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Mizuki dating HCs

note -> I absolutely love Mizuki, they are one of my favorite characters in pjsk right after Mafuyu!

warnings -> mentions of transphobia.

content includes -> fluff, slight angst, they/them used for Mizuki, kissing, cuddling, shopping, dates, PDA, Mizukis secret, teasing.

Mizuki is very affectionate and clingy, they just can't help but want to touch you at any given moment, holding your hand or having their body pressed against yours they don't care as long as you two are touching in some way, but if you are uncomfortable with PDA they would understand and respect it.

They were very scared to come out to you, they know that you will accept them for who they are but the comments and insults their classmates throw at them still sticks to them, so when they told you and you supported them they were incredibly happy.

Mizuki loves teasing you over the smallest things, they just love seeing the flustered look on your face whenever they flirt with you or make a sneaky remark, they find you absolutely adorable!

It isn't new that Mizuki likes shopping and cute clothes so as their partner expect to be dragged along to every shop they want to go, even Mizuki getting you to try on a few outfits. Mizuki also likes to make their own outfits so they would probably make a matching set for the two of you!

Mizuki loves planning dates for the two of you! They would combine all the things the two of you like and make it into a super special date! They love surprising you with them and you never know what kind of date they are planning next!

They love kissing you! Doesn't matter if it's on the cheek or lips they just love kissing you, they can't get enough of you! Mizuki also really loves cuddling with you, burying their head in your neck or chest whenever they are the small spoon, they just feel safe in your arms.

No thoughts, just soft mornings with Saeran.

Being an early bird at heart, he always wakes up before you do. Plus, he loves watching the sun rise in the mornings, while the entire world is still asleep, and he can enjoy being one with nature and the sky above him. It gives him a sense of peace and freedom he never grows tired of. Being able to walk out into the fresh morning air and just sit there, watching the sky for as long as he likes, is a luxury he treasures with all his heart. Sometimes you wake up early enough to join him, though you are much too drowsy to get all poetical about the sun rising with him, preferring instead to just nuzzle into his shoulder with a gruff little hum as he strokes through your hair and murmurs his observations to you.

But on most mornings, you stay in bed for a good few hours. Saeran is not bothered by it. In fact, he never gets tired of waking up surrounded by your warmth and nestled up against your chest. On some days, he still finds himself getting all choked up as he look on at your peacefully sleeping form pressed up against him like the perfect puzzle piece he was always missing. It's entirely possible that he's just too sappy, as Saeyoung sometimes jokes about. But he wants to never stop cherishing what you have brought into his life with your loving soul and a gentle heart. It's easy for him to get a bit lost in his own head and start whispering sweet nothings to you that you may or may not hear, depending on how deep your sleep is.

He'll often end up just laying there with you, listening to your breathing, and gently stroking your face with the most adoring smile a man can muster. There are some days when you are fortunate enough to wake up to that smile. Although, this is not so lucky if you have somewhere to be on that particular day. It is practically impossible to will yourself to get out of bed and deny yourself the possibility of hours of cuddles.

Occasionally, you will wake up to the soft sounds of kitchen clutter. Saeran always makes it a point to cook breakfast for you guys. It'll look different, depending on what your needs and preference are, but it will always make you feel fulfilled and ready to start your day with a clear head on your shoulders. One of your favorite things to do is to paddle over to the kitchen right after getting out of bed, and watching him cook silently, with a smile on your face. Seeing him relaxed and happy like that makes him look so unbelievably cute. At times, he might even hum along or mumble to himself adorably. Of course, you will eventually come up to him and wrap your arms around his torso, hugging him from behind and placing a quick little kiss right below his ear, smiling at the slightest of shivers your warm touch provides.

On certain days, this could very well turn into a lengthy kissing session between you two that may or may not lead to anything more, depending on your preferences. Just be sure to turn off the stoves and ovens, because the last time you accidentally burned Saeran's cookies, he ended up pouting at you for the rest of the day. Of course, you knew that was just playful banter on his part, but you don't want to make the same mistake twice!

If the weather is pleasant and warm, you'll eat your breakfast out in the garden and take in the morning sun and fresh air under some lighthearted conversation. Saeran will ensure that any bugs that may be bothering you are kept away from you, if that's something you don't want to deal with!

It's common for Saeyoung to wake up last among the three of you. Saeran's gentle scolding about the need for a proper sleep schedule has improved his sleeping habits significantly, but he remains a night owl at heart. He'll usually come out yawning and stretching in the middle of your breakfast. And, while he has his own portion ready and waiting for him, he'll always make it a point to steal a bite from you or Saeran with a cheeky little grin.

