest and they slowly raised their hands, resting them on your upper arms.
You felt Mhin shiver under your touch, as if your hands, even if bandaged, could have an effect on them.
"Hey..." they whispered in your ear, they were staring at you.
"Yes?" You blinked, distancing yourself a few inches.
Their fingers gripped your arms as they quickly moved their face very close to yours, you could feel their breath on you, the subtle warmth of their skin.
"Mh⎯" your mouth was covered by an icy cold hand as you felt a pair of lips rest on your forehead.
It lasted less than a second, before you could react everything ended. The Soulless hunter took a few steps backwards, facing you before turning around and disappearing in the streets of Low Town.
You stared at the spot they left empty, your fingers grazing the place where you've been kissed, you felt your cheeks burn and your lips curl upwards.
"Damn it," you laughed, turned around and headed inside the tavern.
All you could think about was Mhin's last expression, a tranquil smile... ironically bright, in fact it got printed in your mind.
You absolutely didn't care.
That night you fell asleep reminiscing the events of the passed day.
It felt weird, sappy even, but your mind still found itself thinking about it.
Your body was engulfed in thick blankets that reminded you of what the previous hug felt, you loved it.
And again, that night you weren't alone, you couldn't have had known it but a figure was on your roof, maybe protecting, or just stalling.
Their slim body resting on the rooftop tiles, savoring the night air.
You both had something in common, aside your curses.
You were both smiling.
This is a repost! Thank you for reading this short oneshot, hope you enjoyed!
English isn't my first language sorry for tiny errors T_T
.. AMAB mhin? i've only seen afab mhin so far but no amab mhin huhuhuhuhuhu can it be gn and smut pls? omg i sound so rude i'm sosososososososo sorry pls tell me if i'm invading anything:((
AMAB MHIN TRUTHERS WYAAAAAAAAAAAA - hehehe, dw aint nobody gettin offended, aint nobody bein rude nuh uh babe; tis a safe space for all my lil freaks, and tbh that's a fairly tame request :3
Id love to hear more from ya
Disclaimer! Male genitalia descriptions for Mhin as per the request
🕊 Mhin likes to hover. That means, either around familiar places, or breathing right over your lips—but you suppose it counts. Long, careful fingers like to wrap around your waist, playing with the hem as they pull it off of you unceremoniously. They mostly like how warm your skin feels against their frozen flushed cheeks—weather in Eridia is, simply put, enough to turn anyone into a popsicle.
🕊 It’s psychological warfare. You can already feel them hard in their pants—give them any reason to jump you; they’ll send you flying to the headboard and they’re onto you like a deprived animal. You know what—scrap any simile—they are deprived, hungry, touch-fucking-starved; the title is there for a reason; and that’s not even taking into account the whole divine magic whatever hands shenanigans.
🕊 We know their whole act of trying to look tough and unaffected when they very much are—and that song and dance continues as kisses down your neck when they lay above you, forearms flexing on your sides. Even if you’re quiet, Mhin won’t be able to swallow the small squeals—of pure reflex over anything—that escape the thin line that has become their lips; if you didn’t know them better, you’d say they’re in pain.
🕊 You’re the sweetest fucking thing they’ve ever tasted. They wouldn’t dare show you whether they’re shaking as they unbuckle their belts, pushing themselves inside you slowly—as desperate as they are careful. You’re getting pinned down if they can help it; slightly propped up over the pillows, chests flush, thrusting deep inside you till your bodies refuse them any more.
🕊 Otherwise, Mhin grunts when you dig your nails in them or pull their hair too hard, looking at you beneath their lashes in questioning daze; debatable if they’re willing to form a coherent sentence. They feel good—way too good—and you think you do too, when they hide away, hands gripping your hips as their thrusts become sloppy and uncoordinated, until they go limp in your arms. Perfect opportunity to run your hands through their hair, I say, despite their small protests.
Have I mentioned that I DESPISE the new layout omg im forced to face my mediocracy head on and evolve like a pokemon /lh <3
HAPPY DIWALI YALL ignore how I got lazy near the end please I was speed running this during various times throughout the day 💔 and the little sparkly sticks that Mhin, Ais, Vere, and I (PLEASEdont kill me let me self insert in peace :C ) are uh, sparklers 🧍 that’s how I celebrate Diwali with my family so :]
Also Vere’s outfit isn’t clear so uh it’s a saree and YOULL NEVER RIP AWAYBMY HEADCANON FORBHIM TO ME HES TRANS AND NO SURGERY HESAASHRHDHRJRGRH im lsoingbitbguysimsotirediwantto skeep
