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beyond the distant horizon

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everyone look at this

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hot artists don't gatekeep

I've been resource gathering for YEARS so now I am going to share my dragons hoard

Floorplanner. Design and furnish a house for you to use for having a consistent background in your comic or anything! Free, you need an account, easy to use, and you can save multiple houses.

Comparing Heights. Input the heights of characters to see what the different is between them. Great for keeping consistency. Free.

Magma. Draw online with friends in real time. Great for practice or hanging out. Free, paid plan available, account preferred.

Smithsonian Open Access. Loads of free images. Free.

SketchDaily. Lots of pose references, massive library, is set on a timer so you can practice quick figure drawing. Free.

SculptGL. A sculpting tool which I am yet to master, but you should be able to make whatever 3d object you like with it. free.

Pexels. Free stock images. And the search engine is actually pretty good at pulling up what you want.

Figurosity. Great pose references, diverse body types, lots of "how to draw" videos directly on the site, the models are 3d and you can rotate the angle, but you can't make custom poses or edit body proportions. Free, account option, paid plans available.

Line of Action. More drawing references, this one also has a focus on expressions, hands/feet, animals, landscapes. Free.

Animal Photo. You pose a 3d skull model and select an animal species, and they give you a bunch of photo references for that animal at that angle. Super handy. Free.

Height Weight Chart. You ever see an OC listed as having a certain weight but then they look Wildly different than the number suggests? Well here's a site to avoid that! It shows real people at different weights and heights to give you a better idea of what these abstract numbers all look like. Free to use.

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Can’t properly explain it, but “I like this character”, “I like how this character is written” and “I care about this character” are 3 very different things which may or may not overlap.

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fanfic writing culture isn’t “oh dang! I wanted to write about this prompt with this character but someone else already wrote it, so now I can’t”.

fanfic writing culture is always “two cakes is better than one. the more the merrier. there can ever be enough fics of this character with this prompt!”

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This is the worst timeline. (x)

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❛ love me like how only you do. ❜

synopsis : 　 through every universe, every cycle of rebirth, he will always find you. in which kazuha loves all versions of you; in every timeline, every universe, every breath or non-breath he takes. 　 ╱ 　 word count : 　 1.7k

characters : 　 kazuha x gn!reader

categories : 　 fluff. mild angst. yearning. royalty au. country x city trope. hospital au. modern au. apocalypse & post-apocalypse aus. idol au. inanimate object / nature au?? lot's of aus. 8 + 1 fic.

warnings : 　rusty writing (it's been a hot minute my bad-). brief major character deaths. mention of blood / injury / violence / drowning. illness in characters + family members. fire. zombies. mentions / vague descriptions of death in general.

dedicated to : 　 @yuomizuu, from your stellaronhvnter secret santa :3c when i saw kazuha on your list, i jumped for joy; he’s one of my top genshin characters & im so happy to have an excuse to write for him! // playlist i was listening to while writing // art by @.mayu_mey on twt

In one universe, Kazuha bumps into you on the street. 

Bundles of scrolls and parchment spill from your arms, delicate writing muddied with dirt as the commotion on the street barely comes to a halt. Onlookers scowl and grumble, moving past without a second thought as you scramble to collect your things from the footpath, movements hastened by the spear-tips aiming your way. 

Cape a deep crimson with delicate fur trim, the Kaedehara family crest is embroidered on the back in gold thread. Kazuha always thought it was unnecessary to flaunt his status, preferring respect of the family name over awe of his wealth. But being a gift from a dear friend, he wears it more often than not. In cases like these, he wishes he hadn’t. Your eyes catch the glint of his garments, and you freeze, petrified.  

Lowering to a crouch, Kazuha waves away his guards with dimmissive hand, gloved hands working to collect fallen sheets. 

“Are you alright?” he asks, voice kind and with a smile. He holds out a scroll for you to take back. Your fingers brush his. 

“Yes…” you mutter back, somewhat sheepish. You quickly rise to your feet and offer him a bow. “My apologies, Your Highness.” 

“No need for it.” 

He offers to walk you to your destination. You decline. He insists. The two of you both make it to the library in quick succession, the others on the road making way the minute the red of his cape is seen. 

“This is quite unnecessary, Your Highness.” Kazuha looks over at you. You smile when he meets your eyes. “It was I who bumped into you. There was no need to escort me back.”

“Ah, but I wanted to.” 

It’s when you’re inside, the door closed behind you, that Kazuha stops to stare at where you’d once stood. His cheeks are rosy with warmth.  

“Are you alright, Your Highness?” one of the guards prods, hesitant. “You seem a bit… flushed.” 

“I’m more than alright.” 

The kingdom falls before he can see you again. 

Flames engulf houses and shops; fire starved and ravenous, it becomes a glutton as it licks up the side of the library. His horse whinnies and backs away when the heat gets to be too much, but Kazuha can’t seem to pull himself away from the sight. He needs to leave. He needs to leave. Run. Run. Run. Run—

Some part of him hopes you made it out unscathed, heart heavy as the shouts of enemy troops chase after him. You would’ve liked the palace archives, he thinks, salt trailing down ash-stained cheeks as the ruins disappear in the distance. 

—

In one universe, you’ve just moved from the city to the countryside. 

As your new neighbour, Kazuha took it upon himself to welcome you. The rest of the area had heard about your reasonings: a relative of yours who owned the house you’d be staying in has fallen ill. You’re here to keep things in order while they receive treatment. 