I NEED TO FIND THIS FANFICTION TOO

Basically it's an albedo x reader I think the prompt is "first time meeting them" and we're a big fan of Alice's book and find out that our parents know her so we meet her and we talk to albedo because he's her child and he shows us his things in his room and he's never seen at school but he comes to our class to talk to us so all of our classmates are shocked, and his mom thinks he likes us but he put on a pokerface and said that he doesnt. If you come accross something like this please tell me I miss this ff :(

type of best friends

wc. 333 words

tw. none! multi x gn! reader

the mom friend

They’re that one friend that’s always here for you no matter what, always makes sure you eat, drink and get enough sleep. they WILL give you a reality check weather you want it or not

“omg, he looked at me!! He wants me trust🎀🥰” “girl he doesn't know you💀”

Tighnari, Jean, Alhaitham, wanderer(but he’ll act like he doesn't care), sara, yanfei

the gossip friend (a.k.a the fbi agent)

the one that somehow alway knows what’s going on. You want to know what's the reason that cute couple broke up? Just ask. Meet a cute guy but you only remember his name? babes here’s his entire biography, address and number, would you also like to know his shoe size??  It's scary, but we all need that type of friend :)

Cyno, xiao, shinobu, ayato (i just know this man is noisy af 😭), Neuvillette (he probably thinks its normal behavior ngl), Hu Tao, Diluc

the mean one

your biggest hater, sometimes you wonder why you guys are even friends. Will call you out for no reason and tell you you're ugly, or a stingy bitch. But don't be fooled, only they are allowed to say that, while verbal abuse is indeed their love language, no one is allowed to mess with you but them.

Wanderer (are we even surprised), eula 

the flirty one 

It’s almost impossible to not fall for them. Will tell you the smoothest pick up line known to mankind. “So aside from taking my breath away, what do you do for a living?” 

HEIZOU (this hangout event had me down bad), tartaglia, kazuha (he got that poet rizz), Lisa, kaeya, LYNEY, ga-ming (i listen to all of his voice lines religiously so yeah)

the chaotic one

How are they still alive with all the idiotic decisions he makes? No one knows. running around with a cone on their head at 3 am, yes count them in. the type to hear the stupidest and most dangerous idea ever and say “i’m in!”. You’ll never get bored with them that's for sure but please for the love of god don't let them pet a scorpion for the prospect of receiving 5$

Itto, Tartaglia, VENTI, klee (girly is terrorizing the entirety of the Mondstat fauna😭)

Honorable mention

Drama queens; kaveh 

The fanfiction writer: xingqiu

Not your friend😔: xiao, wanderer

repost, likes and comments are appreciated. Requests are open!

What makes Gon rejecting Killua so much better is that it never happened before. Gon is the only person who accepted Killua the way he is. He knows he's an assassin and likes him anyway. Other people pretend Killua was joking or lying when he tells them he's an assassin to avoid the truth. So Killua lets them assume. He was never able to just be honest until Gon happened to him. When Kite got left behind, Killua expected Gon to be mad but he wasn't and Gon thanked him. All of that hope accumulated to one single point where Killua became dependent on Gon's approval so that one verbal rejection was enough to make everything feel irrelevant. He feels he can't help Gon anymore because Gon finally is rejecting him. All of that hope can get crushed by the very person it came from. He experienced so much shit in his life that it became normal to him but this one small thing in comparison is what made him breakdown because it also became the only good thing in his life. He was so used to approval by his family that it became normal and expected, that's why Gon's approval felt like the only thing that mattered because it's the one thing he was putting hardwork into earning. And he just felt like all of it was for nothing.

|| Dating Sebastian ||

Request: " hello! i loved your dating imelda hcs so much!! i was wondering if you could do one with sebastian? i consider you canon source material at this point haha. thank you! "

Pairing: Sebastian Sallow x GN!reader

Type: headcanon

Warnings : Fluff, kinda long, unedited and not proof read

✦Sebastian Sallow ⇀

✧⌈ Before Dating ⌋✧

As the eager type Sebastian Sallow seems to be, you two didn't start dating right away. Despite him wanting to cut to the chase and ask you officially to be with him, he decided to follow Ominis' advice and court you instead. He believes that despite his slight impatient tendencies, he wanted to prove to you that he was worthy of you. To earn your heart just as he has your trust and friendship.

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He would start off by walking you to class. He'll offer to hold your books and even your bag as he lets you guide him towards your next class. If you two have the same class together, he allows you to walk in first as he trails behind you to your shared desk, gently placing your books on the table with a warm smile on his face. If you don't have classes together and both your classes are on opposite sides of the castle, expect to see him in detention more than once as he has made it habit to arrive late to his lesson just so he can spend as much time with you as possible while walking you to your own designated location. You can lecture him all you want about having his priorities set straight, but he'll just have an impish glint in his eyes. His mind already reassuring himself that you are his priority.

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The other thing he would do is write you letters. Except at least three or five letters/notes be sent your way each day. Many of the letters are just inserts of sweet or even romantic quotes he has found and highlighted in books he reads. Other times, he would leave encouraging words written out in small notes and tuck them away at a random page in your textbooks, or sneakily place them inside the pockets of your robes for you to find later. He has sent so many letters to the point that the owls are starting to give him annoyed squeaks each time they see him with YET another piece of parchment in hand.

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He wouldn't take you out on dates during the courting process, instead he would invite you for "quality time". Which ultimately just meant that it was just the two of you doing anything together that didn't exactly have to be romantic. Sneaking off to the restricted section for a required book or item, studying together (his head laying on your lap), last minute adventures into the forbidden forest, spell practice in the Undercroft (Ominis just napping in a corner while you two did your thing), or even taking you to Feldcroft to visit Anne together.

