#himbo x reader

•♡•SEX: male, but he can shapeshift if wants to

•♡•SEXUAL ORIENTATION: yes :)

•♡•SPECIES: kitsune/deity

•♡•NICKNAMES: kisu, pink boy, boytoy

•♡•OCCUPATIONS: currently at uni studying fashion design, deity of all forms of love, messenger of love (equivalent to eros, the erotes, cupid and yue lao).

•♡•AGE: 689

•♡•BIRTHDAY: 14th feb

•♡•HOMETOWN: gods realm, house of love

•♡•MBTI: ESTP

•♡•HEIGHT: 182 cm

•♡•EYECOLOR: pink with hints of red and a heart shaped pupil

•♡•HAIR: dark pink to baby pink in a jellyfish cut

•♡•SKINCOLOR: he's tan, (unfortunately I didn't find a tan photoplayer with pink hair)

•♡•ABOUT KISUMI: Kisumi is a social butterfly, always happy and excited to meet new people, he is the type who pays attention to everyone and everything around him, and will always do his best to make everyone comfortable and happy. Still, he's not afraid to get into a fight if necessary.

As a messenger of love, he can be horni and enter lovegame mode very quickly. When this happens, his eyes become brighter and turn from pink to bright red.

He looks like the typical fuckboy, and indeed he is, but not the toxic type. I think he's more like a jock, stupid but nice and sweet and a caring one, also he's super gentle with animals, almost like a Disney princess. If you be lucky enough to catch Kisumi's eyes, oh bestie you'll be treated like royalty for an entire night, and he'll only have you on his mind at that moment. Also don't worry, he drinks respect woman juice every day and always spreads the word about the importance of aftercare.

•♡•POWERS: Kisumi is a messenger of all forms of love: fraternal love, love between friends, love between lovers, self love, love for wisdom, etc. most of times he knows when and with who people will fall in love, and he's the responsible to bring the love for them, very much like eros, but he uses his hand or a pink shotgun instead of arrows to do his job. he can't choose with who the person will fall in love, this means that even if the relationship is fated to end in tragic way, he can't interfere.

that amount of power comes with a price: even if it's a blessing to feel the love of all humans and creatures, this also means that doesn't matter how strong or obsessive it is, he will feel it. but he can also feel the pain, the sadness and the rage when the love is gone (yes he do have yanderish behavior sometimes due the amount of love and other feelings he carries all the time) it's his blessing, but also his curse. it's the price that comes with his power. to deal with this, he meditate and fight a lot, trying to use his energy in something all the time and engaging in all types of activities. His favorite at the moment is american football.

•♡•LIKES: pink, bunnies, heart shaped glasses, dance, ice cream cake, milkshakes, juices made of tropical fruits, handicraft (he's a DIY bitch), romcoms films, makeup, playing football, the gym (yep hes also a gym whore), pearls and touching grass :D

•♡•DISLIKES: overly dramatic people, you see, he is a attention whore and drama queen, but its only a joke. people that like to complain and play the victim in everything really upsets him. pot a big fan of doritos, he hates the smell, bad gossip, the kind of gossip that can ruin someone's life, he likes gossip but not the extremely harmful one. toxic man, cockroaches.

•♡•TRIVIA:

messenger kiitsunes have 5 forms:

spiritual: the first and easiest, they are born that way, they are like little floating souls. do small jobs like carrying letters between the gods, and helping lost souls or children or even protecting forests and temples half fox: when they already have a physical body, having the human body with a fox tail and ears physical fox: name says it all, they can transform into foxes complete human life: at least 400 years of cultivation (meditation and study) to achieve spiritual core: can be unlocked through the spirit form if you become a great entity, in which case you create a domain of your own, almost as if it were a dimension to accumulate your powers, and it becomes the your own magical/spiritual core. it is very difficult to reach this point, only high-ranking entities or foxes, such as the Counselor and elder leaders with about 750 years of cultivation, achieve this form.