Basket full of fresh fruit from his own farm, he stands outside your door with a nervous frown. His heart beats erratically in his chest, pulse ricocheting off the bones of his ribs. It’s never like him to be so jittery when greeting others. Readjusting his grip, Kazuha sucks in a breath and knocks. 

You shout back, “Just a sec!” 

There’s a brief moment where Kazuha debates leaving, dropping the basket and running. He digs his heels into the ground. The door opens with a click. You smile and— 

Oh. 

He’s been here before, hasn't he? 

Cheeks turning a soft pink, he grins back, holding out the basket. 

“A little welcome gift,” he says, “from your new neighbour.” 

You take the basket from him; your fingers don’t touch his. Is it weird that he wishes they did? Kazuha comes back the next day, handing you a bunch of mail and a package. You invite him to stay this time. 

Kazuha swears he’s seen you before, that you moving wasn’t a coincidence judging by the butterflies that eat at his stomach lining. Whatever it is, you don’t remember him like how he thinks of you. 

You return to the city months later, leaving the confession on the tip of his tongue. 

—

In one universe, you are the wind that greets him every morning. 

The hospital room is stuffy, void of colour except for the stack of “Get well soon!” cards and deflating balloons shoved by his bedside. He misses the farm, he decides, the vast openness of the trees and fields. The smell of medicine had stung his nose at first; now it’s barely there. Kazuha stares out at the sunrise, smiling to himself when a familiar breeze slips through the crack of his window. Bathed in gold with the sun speckled in his hair, he strains an arm and grasps onto a well-loved notepad and pen. 

“One day,” he murmurs, voice airy as he jots down the date, “I’ll be out there too.” 

—

In one universe, you’re a birdhouse and he’s the bird. 

The seeds are kept well stocked; the shelter you provide is always dry. You both get swept away in a windstorm. 

—

In one universe, he is a star. 

Rubble and debris from what were once towering builds block any type of path you may have been able to venture. Despite the lack of them, the stench of walking death still permeates the air.  

“Shouldn’t have taken that shortcut,” you mumble, grunting when your foot catches on another root. 

The trees grow thicker and you swear you’ve passed this part of the woods already. You grumble a string of profanities, plopping down to the forest floor and leaning against the bark. You look up. 

“You’re here at least.” The words are soft, much too gentle for the atmosphere. Kazuha doesn’t respond. Can’t respond. “You’d scold me for scavenging this late. I know it.” 

The star grows brighter, as if laughing. 

— 

In one universe, Kazuha’s flesh can be tasted on your tongue. 

Tied up in the corner, your arms pinned behind your back, he sits about two metres away in front of you on a broken crate. The gun lays loaded in his lap. Eyes closed with his head down, fingers resting on the cool metal, Kazuha’s lips stretch into a thin line. 

“It’s not right,” he mutters, mainly to himself as you thrash in the corner, desperate to reach him. “It’s not my right to rob you of life.” 

You snarl in response. Eyes bloodshot and crazed, he wonders if you can still understand him. Would you plead for him to shoot you? Would you beg to be spared? Could he bear to do either? He’s going to be sick. 

“It’s not right,” he repeats, shaky hands curling in his lap. “It’s you and me. We haven’t come all this way just to end.” 

The world has taken enough from him. Kazuha refuses to let it take you too; not without him.  

He stands in front of you. The gun lays off to the side. 

Somewhere in the back of his mind, a voice screams at him not to fold. They wouldn’t want this, it wails, clawing at the walls of his skull. Another tells him, Do it. And so Kazuha undoes your binds, kisses you, smiles tearfully when your nails claw into his skin. Blood runs down his back, stains his tattered clothing. He hugs you. Your jaws clamp down on the junction of his neck and shoulder. His nose brushes against your jaw. 

“It’s ok,” he whispers to ears that cannot hear reason, hold tightening, “we’ll be ok.” 

—

In one universe, you two never meet. Not face-to-face at least. 

Kazuha smiles at the camera, holding up a peace-sign, before the view switches to another member on stage. The clip goes viral very shortly after its creation. You come across it one day. 

“An idol, huh…” you mutter. 

 You scroll away. 

— 

In one universe, he’s stuck behind a screen, a watcher to your world as you go through the motions of life. 

Fate isn’t his, but he can’t seem to mind. When his splash art first coloured your screen, when he first witnessed that giddy look in your eyes, Kazuha knew he was smitten. 

Even if you ult at the wrong times, run out of stamina in the middle of climbing, skip dialogue, Kazuha is there beside you. For every beginning, end, every plotline in between, he’s a staple of your team. 

One day, you stop logging in. It was gradual at first; daily tasks, some resin here and there, you’d skip a day then come back the next. A day turned into two. Then three. A week. A month. Kazuha still waits. It’s funny how his world comes to a standstill when you do. He hopes you’re doing well. 

—

In one universe, he is a leaf and you are a river cutting through the forest. 

He drowns in your embrace, waterlogged and swept away as you carry him down stream. If he had a conscience, Kazuha would do it again. 

—

In this universe, it’s finally Kazuha and you. (There is no need to say he loves you when his name is already beside yours.)

Kazuha watches as you pack up your things. He stands from his spot next to you, bag slung over his shoulder as he waits. Other students are already leaving the lecture hall, milling about as he admires you from this short distance. 

In this universe, it’s been Kazuha and you since birth. Friends since forever, it surprised no one when both of you confessed. It would be nice if every universe were like this. 

“You’re staring.” 

He blinks, hand finding yours automatically. You squeeze back. 