⤵︎

His love language is physical touch and acts of services. However, with the both of you not being official, he had to limit these to a few fleeting touches and with a helping/offering hand in order to not seem overbearing. His hand would always move a strand of hair out of your face, his fingers would graze and even linger a bit against your own when handing you something, his shoulders would be pressed against yours whenever you sat together, knees itching to press against you when you're next to one another, and sometimes he would press his chest against your back when looking at something over your shoulder. His acts of services would be limited to him only being able to hold your books for you, obtain a book you need (regardless from where he had to get), take the blame if you both get caught doing something that was either yours or his (or both) idea, helping you master a spell ( that he himself had to practice long hours to ensure he could be a good teacher), or even saving you a seat next him (sometimes having Ominis roll his eyes as he was forced to sit in front or behind the two instead).

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This goes on for the betterment of three months. Sebastian has never wanted to cut to the chase to a slow burn so badly, and he was close so many times to out right confessing and asking you our on a proper date, but he knew he couldn't. It was too soon and he didn't wish to rush this, he wanted it to work. But even on the days where he feels his yearning might win, he looks at the way how your face lights up when spotting him across the room and suddenly everything stops. Reminding him just why this was so worth going through.

⤵︎

When you first became official was actually because you said something first. Having had enough of Sebastian's slow burn approach and for once, his impatient nature seemed to have possessed you.

⤵︎

So you shouted out to him and into the heavens that you don't want to just be friends with him and it all happened over an interrupted study session between the two. Sebastian was helping you with your transfiguration essay, having pulled all the stops with the researching he spent doing to ensure you both go a Satisfactory on your assignment. However, as he was leaned over the table, reading your introductory paragraph over your shoulder, a Hufflepuff girl that Sebastian has known since the start of the year ran up to him with the biggest grin. Before either of you knew it, she was dragging Sebastian towards a section in the library to help her get a book she needed, her arm clinging onto his as she did her best to playfully banter with him as she clung to him.

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Not only did this bother you, but Sebastian didn't even seemed bothered, which upset you further more. The truth was, Sebastian was just trying not to seem rude in front of you while on the inside he was screaming to get back to you. Disappointed he couldn't smell your citrusy scent that you omit. Once he finally got free from the pestering girl, a pout on her lips as he finally got away, you slammed your book shut and harshly put away your items. With a simple "Let's go", sebastain spent the betterment of ten minutes chasing after you with his stuff flying out as he called out to you. Asking what was wrong.

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It wasn't until you reached the courtyard did you just feel your anger (or was it jealousy?) bubble over and you shouted at him as to why he hasn't asked you out yet. Needless to say, you went into a tangent, a loud one. Even cornering him to a wall as you confessed how crazy he drives you and if only he could see how badly you wanted to be his. By the end of it, not only did you have him speechless, you had him smiling like an idiot who had just won the best prize any man would be lucky to have. When you finally calmed down, breath heavy and face flushed for your outburst, Sebastian simply leaned in, slowly reached over to wrap an arm around you and pulled you flushed against him.

⤵︎

"You are breath taking, you know that?" He whispered, eyes swirling with admiration and adoration, his freckled nose gently rubbing against your own. Lips only inches apart, "May I kiss you?".

⤵︎

Your first kiss together was sweet and tender. Even needy at some parts as that one kiss told the both of you everything you needed to know. His lips were overpowering, firm on what they were doing and soft with how they went about it. He was passionate and attentive, affirming you that you were all he ever wanted.

⤵︎

After that, he popped the million dollar question and officially asked you to be his.

✦⌈ Dating ⌋✦

When you two start dating, you might as well be magnets because one is hardly ever seen without the other.

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Sebastian is always seen dotting on you, asking if you need help carrying anything, if you need to go to Hogsmeade to buy a new quill- no forget that, just take his instead! Ominis well lend him another, right Ominis? ...Omins?

⤵︎

He seems like the type to try and play it cool, kinda like "oh yeah, we're dating. What about it, folks?" when in reality he's more like, "Yes! we are in fact dating, they're amazing right? Merlin only knows how lucky I got that they liked a fool like me."

⤵︎

You two are thee power dueling couple (having learned a lot from yours truly). The second you two sign up for a dueling match together, people just outright know there is no point in trying to beat you two, after all, you two have developed your own sorta of dance and signals when it comes to coming head to head with someone.

⤵︎

It's not uncommon for people to see you snogging.... everywhere.... Ominis actually stopping hanging out with you two as often as he did, something about not needing to hear moist plopping noises next to him. But there isn't any place in the palace you two haven't at least had a make out sesh in, the restricted section of the library having a whole new purpose to it now.

⤵︎

He tries his best to get you and Anne to hang out as much as possible, wanting the two important people of his life to get along and spend quality time with one another. Anne teases him over how dotting he is over you, calling him out on his almost 'Husband-like' treatment towards you. Truth was, he just wanted you to be comfortable, not wanting the uncomfortable presence of his uncle to disrupt any quality time with his twin.

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One day when it was just him coming over to visit, he spent a majority of his time talking about you. Talking about how smart and caring you were, that he's actually gotten less detention now that he was with you because he had you to be a good influence with. Although, Anne met you only a handful of times, there was nothing she loved more than hearing how her brother finally managed to live his life again. His usual dark and gloomy demeanor having lifted and changed for the better ever since you walked into his life, and that was something she was extremely grateful for.

