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Hearts, Unchanged: A HanaNene fanfic

HEYO HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY AND HAPPY HANANENE WEEK EVERYONE!

This is my 12th HanaNene fic, holy crap. I’m so grateful y’all haven’t gotten sick of me. (If you have, shh, let me be blissfully ignorant.)

I felt bad that I’d only have one contribution, so I wasn’t going to count this as being for HanaNene Week, but as it turned out, the theme was perfect for Day 1. So… here’s Confessions, I suppose? 

To the HanaNene Community: I love you! Thank you for everything! To my beautiful wives, @kittykatz009, @anubis-005, and @daikonsenpai: MWAH. I AM SO GRATEFUL FOR YOU. THANK YOU SO MUCH I ADORE YOU I PLEDGE MY UNDYING LOVE AND FEALTY TO YOU. HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY YOU GORGEOUS INDIVIDUALS. 💝💘💝 BABY ARE YOU TSUKASA BECAUSE YOU’VE STOLEN MY HEART RIGHT OUT OF MY CHEST. Special thanks to @geekylau for reading over this for me the day before yesterday, and also happy birthday to @macey-wacey!!

Title: Hearts, Unchanged Fandom: Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun/Toilet-Bound Hanako-kun Pairing: Hanako/Nene Rating: G Wordcount: 5,345 Summary:  “I spent so long on those!” she cut him off, and Hanako found that there was no more room for him to retreat, his back hitting the wall. “I poured everything into them, so you’d finally understand how I feel!” Her fist, small but no less intimidating, grabbed the front of his gakuran by the collar, holding him in place. “But you’re going to stand here and call my chocolates garbage?! Don’t you care about them at all?” 

He wasn’t sure what the best thing to respond with would have been, but his murmured “What chocolates?” definitely wasn’t it.

Nene delivers some very important chocolates. Hanako… does not receive those chocolates, somehow. Also available on: Ao3 Support me on: Patreon | Ko-fi

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Hearts, Unchanged

She’d never looked forward to Valentine’s Day before, but that was all going to change this year.

Nene hummed a tune she’d heard in a movie once as she stirred the mahogany mixture in the pan. It smelled delicious, which was only to be expected when you’d made chocolate as many times as Yashiro Nene had. Sure, maybe her feelings had never been accepted whenever she presented her honmei choco to boys in years past, but she felt quite certain that the boy these were meant for would accept them—the chocolates, and the feelings.

Over the past few months, Nene had sensed something different in her relationship with Hanako-san of the Toilet, the ghost who had become her closest friend. They were more in-tune with each other. They got along better. There was a kind of understanding between them even when neither of them was speaking.

Either that, or Nene was reading way too much into things. It wouldn’t have been the first time.

Regardless, she had resolved to take the leap and confess her feelings for him at last. She had wasted too much time denying them and shoving them into the deepest parts of her heart. No matter how much she had tried to make them go away, they kept resurfacing, each time stronger than the last. Recent events had reminded her that time was not something she had an infinite supply of—even if her little lifespan problem had been fixed, Nene had already lost Hanako once in the Severance, and she wasn’t keen on ever experiencing that again.

If one or both of them disappeared, she’d make sure he knew how she felt first, dammit.

A bit of smoke arose from the chocolate she was stirring, and Nene gasped, realizing that the mix was beginning to burn while she had been spacing out. It still looked fine when she poured it into the little silicone heart-shaped molds, though, so it seemed she’d averted a crisis.

Yes, she thought triumphantly as she placed the chocolates in the freezer to solidify, if Hanako couldn’t see her feelings by now, she’d simply have to spell them out for him.

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Nene’s heart pounded as she crept along the hallway after school. The old building was pretty much abandoned at this time of day, so there was only one person she was trying not to run into: the object of her affections, the Seventh Wonder himself. He was supposedly occupied this afternoon, so her excessive caution was probably unnecessary, but it never hurt to be careful.

In her hands she held a small box, white and tied up with pink ribbon. Her goal was to simply leave it in Hanako’s bathroom for him to find tomorrow morning—absolutely no one used that bathroom, so she had no fear of another student finding them, and the simple tag “From Nene” would let Hanako know just who had poured her heart into these sweets.

Despite her resolution to declare her feelings, she still felt rather shy about presenting the chocolates to him face-to-face, so she’d opted for this more roundabout method. The chocolates themselves, however, were impossible to misinterpret. There were only 6 of them, but they spelled out something rather important in the white chocolate drizzle atop them:

大 好き だ よ 花子 くん

I love you, Hanako-kun.

Her stomach did a clumsy little flip every time she thought about those words being so plainly written on her handmade gift, solid undeniable proof of her intentions to confess her love.

