#✩˙‧₊˚‎꒰ঌ ground control to psychoelectric angel ໒꒱‧₊˚

[pue3lla]

I see Heizou as someone who definitely doesn’t take care of himself properly.

So caught up in his cases, trying to help people, watching out for criminals’ family… he completely forgets about himself. About his wellbeing, about his free-time and about taking a proper rest. It must be so mentally draining going every day investigating, trying to find leads, puzzling them all together and then getting bashed on by the captives’ relatives and friends for nothing but their own selfishness. How terrible he must feel I can’t help but wonder, always trying to make the best choice to keep people safe, only to second guess his decision and actions because he couldn’t make everyone happy.

Living day by day having to carry the burden of his occupation really takes a toll on him. He forgets to eat, to properly rest, to think about himself just for once. And the fact that he doesn’t have anyone to turn to is even worse. There’s no one there to remind him of his own health or needs, his family sees him as a brat and his co-workers and the citizens don’t even bother trying to get to know him due to the popular misconception that Heizou is ‘difficult to get along with’, disliking him for the sole reason of not knowing him.

He just needs someone, a friend, a partner that can be there for him when he is at his lowest and not judge him, not invalidate him because ’there’s nothing too difficult for prodigy detective Shikanoin Heizou’. I can only imagine how sick he must be of hearing those things every time he asks for help, how discouraging it must be to be declined the assistance he needs just because he is known for being a genius.

Shikanoin Heizou is human. He has needs, he has feelings, he has a heart. And people tend to forget that. Heizou is not just a detective, he is not a brat, he is not an invincible being that can withstand the pressures of stress for an inhuman amount of time. He is insecure, he is lonely, he is kind and understanding and he is holding a deep wish to have someone that will see his qualities, his skills and his wits but love him still for his personality, his flaws and his shortcomings.

Someone that will not push him away in times of need.

[pue3lla]

*flatlines* awawawawaw my darling pls i’m drooling waterfalls for u, be mine alredy!! thankies nini he is sooooooo perfect i luv him!! <33

Detective Shikanoin Holmes. Or is it Heizou Sholmes?

It's late but I drew this crossover with The Great Ace Attorney for his birthday 🎉

I love him so much and I'm so glad he came home three times within 50 pulls \(≧▽≦)/

[pue3lla]

Sweet & Bitter

heizou x gn ! reader

꒰ 14↓ dni ꒱ ☆ !! sfw !!

TLDR : careful, the tea is brewing hot! —a kiss or 2 will do.

CW : fluff, kissing, a lil’ suggestive but nothing too (ex)plicit;

“Ow!”

You whimpered, eyes churning in discomfort. Putting the cup back on the table, you sighed. Burning your cat-tongue on brewing hot tea was an absolute beautiful way to start the day, sarcasm seating itself on your unspoken thoughts.

You stuck your tongue out, just the slightest bit to let air hit the brewed spot, waving some in its direction by waving your hand up and down in quick motions. Much to your dismay, you will have trouble properly tasting certain things for a while.

Heizou was right there by your side, putting his own cup of tea aside to observe you. When you burnt your tongue, he was lightly chuckling at your clumsiness, although immediately shifting to an expression of care, asking if you’re alright.

“You alright?”

“Yeah, it’s just a bit numb.” you replied gently.

At the sight of your tongue out in the open, an idea sparked in that brilliant mind of his. Inching closer to you, much closer so that now you felt his hot breath against your skin, you heard him speak.

“Let me try to soothe it.”

Bringing his lips to your pink tongue he kissed it lightly, then licked it, and soon enough trapped it in between, sucking on it. You tried to retract it in surprise, just giving him what he wanted as he now locked his lips with yours and swirled his tongue over your own. Finding his loose hand you wasted no time intertwining fingers with him, the free one finding the crook of his neck to pull him closer.

His lips were soft and supple, coated by your mixed spit and the lingering taste of the sweet tea he had sipped on triumphing over the bitter one that yours had left.

Small sounds of pleasure escaped your throats, muffled by both heavy and hungry kisses that made your bodies burn with desire. Only a thin string of saliva connected one and the other when you parted lips for a final, each heavily panting and the air thick with lingering lust.

“You’re right, it feels much better now.”

You leaned in to kiss him again, this time parting just after a few seconds, only to join his glistening, swollen pink lips once again less than a second after.

“I love you.”

Mumbling those words with passion into his neck you trailed loving kisses down to his collarbone while you held him in your arms, the gesture returned by said person.

A shaky sigh of bliss escaped him, before he gathered his words and returned your affection. His words were so warm and honest, so raw it made your heart clench. And even though you were drowning in this sea of passionate emotion, you would never; never want to break the surface again.

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[pue3lla]

If I see one more ‘Heizou is a minor’ post istg