“It’s hard not to when you look like that,” he teases back. 

“C’mon, the winter festival is starting soon.” You roll your eyes. 

Foot catching on the chair, Kazuha steadies you before your books can fall out of your hands, giggling when you’re quick to apologize. 

“I had a weird dream last night,” he blurts out once you’re back to standing. 

“About me falling?” 

“More than that.” He traces your skin with his thumb, lost in thought before speaking again. “I’ll walk you back to your dorm. Drop off your stuff and all.” 

“Nah, I can just meet up with you.” 

Would it be nice if every universe were like this? That’s silly, he thinks with a smile. No world could make me love you less. 

“I insist.” 

notes : 　inspired by multiverse concepts, including “everything, everywhere, all at once,” arcane, the "do you think we're together in every universe?" trend, and this one poem i read that i can’t remember. this ended up being shorter than i thought it would be, but there are a lot of parallels between scenes and such so i hope those were caught! apologies if the prose doesn't flow too well TwT

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angel of the codeine scene — xiao x adeptus!reader

sypnosis. [ 14.2k words. angst + reincarnation ]  — Xiao has only fallen in love once, and that love was taken away from him by the war. Rex Lapis resolves to give his only remaining yaksha the epilogue he deserves. status: finished! (started 12/2/24 — ended 2/9/25)

01. the war

02. qingxin incense

03. i know you

04. the traveller.

05. mist flower corolla

06. who i am, who am i?

07. fan the flames of the fire

08. tears of luhua pool

09. over and over again

usagi's note: hey omg im learning how to format my posts, anyway I'll post this here first and then maybe on ao3 later in the day hehe.

taglist (open!! send an ask/comment to be tagged!): @irenedoesthings @cherrysnows @makuzume @smoochi-modest @bvtterflyyy @original-person @aphxdea @iratempestatis @constellationguy @lloversss @femaholicc @arietheyluv

@usagiarchive 2024. do not repost, translate, or use for AI. reblogs, likes, and comments are very appreciated!!

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Accidental Charisma?!

Char. - Albedo, Al Haitham, Ayato, Childe, Cyno, Heizou, Kaveh, Kazuha, Wanderer, Xiao and Zhongli

During Highschool your bound to meet some memorable peers, you just so happen to have meet quite a few. They all seem bewitched by you but why aren't your noticing!?

Word Count: 6k ( about 500 words each )

Fluff, crack, all pining, No established relationships. Highschool AU.

GN!Reader

A/N; Procrastination goes crazy I've been writing this since 2023 😭

Albedo

‘ Oh? Sure go ahead, please sit. ’

- library lovers

- LIBRARY LOVERS

- It was just your luck that during your final exam season the library was full.

- You had no other option but to ask the beige haired boy near the back of the library to sit next to him.

- When you asked him he said yes as he looked at you in an unnoticeable trance.

- You sat down next to him and opened your laptop ready to do some hard work. But who actually studies lmao, so after five minutes you decided to look over at the computer of the beige haired boy.

- When you look at his laptop it's just rows of science opportunity offers

- huh…. Turns out he must be quite the science prodigy.

- You were most certainly flabbergasted as he slightly smirked at you

- ever since that interaction he would always sit next to you at the library and so a blossoming relationship began.

- Surprisingly the more you got to know albedo the more you realised that he is quite a tease.

- Behind his calm, cool face is a string of words ready to charm you.

- But he’s not the only one who can tease!!!!

- You're unknowingly very good at capturing his heart.

- The way your eyes focus on your laptop (or his), the silly words that you say, the way that your touch his should oh he could go on.

- He’s enchanted!! You've stolen his heart and he doesn't want it back.

- Albedo finds himself eagerly awaiting your next meeting together but he doesn't know why!

- It’s a great surprise to him when he sees your face at the library and he’s nearly sprinting to the seat next to you.

- He was the one who asked to exchange contacts with you, whilst you just thought it was a simple question he proposed in light conversation but you don't know the countless thoughts he’s had on how to ask you.

- Despite all of this it took him a while to realise what his feelings meant.

- Why did his heart skip a beat when you greet him, why did his knees feel weak when your hands brushed. Why did his heart ache when you left his sight????

- Then albedo was hit with it, he had a crush on you.

- Without a doubt Albedo is one of the top students in the science department

- So when he kindly offers to help you raise your science grades, who are you to say no??

- It turns out to be the smartest thing you've ever said yes to as your science grades went from a C to full on As!!!

- Each moment he spends teaching you pieces of content and watching you connecting the dots is one that he enjoys

- If he can’t see you in person before a test, Albedo definitely sends you a text wishing you good luck and maybe try to slip a casual cafe hangout to celebrate your efforts.

- So after all that hard work, seeing your joyful face as you present your science test with near full marks warms his heart.

- While his heart is filled with warmth when you present your results, he’s pretty sure his heart actually stopped when you gave him a hug.

- The warmth that envelops his heart when he feels you close makes him blank out, but it's his turn to pull out the moves though.

‘ [ name ], do you want to go see a movie together to celebrate your test? ’

Al Haitham

‘ 98? good job. I got 99. ’

- Whilst you're not the best at science you're pretty good at other subjects but the one person in the way is your academic rival Al Haitham.

- After all this effort to get to the top Al Haitham always score 1 or 2 points higher

- And it gets on your last nerve!

- However Al Haitham just loves seeing you all fired up and angry at him and just adores your pout as you declare that you’ll beat him the next test

- And of course he’ll entertain your declarations of war with a slight smirk plastered across his face.