And speaking of solid…

“Oof!” She suddenly found herself colliding with someone, since she’d been too busy looking over her shoulder to face forward. Whipping her head around to see who she’d crashed into, her eyebrows flew up in surprise as she automatically hid the box behind her back. “Kou-kun?”

“Always nice running into you, senpai,” he joked with a wide smile. Nene grimaced, remembering the very first time she had run into him and ended up accidentally pushing him down the stairs thanks to Hanako’s terrible advice. Luckily, Kou didn’t seem to remember that terrible first impression. “What brings you here to the old building?” her friend asked, resting his staff, Raiteijou, against his shoulder. It was disguised as an umbrella currently, but Nene recognized it from the golden color of the long, thin handle. “If you’re looking for Hanako, I think he said earlier that he’d be at a meeting.”

“Yes, I know,” Nene blurted, and then shook her head. “I-I mean, that’s okay! I’m just here for… f-for… forrrrtune-telling…?” She winced and glanced up at Kou, certain that he’d find the nonsensical answer suspicious.

However, the young exorcist was notoriously gullible and innocent. “Fortune telling?” he echoed, tilting his head a little and making his earring fall onto his shoulder.

Nene felt a bit bad for taking advantage of her friend’s trusting nature, but she was on a mission here. “Yeah!” she said breezily. “I got a fortune that said if I walk the length of the hallway of the old building three times, I would have good luck on all my upcoming exams!” What exams?! They didn’t have exams until March!

“Huh,” said Kou, his eyebrows raised curiously. “That’s a strangely specific fortune.”

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Hold me, forever

When that cute archon next door offers you his flute o////o

it sets in to me every once in a while that amane is. really just a kid.

alright here we go

so every tuesday at school we had assemblies and my teacher selected a kid he liked to call “rock boy” to hold the flag. 

this was a mistake.

the middle school side is across the street at my school and so he ran across the street holding up the flag, “LONG LIVE AMERICA YOU DARNED BRITISH PEOPLE!!” because we go to a catholic school where swears arent allowed..

no joke, two weeks later, he found out from his brother that his grandpa’s brother was from the uk.

im still crying/laughing thinking about it.

⭒ kaeya and childe with a s/o that faints ⭒

request for anon: continuation of this post with kaeya and childe

this has the same premise as the post linked above, so check that post for more in-depth details if you haven’t read it!

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pairing: kaeya and childe x reader (separately)

characters: kaeya alberich, childe

genre: fluff

word count: 616

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kaeya

⋆ he’s never fainted, but he has witnessed others faint (and maybe even caused it) so he knows what it looks like

⋆ but when he sees you start to look a little unstable and woozy after having just been fine, he honestly thinks you’re messing with him

⋆ he throws the thought away, though, when you stumble a little and then fall

⋆ kaeya is quick to catch you, pulling you close to him to prevent any injury

⋆ when you come to, you’re met with kaeya’s concerned face mere inches from your own

⋆ “was that uh… a joke?”

⋆ you blink up at him, confusion crossing over your face, and he grows more worried. when you realize what he’s asking about, your eyes widen, and you jolt back from him

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When you realize you have a crush on your assistant and you have to hide the fact that the heavens are literally opening up around her

⭒ albedo, diluc, and jean with a s/o that faints ⭒

super indulgent headcanons for myself because i’ve been getting a lot more dizzy spells and even fainting more than usual lately and it’s been bumming me out.

most of you don’t know but for the past seven years or so i’ve suffered from dizzy spells and fainting spells. i can usually catch them and stop them, but sometimes all i can do is find somewhere to lay down until it passes. honestly, i’m not sure how long i’m usually out (because i’m unconscious lol) but it usually only feels like a few seconds before i wake up confused about where i am. i’ve had one test done regarding it five or six years ago but they didn’t find anything and i haven’t been able to get anything else done regarding it. it doesn’t seem to be anything life-threatening, and i’ve only gotten hurt a couple times, so no need to worry :)

but yeah all that information was just so i could explain what reader is pretty heavily based on!

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pairing: albedo, diluc, and jean x reader (separately)

characters: albedo, diluc ragnvindr, jean gunnhildr

genre: fluff i think?

word count: 926

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albedo

⋆ he’s never fainted before, so he has absolutely no clue what it feels like

⋆ fallen asleep at his desk in the middle of working? yes. but actually fainted? no.

⋆ so when he sees you stand up and then suddenly fall, he panics

⋆ he rushes over to make sure you’re alright, and keeps himself composed for your sake as you come to

⋆ “are you… alright?”

⋆ after he helps you get situated, he backs off, hesitant to touch you more than he already has

⋆ you nod, intending on getting back to whatever you were doing beforehand, but albedo is looking at you so concerned. honestly, you’ve never seen him so worried, his eyebrows furrowed, his gaze distant but roving over you to make sure you’re really fine, his lips drawn in a tight line

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