⤵︎

His flirty personality should be a given, in fact it probably got 10x more bold since you two started to go out. It was something that made just about everyone, including the professors to roll their eyes at whenever he sent you a cheeky wink or a sly comment over performing well in class.

⤵︎

Speaking of class, the professors had to make a mental note each to not separate you two in class. As much as they are annoyed with the flirty whispering that happens when they turn their backs, nothing compares to the distraction you two make when you aren't by one another. Let's just say, Garreth wasn't the only one who made a cauldron explode that evening when Professor Sharp had decided he had enough of you two giggling with one another.

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Sebastian has told you mulitple times that there wasn't anything he wouldn't do for you. Take the blame for you or help you study well into the dead of night, steal a book for you or give you all his assignments to copy off of him, die or even kill for you. Nothing was off limits when it came to his loyalty to you.

✧⌈Extra/Random Headcanons⌋✧

Sebastian is a studious individual, he actually has good marks on each of his classes and is highly praised as a student by his professors. Having that said, on the days you are too lazy to do an assighnment and it's due the next morning, the inner scholar that lives within Sebastian will willingly sacrifice his sleep to help you finish it. Sure, you could just copy off of him, but something he would never deprive you of is knowledge.

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He's a big whiner when you two are together. But more in the sense that he pouts when you have to leave him or complains that you pulled away from a second when huddled up next to him. He's almost like a big baby but is instantly soothed by a quick peck on the lips.

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He has a jealous streak, but it isn't anything overbearing or violent. His jealousy doesn't come from a place of ownership, and although he does love showing off how perfect and awesome you are, he isn't scared of you being stolen from him. He's scared you'll realize you could do better then him and leave him. So if he does feel slightly insecure, he will silently just wrap an arm around you and rest his head on your shoulder, almost like a reassurance to him that you aren't leaving him.

Uploaded: 05/29/23

hiii can I request kaiser with french gf ?? idk if that really makes sense

french gf – kaiser

m.list | rules

Note: I am french and I love him to death I mean please yes I LOVE IT

there’s a lot of differences between french and german but I think he would love to see somethings else

you’ve got a temper and he likes to play with that

he would tease the shit out off you until you threaten him to hit him

which would make him laugh, until you really do it

even so, if you lightly hit him he would laugh

he wants to learn french’s words from you but he’s only picking up the insult you say while talking to your siblings/friends

he’s head over heels about it, he loves listening to you talking in french even if you rarely do now

you’re too shy to talk to yourself in french with people around, even him

but you’re always happy to teach him some french

he wants to be able to speak a little when he meet your family

I think he would love french show and would be more into it than you are

He would want to try a lot of french food !! 

Asks you to do some if you can, if not he wants to try French's restaurant and let you note them

When you're down or upset or even missing your country he takes out from the best one and make perfect indoor night 

If you drink, he probably once asked when you started and he's SHOCKED when you say something between 13 and 16 (don't come at me i speak facts)

He loves going on trip there with you 

I think he would love Paris and Lyon 

He would love charcuterie board but HATE the acne he gets from it

Shocked to see that cliché aren't that real

He's in love with you speaking French in France, he wants to go all the time after that

He tries as well but get annoyed when he's being corrected

He insult people he doesn't like in German

Let me know if you liked it !

Reblog are appreciated ♡

yours truly,

yours truly, (part one). / sincerely, (part two).

premise: as a friend of the most attractive students in school, you're more than used to acting as the middleman between them and the people vying for their affection, often tasked with delivering presents or handing out their love letters. however, when you chance upon a small bouquet of flowers on your desk without a note indicating the sender or who you're meant to give it to, you start to wonder if this one's supposed to be yours.

includes: childe, xiao, diluc, kazuha, albedo, thoma & gorou !

a/n: hahaha why is this so long... anyways this is a college au + reverse harem of some sorts. enjoy. i really don't want this one to flop so likes and reblogs are appreciated thx

“Do you think it's a prank?”

“Why is that the first thing that pops into your mind?” Keqing sighs as she fixes her makeup in front of a compact mirror, smacking her lips to spread the color evenly. “You're really cute, [Name]. why wouldn't someone like you by now?”

Your face burns at the offhand comment. “You're only saying that because we're friends.”

Ayaka giggles, twirling a lock of your hair with her finger. “Of course not. You're very adorable! If anything, it'd be more surprising if nobody likes you.”

“Who do you think it's from, though?” Ganyu quietly asks from beside you, observing the handful of carnations laying on your desk. Scanning the students currently present in the room, she thoughtfully adds, “maybe someone on the shyer side since they couldn't give it to you directly?”

“Or someone who did it to be romantic,” Kokomi suggests, scrutinizing the flowers with keen eyes. “That's quite nice of them.”

You hummed in contemplation, trying to figure out who placed it on your table. “Are you sure it's not a prank... or a mistake? You all sit beside me, so maybe they mistook my seat for yours-”

“You're the only one who faithfully sits there, [Name]. We don't even have assigned seats so most of us sits wherever,” Keqing clarifies, staring at you with a disapproving look. “Don't deny it. You know it's yours.”