- But what is a competition without a prize? Al Haitham likes to get a little favour from you if he wins ( which when given an incentive of course he will try his best )

- And whilst you’d think it’d be something embarrassing or something that would be fun but no, all Al Haitham wants is to study together with you.

- Personally he prefers to study at cafes because it makes him feel calmer knowing that your eating

- and has a guilty pleasure of feeding you food.

- Please let him feed you some cake, he won the deal so you have to agree!

- Plus when he feeds you a sweet treat he can enjoy your flustered face as old women coo as that cute couple ( you guys ) at table 12.

- and pleaseee don’t look away, He needs to savour that shy look in your eyes

- As your relationship progress more, you come to realise how he isn't as much of a jerk you though he was

- He may just come off as an arrogant and self centred guy but he's actually super attentive to others and helps out a lot of people.

- Although this may not be true for others Al Haitham will always have a soft spot for you.

- It’s simple stuff like when you both are studying together and he notices you push yourself too much he'll stop you.

- Or when he sees you nervous before a test he’ll come over and tease you if it’s a good distraction for you

- Al haitham thoroughly enjoys your presence and always finds himself looking for you in a crowd.

- You're ingrained into his routine every step of the way. Wake up, deal with kaveh, see you and then whatever after.

- He always finds himself seeing you in whatever he does without even realising it. His spoon seems particularly shiny today, just like your hair. It was so soft and shiny when he saw you today and when you turned arou- oh crap he’s doing it again.

- He also starts to try and learn more about your interests instead of reading books about academics that are hard to wrap your head around he starts reading books that are related to your interests.

- The history of how your interest came to be, what your interest is, the basics. Anything to learn more and get to know you better!

- If he can sneak in little facts or trinkets to show that he invested in your likes then he considered that day a win.

- He likes impressing you and enjoys being around you and that intensified the moment he realised he was in love with you.

- it was over for him once you laid your head against his shoulder.

“ Oh crap. ”

Ayato

‘ Well then, want to head down to the boba shop today? ’

- The charming school prince

- This man has an entire fan club dedicated to him.

- Ayato is known for his charming personality that seems untouchable from afar. His soft, pale skin, his alluring eyes that entice everyone in, his general vibe and presence just attracts everyone in a room.

- He’s even well liked because of how wealthy he is.

- You personally don't even clearly remember how you became friends with Kamisato Ayato

- One thing led to another during some after school cleaning and now you Ayato call you guys buddies.

- He enjoys teasing you about the littlest things, whether it’s your choice of drink or a little quirk of yours. He just enjoys making fun little quips about it.

- You're just so done with him and his teasing but he'll never stop. No, he enjoys it too much.

- Sometimes his teasing is borderline flirting and he’ll constantly push you to the edge ( never too far or to a point where your boundaries are crossed though )

- Ayato enjoys being around you because you arent chasing him or staring at him with hearts in your eyes. It feels so refreshing knowing he can be himself without you squealing and fangirling about his every little action.

- From a young age Ayato has always been admired and adored by those around him so meeting you was like a breath of fresh air.

- So when he realised his feelings for you he could enjoy that feeling of the chase to gain your love.

- On the weekends or after school ( really anytime he can convince you to go ) he likes to take you to his favourite boba store down the street from school.

- Of course he’ll cover the bill because that's the gentlemanly thing to do!

- The kind old lady at the front always give him a 50% discount though ( and that might be because his family does own the entire chain but don’t worry about that )

- When you both sit down and if Ayato decides that he doesn't want to tease you as much today he company is extra nice and can lead to some pretty deep conversations.

- and of course he’ll walk you home after you two drink some boba and have a nice little chat

- He could call his driver and have him come drop you guys off but he doesn’t want to seem pretentious to you.

- Plus it’s nice creating new memories with things you see on the walk back to your place.

- Whilst hanging out with Ayato there is almost one thing that consistently happens

- One poor girl decides to take her shot at confessing to the elusive and charming school prince

- Whether he’s handed a letter or pulled to the side, he’s got confessions coming for left and right.

- For those who make the endeavour to ask him directly they will sadly be met with a hard no.

- And for those who dare to ask him why not might be met with a charming Ayato saying he’s waiting for someone else to fall for him.

- And of course he’ll come back to your lunch spot all smiles and his usual demeanor

- And whilst although you’ve never consider Ayato as someone who you’d have a crush on, some others see your friendship in a different light.

- I mean why do you get the privilege to hang around Ayato when it should be them!

- Anyone daring to comment on it to your face can try but will definitely be served with a notice of expulsion.

- you don't need to know though, if it's to preserve your friendship Ayato will go to great lengths.

“ How rude of them, don't let it get to you. Want to go get some Boba? “

Childe

‘ [nameeeee] can you help me bandage up my arm? ’

- Your local bad boy delinquent

- One day you were walking home and you just happen see this guy from your school half awake and bleeding

- Of course being the good person you are you help him out, putting some bandages to the places that look like it needed it the most and wiping the blood off his face with some wipes.

- From the moment he could see you clearly he was starstruck and looked like he saw an angel.

- Even though you happened to be wearing a facemask that day, Childe asked around and happened to find out your identity.

- And so he has now dubbed you his nurse and comes to you whenever he's injured.

- Because of his frequent injuries you have now resorted to keeping a first aid kit on you stocked with everything that you could possibly need.

- You could become a nurse at this point!