Kisumi and his brother Karakuri however managed to master the 5th form, the spiritual core with 32 years of existence. Many say that the ability the brothers have is due to the fact that they were born from the spiritual union of two women, Inari and Kadanke.

the creator of akai ito with his mom

able to seduce people with just one look

even if he looks like just came out of "mean girls" he's 100% golden hearted himbo

he's the mom's friend type of guy, all moms and kids love him ( i ask myself why)

bullying problems? no more, call Kisumi and see your bullies cry in misery and beg your forgiveness

foxes used to be messengers only for Inari, but Inari wanted to help her brothers and sisters gods and decided to turn the foxes into helpers of all deities

kisumi is a one of the many messengers of love, currently the leader of them, but he became so powerfull that he can be considered a deity and some people worship him as a god

his name is inspired by japanese pronunciation of "kiss me"

he usually pranks his brother karakuri

hates cockroaches and will use fireballs and guns to kill them

while his brother use a spear to fight, kisumi use his fists, and unlike eros that use a bow and arrow to shot the mortals with love, kisumi use a shotgun

PERSONAL NOTE: I created Kisumi as a form to comfort myself. He's the type of man that one day I want to know and fall in love with. He's like my own therapy and friend that I would love to have. I really like Kisumi very much and I hope you dear reader like him too.

i guess i have to tell samual that i'll have to cancel last minute. thank god i got here ten minutes early...

lukas stepped farther into the apartment, so she couldn't see him anymore. after waiting for what felt like forever, he started towards his own car, pulled out of the parking spot and drove down the street, where she was stuck at a red light. he was in the lane to the right of her, a few cars back. making sure she didn't see him, lukas followed his Angel to a plant shop. maybe she worked there.

he was observing her from inside the driver seat of his car when she brightened as a male customer walked into the shop.

who is that? why is She so happy to see him?

i just met Her, why should it matter?

lukas continued to watch from his car for almost 2 hours. he noticed the little details, like when she got bored, she would gaze out the window to the park across the street, or how if a customer was being too indecisive, she would get a twitch in her left eye. all the small things. during those 2 hours, lukas had worked up the courage to go talk with his Angel. he stepped out of his car, looked left, right, and at her before jogging across the street, pushed open the door, and walked in.

"welcome! if you need any help, feel free to ask!"

she looked up, flinched, let out a tiny sqeak, and ducked under the counter.

She's so cute. acting all embarrassed.

"um... what's your name?"

his Angel had quietly said. it was so polite, and she sounded so kind, lukas couldn't help but blush.

"lukas."

"what's your name?"

he asked in return, after a quick explanation. he wanted to get her flowers. but if he asked for her favorite flowers, that would be too obvious. he wanted to ask her as soon as he could, but what if She said no? what if She was off... put? by him?

w̷h̶a̸t̴ ̵i̸f̶ ̵S̵h̴e̸ ̸h̸a̵t̴e̴d̷ ̵h̴i̵m̴?̶

her response interrupted his thoughts.

"no problem. i'm {name}"

that's a perfect name. {name}. {name}. {name} {name} {name}. {naaammeee}. that's nice to say.

lukas thought as he stepped out of the plant shop.

She's perfect...

he smiled, walking back to his car. he planned to go back home, but that felt so far away from her. he wanted to be near Her. to smell Her perfume that fit so well. he stepped into the park across the street. maybe he could burn time until his Angel's shift was over. it was a little past 11 am, so she had to have at least a lunch break. maybe he could find out her favorite food, or a restaurant she frequented, so they could bum into each other in a day or two. that would be a great way to start up a conversation again. he wanted to learn more.

what were Her hobbies? what was Her major?

w̴h̴a̵t̸ ̸d̸i̷d̷ ̵S̷h̵e̶ ̴t̶h̵i̶n̷k̶ ̶o̵f̸ ̶h̷i̴m̷?̵

what was Her perfect first date? was She single?

i̵f̷ ̷S̶h̵e̵ ̶w̸a̸s̸n̸'̸t̶,̶ ̸l̷u̴k̴a̷s̴ ̴c̷o̷u̷l̷d̶ ̷e̷a̴s̵i̵l̴y̷ ̷f̴i̵n̵d̶ ̵h̸i̵m̴.̶

is having a high fever like being on drugs or something? i don't remember yesterday at all... other than being cold and sweaty.

you recalled a faint memory of someone placing something on your forehead.

must have been something from when i was a kid resurfacing.

the sudden beeping of the microwave made you flinch. as you opened the door to take out the soup, you glanced at the clock display, and saw you had a little over two hours until your class that day. you decided that if you were feeling good enough to go to class in an hour and a half, then you would.

lukas hung around the corner of the hallway, down closer to the elevators then from your apartment. he had been waiting there for only about 20 minutes. but it was all worth it to see if his Angel was feeling better. she was really sick yesterday, so he hoped she was able to come to class that day. especially because he had found out her whole schedule, and her next class was with him.

click

he peeked around the wall to see her lock the door and make her way to the elevator.