“But I can't think of anyone who would like me!” you exclaim in defeat. “I am curious about who gave it, though... I should try to find out who it is...”

“More importantly...” Ganyu smiles at you, noticing the blush dusting your cheeks. “Who do you want it to be?”

childe:

in all honesty, he's your first guess.

not because you think he likes you or anything! he's just a huge flirt.

at the beginning of the school year, you hardly got along. you know he's a friendly guy, but it's in the way that... intimidated you. he's part of the “mood maker” clique, attracting attention wherever he goes, and you're not sure if you could handle his energy...

you preferred to stay away from the spotlight though that's a bit hypocritical considering you're friends with the prettiest group of girls in your year, and he relished in it. you didn't know if you could get along.

you didn't become friends until you were assigned partners for a project that meant a lot for your grade, and you vowed to yourself if you couldn't be close to him, you should at least be close enough to work together without trouble.

in the end, you surprisingly hit it off, childe easing the awkward air between you with jokes and random stories to tell about his weird friends. your friendship didn't end when the project did, and you continued to hang out outside of school. you're sure he didn't approach you to get closer to your friends, either; though you had some doubts at first, he was nothing alike with the jerks who tried to use you.

you're no stranger to the pranks he pulled, nor were you unaware of his flirty nature; he occasionally entertained the lot who fancied him when he attended drinking parties. so it made perfect sense if it was childe who gave those flowers, along with the gifts that followed after. it would just be him messing around again, right? oh, definitely! it wouldn't be the first time he spent his money in reckless abandon, bragging that he has the cash to spare for it.

but unexpectedly when you bring up the topic, his expression darkens, showing no sign of joking around. he looks a little shocked, too, to know someone was pursuing you.

“it's not from me,” he admits, gently taking your hand. “but it's true that i like you.”

xiao:

xiao is one of the people you deliver presents to lol

due to his intimidating disposition (and the endless amount of nasty rumors swirling about him, thanks to said intimidating disposition), hardly anybody would dare to approach him, daunted by the perpetual scowl etched on his face. he remains as eye candy, but an entity no one could reach.

you avoided him at first, too. his face is admirable, you can say that much, but you've become somewhat desensitized from having been surrounded by pretty faces 24/7 so you can't really say it's anything new... and yes, you are scared of him to a certain degree. you could never guess what he's thinking.

you weren't sure if he's as scary as people make him out to be though, since people tend to exaggerate gossip for the sake of shock value. he once defended a middle schooler from high school delinquents (through persuasion and not with fists), but the story somehow twisted into another tale entirely detailing how xiao had brutally wiped the floor with their faces and painted the concrete floor with blood...

but as intimidating as he might seem, you don't think he's that kind of character. if you overlook his piercing glare and sharp tongue, he's quite decent.

... you thought that way until you caught him tailing you on your way home.

he crept up behind you, maintaining a natural distance, but after numerous twists and turns in hopes of leading him away, he had yet to cease heading towards your direction. you wouldn't be so suspicious if you hadn't purposely gone in circles around town, leading back to where you came from — which meant he didn't have a particular destination in mind, and fully intended on being hot on your tail.

tired of having bated breath waiting for his next move, you gathered all your courage and confronted him directly, cornering him to the nearest wall to assert dominance. xiao seemed startled by your forwardness, and you took his moment of vulnerability as an opportunity to interrogate him.

unexpectedly, he sheepishly confesses, “i'm not a stalker, i got worried since you're going home this late. haven't you heard about the crime rate these days...”

from there on, you suppose you could say you understood him better. though he's snappy and stern, he's not that terrifying, even sweet at times. when you become proper friends (and you stop suspecting him as your stalker), he saves you a seat next to him, or brings you coffee that you like when he notices you're sleepy in class.

it wasn't long until everybody came to know you were friends and a girl finally — you guessed it — asked you to send a love letter to xiao in her stead.

when you gave it to xiao, he was unusually flustered, flushed pink to the tips of his ears. his expression falls flat once you tell him it's from someone else, badly containing the disappointment to show on his face.

nevertheless, you continue to be friends, and xiao has learned not to expect much from you.

he's the earliest to arrive in class, so you ask him if he'd seen the person who gave you flowers. with a cold, hard look, he says no.

he's acting kind of weird, isn't he...

diluc:

the barista in the coffee shop near your university that has to put up with so much bullshit flirting everyday.

he has to reject people in a roundabout way, and you know he hates it, but of course he has to provide great customer service if he still wants customers right... directly breaking their hearts would only make problems.

but he takes no shit from rude customers.

no, you weren't one of them. in fact, diluc quite liked you a bit. first of all, you don't have any romantic interest for the staff, you genuinely enjoy his drinks (he knows because your face is like an open book), and you mind your own business. he tolerates you enough that he can make small talk with you and it doesn't upset him in the slightest.

so it really ticked him off when some idiot was bothering you in the cafe, starting an argument over a trivial matter that shouldn't be fussed over.

in normal circumstances, diluc would've done the usual protocol — reason with the angry customer, offer free products, and let them leave the premises peacefully. but the moment he saw the man grab your shoulders and you winced in pain as a result, he didn't even have to think of what to do next.

cold coffee rained down on the ill-mannered man's head, evoking a surprised scream out of him. his fingers left your body in favor of patting away the sticky liquid from his clothes, and you stared blankly at the seething figure behind him.