- If he can he will definitely join you for lunch and as a thank you he will buy you overpriced canteen food or will bring his own fancy food that you didn't even know he could afford.

- And on the days he’s not having lunch with you, he's typically beating up people, serving detention or hanging out with this gang who he says are called the Fatui or something.

- Childe likes to impress you and thinks that his Kawasaki Ninja H2 R Motorbike will definitely catch your eye ;) he spent a lot of money on it and it has a nice sound to it. ( why aren't you going ‘ wow childe you so awesome and cool! ’ ?!! )

- Another way he tries to impress you is by taking you on random outings dates in his eyes.

- Bowling, Laser Tag, PaintBall, Arcades, anything where he can show you just how talented he is!

- Yeah sure he only got 2 strikes the entire time and it took him 8 tries to get you that plushie but still he was really good at laser tag and paintball!!!

- Childe genuinely knows that you are a good person and wants to introduce you to his family.

- He just knows that his younger siblings will love you and that his older siblings and parents will like you as well. ( He knows he’s a rowdy kid and you’ve helped him calm down alot )

- He would definitely invite you over for a sleepover and just wants you to have a good time!

- He definitely helps his mum cook dinner the night you come over and tries his hardest to make the best Borscht he can.

- Although he intends to just spend the night chilling with you, his siblings have stolen you and you’d somehow be roped into seeing Teucer’s ruin guard plushie collection!

- Childe is an extremely loyal guy and would go to great lengths to protect your friendship together. He knows that hanging around you might affect your reputation but it’s that selfish part of him that wants to hang around you.

- But if people ever talk bad about you he will not hesitate to go have a little ‘ chat ’ with them and tell them not to mess with you.

- He will just casually drop ‘ need me to beat anyone up for you? ’

- He does want to get to know more about you and your interest so he got the genius idea to take you on a shopping spree to learn more about you.

- And don’t worry about paying, he's got it covered!

“ Don't worry about looking at the prices I've got it covered ;) “

Cyno

“ Nice TCG deck, wanna play? “

- A school athlete that a lot of people get along well with

- He seems like a scary guy and that scares a lot of people away from trying to talk to him but he’s actually a pretty chill guy.

- He has a few friends like Tighnari, Kaveh and Al Haitham but still people don’t see him as a super friendly person.

- The way you met him was actually kinda silly. You were going to a TGC convention and faced off in a match. Whilst you didn't beat him ( who could ever ) he was very impressed by your playing skills.

- The two of you striked up a conversation and ended up getting along really well.

- You both exchanged numbers and hung out alot together.

- Whether it was practicing your TGC skills or something else Cyno and you just clicked really well.

- You didn’t even realise he went to your school until one day you were walking in the halls and saw him.

- Of course after the initial shock wore off you went up to him and just hit him with a million questions.

- After he answered all of your questions ( he’s patient with you so he’ll listen to everything you have to say ) he offered to walk you to your next class.

- The two of you walked to your classroom whilst oblivious and dense you giggled at Cyno’s ‘ jokes ’ unaware of the people shocked at the two of you.

- By the time you had gotten to your classroom and waved Cyno goodbye, you’re met with multiple people surrounding you asking how in hell you’re able to talk to Cyno so casually.

- you didn't know you went to the same school until you saw him in the halls

- you went up to him and struck up a chat as he offered to walk you to your classroom ( giggles you guys... GIGGLES [ what am I on..] )

- you didn't know how popular Cyno was until once you came into class some of your classmates you know better interrogated you on how you know Cyno.

- That was pretty difficult to explain haha

- Cyno is a bit of a dork when it comes to hanging around you but he knows you won’t judge him so he’s glad that he can be himself around you.

- It could be a 2 hour rant about a new TCG card deck or going to an event about one of his interests and Cyno goes weak in the knees knowing that you’ll join him.

- Whenever you're playing in a TCG competition together Cyno insists that the two of you sign up as a duo.

- Because there’s no one better than you to be his TCG partner!!

- He definitely saves up to get you some fancy cards and sleeves because he’s like that <3

- When it comes to his sporting world he wants you to be a part of it!

- He’ll invite you to his games ( please say yes or else he’ll be sad all day ) and you secretly dedicate his next shot to you. He’s glad he didn't say it outloud though because he missed…

- if you want to borrow his jersey he's happy to hand it over!

- He knows you've got some admirers out there so he's gotta let people know to back off.

- He'll also invite you to his practices and say that if you want to have Cyno try hard in practice, inviting you to come is key.

- But of course on the walk home he’ll give you her jacket because it’s cold out here!

“ You can keep the jacket, just make sure your warm “

Heizou

“ Come on partner, we've got to solve the mystery! “

- The self proclaimed best detective of the 21st century

- Heizou believes that it must some higher being above that allowed the both of you to meet, because from the moment Heizou’s eyes rested upon you he thought he saw an angel

- He thanks the world that some idiot ( Kaveh ) lost his book because now he could go up and ask if you’ve seen it.

- And when you smiled slightly and offered to help him find the book, goodness you're pretty and kind?! You're just perfect.

- Well from the moment the two you found that book, Heizou officially declared you his fellow detective partner

- He's very attentive to your reactions and even if you conceal how you feel he can read you like an open book.

- Because of this skill, it allows him to be responsive to your needs and feelings.

- He’s always doing things that will make you happy and excite you. If you mention that you want a cute keychain you bet that he’ll line up for 2 hours just so he can get it for you, and hey look he’s got a matching one!