She's better. i wonder if it was my soup...

he thought with a smile creeping up his face.

the chatter from inside the lecture hall got louder as you opened the door, glancing around for an open seat. there was only a few minutes until the class started, so you had to be quick with deciding a location.

"{name}! over here!"

your eyes snapped up to the voice, and spotted a familiar mop of brunette hair waving at you. he locked eyes with you and pointed at a seat next to him.

thank god lukas is in this class, there are almost no other seat open.

you rush up to the third to last row, towards the middle, muttering "sorry"s and "excuse me"s as you sidestepped peoples bags and pushed out chairs.

"did you magically know we had this class together this semester and saved this seat or was everyone too intimidated?"

you teased, setting down your bag and pulling out the chair.

he chuckled a little too hard at that comment, glancing at the over sized projection on the wall. there was a big hush over the classroom as the lights dimmed slightly and the prof stepped up to the desk and started the slides.

She was so elegant. writing notes, drawing diagrams, and resting her head on her hand. he could barely pay enough attention to what was being spoken by the professor. lukas was so entranced by the smooth movements of led on the paper, flowing gracefully from her hand.

halfway through the lecture, lukas let out the slightest sigh, his Angel was just to perfect, and she shot him a look. the briefest of eye contact had made him giddy.

it's gotta be today. there's not a better time than today.

you had already started to pack up, and were to leave soon when lukas interrupted you.

"hey, can i, like, get your n-number?"

he sounded uncharacteristically shy, for all the other times you had spoken, he was confident. but people can put up fronts.

"sure. **********."

"mmkay. i'll text you in a few minutes, i have to pack up first."

"alright. i also have places to be, so bye!"

you said as you started toward the exit, feeling the ping of a notification from your phone in your hand.

lukas knelt down to shove a thin metal wire into the key hole, fiddling with it before hearing the lock click open. he gently twisted the door knob and pushed on the door, sticking his head in to see if she was up and wondering around the room. not seeing her, lukas stepped fully into what looked to be an open kitchen leading into a living room. closing and locking the door behind him, he walked softly toward the bedroom, down the only extension in the apartment.

he froze as another violent cough rang out through the hallway. he opened the shut door in front of him, seeing his Angel bundled up on the bed, sweating profusely, eyes closed, face flushed. he rushed over and gently rested his hand on her forehead, where he was met with extreme heat.

"oh, darling, you're burning up... let me get a cold washcloth for you."

lukas said as he stepped out of the room and into the one next to it, assuming it was the bathroom. he opened a cabinet, happy to see a small pile of small cloths stacked neatly in the corner. grabbing one and running it under cool water from the sink, he thought about what might have happened yesterday to get her this sick.

she had left the cafe fine, so symptoms of anything that he could tell, but it did rain later. but that was also multiple hours later.

"{name} did say that she had plans though. maybe she got caught in the rain coming home from that."

he muttered, stepping back into her bedroom. placing the cold washcloth on her forehead, he hummed a tune softly, as she relaxed a bit from the coolness flooding her face.

"i'm going to make some soup for when you wake up, ok sweetheart?"

lukas dug around in the kitchen to find some chicken broth, noodles, and carrots. as he waited for everything to cook in the pan, he risked checking up on her again. he peaked into the room, where she was sleeping soundly. he exhaled a breath of relief, happy that the towel had cooled her fever a bit. he carefully poured the soup into a container and left.

hopefully She finds this when she wakes up and properly heats it up.

lukas thought, contemplating on if he should write instructions on how to heat it up properly. he decided against it, because that might mean she could figure out he was here. not that he didn't want her to know he helped her, but she would probably get suspicious on how he got in.

he left, locking the door by doing the opposite of when he unlocked it.

hopefully She's better tomorrow.