“your order,” diluc announced, his voice tinted with rage. then he pretended to remember something, looking at the empty cup in his hand. “oh, i apologize. you ordered it hot, didn't you?” he forced a smile on his face. “would you like me to brew another one for you?”

the man erupted to a new screaming fit, but he was promptly dragged aside. diluc immediately questioned if you were hurt anywhere, his voice a total 180 from before and turning into a soft tone you nearly didn't recognize.

“that stunt you pulled...” you nervously said. “will you be okay...? won't you get, er, dismissed because of it?”

“...you don't know i own this place?”

“???”

in any case, you've become good friends ever since that incident. so when your secret admirer gives you your customized drink from diluc's shop (that even xiao doesn't know the recipe of!), you ask him if there's a customer who ordered your exact drink that morning.

strangely enough, he changes the subject.

“he only gave you coffee?” diluc wrinkles his nose. “he's not fit for you.”

he proceeds to shove you a plate of pancakes for breakfast and won't let you talk about that topic again.

kazuha:

the soft-spoken boy working part-time as a florist. as one would expect, his good-looking features attracted customers left and right, just like how a flower allures bees with its colorful petals and sweet nectar.

he studies in a different university from you, but it's relatively close by and you run into each other a lot. you could say you're pretty good friends; you exchanged contact information and text every other day, phone each other up to have a meal together whenever you're both free, and hang out over the weekend.

he stirred up some drama with you once. on a rainy day, he invited you to eat lunch together, but you've forgotten to take an umbrella before leaving for school so you told him you'd be a little late 'cause you had to run to the convenience store first. however, he told you not to worry about it and abruptly ended the call.

fast forward to the afternoon: the glass doors to leave the corridors had a few people lurking by, covering what was beyond. you cocked up an eyebrow in question, confused over what was all the fuss, but then you see that familiar pale hair streaked with bright red.

kazuha stood innocently by the school gates, a crimson umbrella in hand, and a small bouquet in the other. he checked his wristwatch every few minutes, seeming to be waiting for someone. he completely ignored the gawking stares pinned on his frame, busying himself by humming a quiet tune.

you hesitantly pushed open the doors, approaching him with wary steps. he immediately perked up once noticing you, beaming brightly to greet you with enthusiasm. he offered you the bouquet, telling you it's nothing more than a small gift the owner had let him craft for free (who mistakenly thought kazuha had a lover, since he was always on his phone texting someone).

you might have known the reasons behind the present, but nobody else did. and what general implications could gifting a bouquet of flowers have?

thus, the school's online forum exploded with questions, asking for the identity of the pretty boy standing by their university, and the lucky person he'd given flowers to.

needless to say it was hard to convince your friends that no, he isn't your boyfriend.

but that was another issue! the issue NOW is the other bouquet you received, much more recent in nature. after suspecting childe, your next thought was to ask kazuha if he had any buyers who purchased the same flowers you had.

his lips twitch for a moment, faintly looking displeased. but he flashes a flawless, award-winning customer service smile, covering his initial expression easily.

“no such customer ordered for those flowers that day. but i am curious about this matter... could you humor me and explain more in detail, by any chance?”

albedo:

the med student fawned over by students and teachers alike. he's simply brilliant, idolized by the entire student body. though he's mainly studying science, he's been praised for his art as well, his paintings hung in the art room proudly.

you're not very familiar with him, only knowing him through hearsay. you don't know what he looks like, so you've never confirmed for yourself if he's as beautiful everyone says he is.

he's well-known but you haven't heard anything bad about him, which is an impressive feat. his name is only ever mentioned in concert with endless compliments.

you meet him by chance in exam season. unsurprisingly, the library is filled to the brim, tables stacked high with books and each chair occupied by agitated students sipping energy drinks and coffee to stay functional. amidst all the chaos, one student remains radiant and carefree, leisurely flicking pages through his notes. he's situated by a corner table, unbothered by the mindless zombies despite having plenty of free seats beside him and everyone else is squished together like canned tuna.

and you, carrying binders, books and stationery, are visibly desperate for a place to rest. his eyes leave the words in his notes briefly, beckoning you to come closer. and you, still unaware of his identity, gladly plop on a chair and heave your heavy supplies atop the table. it shakes for a moment as it bears the new weight, rattling his items, and the zombies gape at you in question. ironically, the person you've been bothering is not offended at all.

you sneak glances at him when you need to freshen your eyes from studying, nauseated by the letters that never seem to come to an end no matter how many paragraphs you've read. you're at awe by his fair skin, not a single blemish in sight, and he doesn't even have dark circles under his eyes. truly mysterious. either he has a magical skincare routine or he's not human. if anything, you'd think he just came from a relaxing vacation, not in the middle of hell week.

you snap out of your trance, and you scold yourself for being bewitched. you have more pressing concerns, and so you grill more information into your brain, oblivious to the turquoise eyes that begin to stare at you.