- As well as that he’s a really caring guy and always just happens to have exactly what you need. Got a cut on your finger? Here's a bandage! Feeling thirsty? He has an extra bottle of water so drink up!

- He also always brings you snacks for whenever you're out and about with him and they will always be your favorites so really you just walk out with nothing on your person and Heizou would have everything you need.

- Heizou loves to spend time with you but you're always so busy :( so he has to get your contact so he can text you all the time!

- He loves sending you funny memes or just selfies of his day ^.^

- He’ll send you selfies of whatever he’s doing whether that's what he’s eating, a picture of him or just something funny, your phone never lacks notifications from Heizou.

- Heizou also likes to facetime you so he can see your beautiful face and hear your gorgeous voice gently chide him.

- Although he is mindful that you need to sleep, there’s just some nights where he can resist it and has to call you.

- He’ll try to be more chill and keep his energy down but he’s a very happy guy whenever he’s around you.

- Heizou loves spending time with you and listening to you talk and what better way to spend time with you then doing some good old detective work?

- He loves helping you grow your investigative skills and making memories with you.

- Because being a detective means going out and about, going to new places and spending time with you.

- Though there is a downside for poor Heizou.

- Because you're such an enchanting beauty and of course everyone else can see that. He has to watch other guys try and shoot their shots! He’s playing the long con ok?

- He’s a lucky guy though because you always reject these unworthy boys.

- But besides that a detective day out means he gets to treat you to a nice meal and pick up some little trinkets on the way

“ You should hang out with me more [ name ], these other guys aren't as entertaining! ”

Kaveh

“ What would I do with you [ name]?? ”

- The MOST disorganized man on the planet

- seriously! 

- The two of you guys met because he dropped all of his books and papers on the floor and you helped him pick it all up.

- The poor guy had dark eyebags and he just looked done with everything. You couldn't help but feel pity for the poor guy and offered to help him carry his stuff and since then you've hit it off.

- Kaveh is in need of someone to help him out and you're the best option! You help him study, you remind him to eat and you cheer him on!

- Kaveh is so grateful for you and genuinely doesn't think he could move forward without your help.

- He doesn't know how to repay your kindness to him but despite him being piss poor, he’ll try to treat you whenever he can. He’ll save up from his part time job so that he can take you to a fancy ramen place down the street.

- He’ll tell you to pick whatever you want and he’ll even treat you to a fancy dessert!

- It makes him glad knowing that he can at least treat you to a nice meal even if it’s not close enough to expressing his gratitude.

- Aside from fancy food places though, Kaveh always knows the best spots and places to have a good time!

- So when the both of you are free on the weekends Kaveh will take you to a fun weekly music performance from a place called the Zubayr Theater. 

- It’s a delightful time talking about just anything whilst having beautiful music in the background.

-  Kaveh is a really smart student and is really good when it comes to art. 

- When he can’t concentrate on drawing his buildings for a project he’s working on, he finds himself opening up one of his sketchbooks that has a bunch of drawings of you.

- You're just such a beauty that Kaveh wants to remember your face. Etch it into his mind. You are his muse and will always be his muse.

- The one issue when it comes to his personal life is his roommate Al Haitham. He’s so annoying and is apparently also friends with you! 

- Kaveh didn't even know Al Haitham was able to form friendships with other people. But because of his stupid roommate he can’t invite you over to show you all of his designs because he can’t let Al Haitham annoy you or even worse steal you for himself!

- Despite being horrendous at taking care of himself, Kaveh is surprisingly good at taking care of other people.

- He did it for his mother for a while and he helped out at the retirement village down the street when he was younger. 

- So when you come down with something Kaveh is faithfully by your side ready to help cure you.

- He’s got a med kit by his side ( he got the idea from your medkit ) just in case you need some painkillers, he’s got a cooling cloth on your head being changed out 24/7, he got some ingredients for soup that he’ll get started on soon and just anything he can think of that would be helpful for you.

“ No, no, no, don't get up!! You're always taking care of me so let me take care of you for once. ”

Kazuha

“ Want me to share my notes with you? Don't worry I've got you covered :) ”

- Even though you only share your english class with him he has quickly become one of your good friends ( he hopes to be more than friends though )

- During your classes if you every get bored you'll find a cute little poem written on a torn out price of paper or a game of tic tac toe to entertain you.

- When it comes to the poems it’s always a guessing game about what he’ll write as he likes to experiment with what to write about but most of the time the poems are always nice and calming.

 - Speaking of calmness though, Kazuha himself is such a calming presence to be around! His voice is so calm and soft and his eyes always put you in a bit of a trance.

- This really comes in handy for Kazuha for whenever he sees you stressed out over a test as it seems that you like to listen to his voice and typically agree with him when he asks you to take a break.

- Kazuha is always one with nature when he’s not in class he enjoys making mini flower bouquets for you or just putting flowers in your hair whenever he gets ahold of some pretty flowers. 

- He also gets along well with animals such as stray cats and dogs, birds, squirrels, you name it! ( Irl disney princess trust )They just seem to be attracted to him so whenever you hang out with him it’s just cuteness overload of all these cute animals ( and Kazuha? )

- Kazuha likes buying you blind boxes because after all these difficult exams and just the toil of school work he feels glad that he can be the source of your reprieve.

- It doesn't really care for any of the brands but tries to get series he knows you like, like the bald green ones. He doesn't really care for the price as long as they’ll make you happy.

- It is the sudden dopamine rush that comes from you that makes him get excited. The actual content of the box doesn't really matter to him, he just enjoys seeing you happy.