the next encounter comes when exams are finally over, and you celebrate by buying the pricey food set in the cafeteria. the crunch of golden breading is rewarding for your taste buds and you shovel more food towards your mouth, minding your own business.

the seat next to you is pulled back, and you pause from chewing. it's that guy again, his refined beauty easy for you to recognize. he places his tray on the table, smiling amiably as he asks if it's fine with you should he sit there. you nod, but there's plenty of vacant tables around. it's also pretty weird that he sat next to you, not across...

well, strange as it is, that's how you befriend albedo. you've yet to learn why he came on so strong, almost aggressive. like he really wanted to talk to you. but whatever.

the more you learn about him, the more his image of “golden boy” withers away. picture of elegance? the standard of sophistication? sure. but this guy doesn't hesitate to do the weirdest shit sometimes.

he doesn't fear anything. he puts anything edible in his mouth. one school trip to the countryside taught you a few things. if he's offered fried bugs, he'll eat it. if he's given frog legs, he'll eat it. he doesn't care. he'll eat seemingly anything. because of this, you worry his admirers will put something strange in the food they give him, but that possibility doesn't cross his mind at all. (well. not that he eats it. he rejects gifts most of the time. exceptions are when they come from you.)

you're starting to think he really doesn't fear anything. when you start to scream in fright like a headless chicken while watching a horror movie, he calmly studies the anatomy of whatever horrifying creature is on screen, questioning their ability to walk when half of their body is split apart. why is he questioning horror movie logic. “ghosts are supposed to be transparent and can pass through walls, how come she can grab the main character's hair and drag him to the incinerator?” “albedo, please.” (he comforts you when you get scared, hiding your face in his shoulder as he wraps his arms around you. he softly whispers in your ear to tell you when the scary parts are over.)

he's also an overprotective older brother. for good reason, actually. his little sister, albeit cute and outwardly harmless, is an explosive child who likes to make trouble. if he takes his eyes off her for more than two minutes, she will undoubtedly set fire to his little garden.

she's the reason why he's so observant. he can tell you trimmed your hair because he's all too used to klee chopping off her own hair with craft scissors. he also notices when you feel a bit under the weather. klee is the type to hide her sickness so she could play outside, and albedo would often have to forcibly tuck her back to bed. you're no different. he will, quite literally, drag you to your house and make you rest.

but aside from being a pain in the ass, his observation skills can help you — surely albedo can make a few guesses for your secret admirer's identity?

albedo blinks at you, uncharacteristically silent. he purses his lips, and gives you a small smile. he asks a few unassuming questions, things like what traces your secret left behind, or if they'd sent a love letter and he'd check the penmanship to see if he found it familiar.

he's not the most eager to help, you know that, but you're still slightly disappointed when he says, “sorry, i can't help you with something like that. it'd be better if you figured it out yourself.”

thoma:

the cute neighbor living in the apartment next door. just like kazuha, he studies in a different university, but you run into each other a lot because... well. obviously.

you find him rather silly. he'd signed the lease not knowing pets weren't allowed in the premises, and tearfully waved taroumaru goodbye when he moved in. to cope, he started staying at the park near the apartment building, playing with the dogs there and getting hit on by their owners in the process, but let's not talk about that.

despite being a newcomer, he fit right in with the tenants. he made effort to learn everyone's names and chatted with them whenever presented a chance, thus winning their favor. it isn't a strange sight to see him with middle-aged ladies and looking at home, listening earnestly to their complaints about their husbands or rowdy children. (his hard work pays off when they give him their special recipes and inform him of supermarket deals lol)

he seems to get along well with old men too, invited to their drinking parties. except thoma isn't good at rejecting alcohol from older adults, so when you save him from such situation — pulling him away from the old men prying into his love life, because surely a good kid like him would have someone to love him dearly — he's become eternally grateful.

he's honestly too good for his own good.

exhibit a: thoma is prone to cooking too much food for one person to eat in one sitting, so he tends to invite you to eat his hotpot with him or bring you packaged food you can easily pop into a microwave. after your one act of goodwill, he's become strangely attached to you, pronouncing you best buds. he then admits he used to live with a larger group of people (hence his cooking habits), and he's thankful for your company. (you'd argue you're getting the better end of the deal, receiving free food like this)

exhibit b: he's always available to help you in your troubles. need a hand with heavy groceries? he's on his way! ran out of soy sauce? just wait a bit, he's gonna grab some from the cupboard! forgot your key inside your apartment? then stay at his place for the meantime before the locksmith comes! your shower isn't working well?... he promises he won't peek in the bathroom, so feel free to take a bath h a h a h a. need someone's opinion on what outfit to wear for a date? sure, he's- wait.

YOU'RE GOING ON A DATE?

his face twists weirdly as you showcase two different shirts, asking which one he likes better. you raise an eyebrow when he doesn't dare to utter a single word. “are they both bad?”

he blinks rapidly, then shakes his head laughing. he half-heartedly points to the shirt in your left hand, but you can tell he doesn't really think much of it. he excuses himself fairly quickly, saying he had chores to do, and scurried back to his own home.

(you were only going to a date with ayaka's older brother because she insisted you both needed a love life, but it's not like you actually feel anything for him.)

it doesn't end there. thoma acts weird sometimes. he's strangely cold when he sees you inviting kazuha to your apartment to hang out. he also stiffens when he spots xiao walking you home.

but by far, he acted the weirdest when your phone number called him, but when he answered, he heard a different voice respond.

it's childe, whom you went drinking with. he doesn't know where you live, and you're not nearly sober enough to return home on your own, and it's not like you'll agree to staying over childe's house. you also refuse telling him your address, so childe is left with no choices but to call for someone he knows.

he uses your fingerprint to unlock the password in your phone, heading straight for your contact list, and dialed thoma.

it doesn't take long for thoma to arrive where you are, panting after running for a while, and childe is almost impressed. thoma hoists you up and you obediently wrap your arms around him.

“sorry for the trouble. [name]'s dead drunk as you can see,” childe comments, chuckling to himself. thoma doesn't look amused and replies with, “it's no trouble at all. i'd be glad to help [name] anytime.”

then in a way that almost seems possessive, thoma leaves childe behind.

so now when you arrive home, bouquet in your arms, red dusting your features, thoma is displeased once more.

(yet he is envious of those who can freely profess their affections, because he's certain if he were to ever admit his feelings to you, things can never be the same.)

gorou:

you first suspected childe because you thought the bouquet of flowers was a joke, but if it wasn't and it was real with the intentions of sweeping you off your feet...

then you might have another suspect in mind.

gorou is... a funny guy. can you put it like that? you don't know what to think of him. he's nice, you already know that very well, kokomi's good friends with him and told you a few stories about him, all of which are sweet and amusing. your first impression of him was that of a pure-hearted boy that can do no wrong.

he's younger than you by a year, and kokomi was fairly excited when she first told you he would be attending the same university soon. she promised to introduce you to him in hopes you'd be friends as well.

and okay, you could get behind that. there's nothing wrong with meeting new people. gorou sounded like a great guy too, and it'd be nice to take care of someone younger. you've been coddled by your seniors the past year as a freshman, and you thought it would only be right if you did the same to the new batch of students.

so you attended the welcoming party kokomi dragged you into. it was just a small gathering to get the freshmen familiarize themselves with older students, and she told you you'd get to meet gorou there, her eyes carefully scanning the crowd in pursuit of a specific face.

just as you were reminiscing over the past where your sadistic seniors encouraged you to drink a lot in the last welcoming party, shuddering in fright, kokomi tapped your shoulder and gestured to the brown haired boy standing before you.

it must be him. per courtesy, your lips curled into a practiced smile, exuding an amicable air. kokomi briefly exchanged a few words with him, but it looked like she was doing all the talking, the male frozen in spot as if he'd seen something strange.

he stared at you blankly, eyes slightly widened, and you slowly became unnerved with his vacant gaze, your smile faltering. you made eye contact with kokomi, silently questioning her, but she gave a subtle shrug of her shoulders, also confused by his behavior.

then, completely out of everyone's expectations, he'd dropped to the floor.

gorou had knelt on the ground with one steady knee, solemn in his endeavors. in an instant, your hand was seized, fingers enclosed in his warm palm. his piercing stare was impassioned, sincere at its core. heat shot up to the tips of your ears.

“marry me!”

his voice resounded in the entire room, earning unwanted attention. the chatter halted immediately, all eyes dedicated to the spectacle that was the both of you, and your mind began to spin, cold sweat dripping down your forehead.

your voice was caught in your throat, not knowing what to say, and all you could formulate was a garbled string of incoherent mess. undeterred, the grasp on your hand was unrelenting, gorou committed through this act until the very end.

everyone was thinking the same thing: we haven't even started drinking yet, but this little guy is drunk already??

shameless. crazy. a head with loose screws. you're probably the only one who'd describe gorou that way.

but what kind of sane man would say that upon first meeting???

kokomi quickly tried to mediate the situation for him, pulling him away and patting his back to knock him out of his dazed stupor, and pushed you to the farthest corner.

she vouched for him when she saw your puzzled expression, thinking of him as a weirdo, and she insisted he's normally not that odd. she swears he was never interested in dating before, and she isn't sure what changed for him to... propose... all of a sudden... to you, who he'd barely seen for ten seconds, no less.

naturally, it feels strange for you to see him. after that disastrous encounter, gorou — who did feel embarrassment for what he did, horrified at his own impulsiveness — tried to make amends, backtracking steps (he skipped way too many and immediately went to propose lol) and treating you normally like a friend of a friend, slowly trying to make the atmosphere between you casual instead of a freezing blizzard that kills off the amicable mood.

in spite of all that, however, you do feel as if his feelings are actually genuine. he can be clumsy, and incredibly so, you don't know who else could propose to another person within a span of a minute meeting them for the first time, but he means well! you started off on the wrong foot, and maybe this bouquet of flowers is him trying to curry your favor... or something...

yet all he gives is a disbelieving look, and that's enough to provide a clear answer: it's not from him, and he's upset.

it,, probably wasn't a good idea to ask someone who likes you about another person who likes you.

but if it isn't him, who else could it be?!

drop your guesses in the comments but im pretty sure it's already obvious lol

normalise making a list of character x readers u like to read so you can spin a wheel every night before bed to decide ur bedtime story xx