- Which is why when he sees you upset his heart just breaks. If he can, he'll provide reasonable solutions that will help solve your problems, but he’s just as glad to provide you wordless comfort, just rubbing your back.

- If it happens that some people hurt you, he is not afraid to ask that sketchy gang called the fatui or smth to help out. He knows your friends with that ginger delinquent guy so he knows that he can get people to help him out.

- Likes to take you to laser tag as it’s a thrilling experience and he enjoys watching your focused gaze look for him in the dark. 

- Even as you carefully look around and try to avoid other players you still can’t catch him!!

- But he’s nice so he surprises you and grabs your hand, twirling you and just trying to show you how cool he is. Hoping to catch you in a trance before his ultimate betrayal of shooting you.

- Of course whilst he’s helping you take your equipment off he’ll apologise but still a betrayal is an unforgivable crime

“Sorry to get you there let me make it up to you with overpriced fries”

Wanderer

“ they're staring at me not you it's fine, don't worry “

- your local popular outcast. 

- people are sure he's a cool dude but most of the time people are too scared to even look at him. 

- Once a girl attempted to ask him out but all that was left after the confession was a sobbing girl, the indifferent Wanderer and a few shocked people. Well at least according to rumours that had people now scared of him.

- At the start of the school year you had been placed in the same history class as him. The time had come for pairing up and you noticed that there was one guy everyone was avoiding like the plague. Wanderer.

- so you made the brave decision to ask him to be your partner for the project. Surprisingly he agreed.

- the more you worked with him you ended up bonding with him more and became good friends

- You guys both have matching keychains together of cats which when you gave it to him he said he wasn't going to use it but surprise he now has it on his backpack. 

- after school sometimes you both head over to your local 7 /// 11 and he buys you that expensive $20 small tub of ice cream 

- you both sit on a bench and vege put on the food you got. 

- You spend your time chatting together and eating your food but when you go to pop something in the bin you miss his burning red face. 

-Wanderer tolerates nearly nobody, everyone is always scared of him or just leaving him alone so when you came along and didn't leave him he truly fell in love. 

- he'd never admit it though despite how deep his love is he's always will try to be nonchalant. 

- but he's always trying to impress you 

- Wanderer enjoys taking you to different places that allows him to show off his skills

- such as the skatepark or a motorbike meetup

- he's very skilled at driving a bike and is amazing at skateboarding 

- he'll even teach you how to skateboard! 

- he may not be the most patient teacher but he'll make sure you know everything. 

- extremely cautious when it comes to you skating though 

- he gives you every price of protective gear possible. Knee pads, arm pads, helmet, everything!! 

- but don't worry you'll be fine 

- it's like 10pm and the sky looks like it's never seen the sun but don't worry he's very alert 

- if you're at a bike meetup he's got you right next to him or in eyeshot and if anyone suspicious tries to talk to you best believe he's staring them down. 

-despite the fact that he's in denial over his feelings, he'll always be there for you. 

- if you've got a performance or event going on, best believe he's there to support you, whether that's watching you perform and helping you setting up and other things. 

- however if there is one thing that wants to keep you away from is his mothers. 

- he says that they're both freaks with purple hair and pink hair. He knows the moment he brings you home he'll be met with lots of teasing from a specific pink haired lady. 

- but if you want to go visit his home he'll take you. 

“ just ignore my mums they're weird ”

Xiao

“ Sorry I think you got my drink, it’s a black coffee with three shots of espresso. ”

- Xiao is basically the same as Wanderer, but much nicer. 

- He seems mean and scary but really he’s a nice guy who’s always doing nice things!

- his reputation precedes him as the silent guy who helps carry others' stuff, the guy who blocked a ball from a girl's face, the guy who picks up rubbish off the ground and so much more. It's a stark contrast from the black mask and bangs that cover his face. 

- After a chance meeting and mixed orders at your local tea place the two of you got along instantly 

- It soon became a routine that the both of you walk home together at least once a week. 

- he’d like to walk home with you more often but he’s too shy to ask you so he’ll just take what he can get.

- however once you got cornered by a pair of delinquents and he found out so he mustered up the courage offered to walk you home more often

- So when you agreed to walk home together 3 days a week Xiao felt as if he won in life.

- If you’re going home later because you have a club on, or are studying, Xiao will wait for you and maybe even join what you’re doing.

- He wants to make sure you're safe so despite the fact that he’s not super intimidating to thugs he’ll always glare at anyone who seems to have any bad intentions towards you. Scares them off easily! 

- Xiao is always remembering the little things

- once you were complaining to him about dry lips and the next day he brought you a four pack! ( peach, strawberry, vanilla and raspberry in case you're wondering ) 

- he remembers your odd little habits, your interests, what do like to do and everything else 

- If you want to do something he’s always in to try!

- Once, you both decided to join a club but had quit the first week due to the entire time spent with everyone asking him questions or trying to flirt with him.

- When you both left the club he was so sorry and repeatedly apologised to you because he knew you wanted to join a club and even though he said he’d join with you he’s the reason why you had to quit and- you get the point.

- Just stuff a piece of bread in his mouth to shut him up! 

- and you’ll shut him up alright because when you did that his face was absolutely red!!! 

- Xiao is quite clueless when it comes to his feelings towards others but with you his heart was set and he knew that he liked you. 

- Xiao loves being useful and would willingly become your butler if you asked. 

- He wasn't particularly looking to get his driver's licence but when you asked him if he could drive you somewhere and he could, Xiao was on it.

- He likes to do things for you and his love language is definitely acts of service.

“ I’ve got a drivers license now and so I can take you places now! ”

Zhongli

“ Would you mind if I sat with you again today? I quite enjoy your company ”

- the sophisticated student Council president

- to the masses he seems intimidating but when you pay for his lunch one day he seems to be a much more complex individual 

- One day you’re at the lunch line and the guy in front of you seems to have forgotten his card. Wait..... is that the council president? !

- out of the kindness of your heart you paid for his lunch and ended up sitting next to him. 

- sitting next to him one time turns into multiple days a week! 

- the more you talk to him the more he seems like a normal person

- the elusive and intimidating perspective everyone seems him as is far from the truth

- He loves telling you stories!! You both spend many afternoons together listening to him talking about his stories 

- he also loves listening to you telling stories as he loves to learn more about you and find out what makes you, you.

- he’ll always remember every detail of what you tell him and if possible he’ll try to rekindle your memories.

- If you told him about a bookstore you used to go to as a child he’ll drive you there and spend time with you there. 

- It makes him glad to be responsible for eliciting such a happy reaction from you.

- Despite never his carelessness regarding his money he always seems to have just what you need. 

- if you want to go get some tea, he knows the sweet old lady who runs the shop and she’ll give you two a discount or just cover the cost, on the house!

- Zhongli also seems to have anything you need when it comes to oddly specific items. If you need a brown hair tie he’ll just happen to have one.

- In general he likes to care for you and make sure you have everything you need.

- Zhongli has long hair and just LOVES it when you play with his hair or do different hairstyles

- He likes it when you braid his hair and if possible he’d love to braid your hair!

- He has a deep appreciation for making memories together and truly cherishes the time you both went to a perfume making class.

- The both of you decided to make a scent for each other and he absolutely adores the musky, woody scent you decided on.

- He once ran out of it because he uses it everyday so he went back to the story just so he could remake it.

- It’s his signature scent and he’ll never wear anything else if possible.

- Despite having many duties to attend to, he is always looking out for you and just looking to spend time with you.

- when possible he’ll come to hang out with you or ask you to accompany him during a task. 

- He doesn't realise it but he definitely prefers you hanging out with him over others.

- if he knows you have goals you want to complete he’ll definitely go out of his way to help you accomplish them!!

- Whether it’s academic, fitness, spiritually he doesn't mind as long as he can help you.

- He’s content with waking up earlier or sending you reminders if it means helping you out!

“ You’ve got this, just a little closer now… please take some breaks though ”

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notes | kazuha x gn! reader

hcs

random headcanons because i had a brainrot session otw back to my dorm :D (also not proofread :>)

also may be considered a stand-alone but may also be viewed as kazuha from my keep my heart smau hehe (would actually be very in character since he's a lit major there) ^^

kazuha, who shared several major classes with you on your third year of university

kazuha, who by chance sat beside you on the first day and opted to just sit at that spot for the whole academic year

kazuha, who impulsively and secretly wrote a haiku on his notes app when he heard your voice for the first time

kazuha, whose interest was piqued by you when he got to read the works you've written when your professors required you to exchange papers and critique each other's works

kazuha, whose eyes subconsciously always trail back to you whenever they find the perfect chance

kazuha, who did not realize it until his friend venti told him about how he's making everything so obvious

kazuha, whose heart jumped and dropped at the same time when the two of you got paired for a certain literary project

kazuha, who tried so hard to hide his flushed face when the distance between the two of you became close to nothing as you two wrote down words on the same piece of paper

kazuha, who only realized how deep he has fallen when you smiled genuinely at him for the first time

kazuha, who stayed up in his room that whole night after that revelation

kazuha, who, for the first time ever in his life, could not come up with words to explain what he was feeling

kazuha, who started writing anonymous messages addressed to you on little post-its

kazuha, who started attaching those post-its to your bag every time he finds a chance

kazuha, who starts looking forward to writing you short poems and short notes every single day

kazuha, who is perplexed by the note he found attached to his bag once he got back from the restroom

kazuha, whose brows furrow even deeper once he realizes that it was the exact same note he had stuck to your bag earlier that day

kazuha, who felt his heart overwhelm his whole being when he spotted a very familiar penmanship at the bottom of the paper

i know your handwriting, kaedehara ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ ) would you care to send me more of these cute little messages at [contact number]? (,,>﹏<,,)

kazuha, who almost dropped his phone as he attempted to type as swift as he could with his hands shaking

kazuha, who swore that he would never ever waste the golden opportunity that you gave him

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HOLDING ON BY A THREAD

pairings: keadehara kazuha x reader

cw: angst, no comfort

author notes: best read while listening to – 'i love you i'm sorry' gracie abrams / 'beanie' by chezile / 'no one noticed' by the marias! made this to cope with something that happened a while back 🤍

Kaedehara Kazuha —

You had promised yourself, time and time again, that you were over it. That you were moving on. That the past was behind you. But no matter how hard you tried to convince yourself, no matter how much you buried the thought of him, there were still nights like this. Nights when you found yourself scrolling mindlessly through your social media feed, and then, there he was.

It wasn't even intentional, but there he was, just a name on your screen, his profile picture barely a whisper in the background of everything else. Kazuha. A name that once felt like home. Your fingers hovered over his profile for a moment, a dull ache already settling in your chest. You told yourself you didn’t need to check. You told yourself it would hurt. And yet, before you knew it, the page was open, and there he was, smiling as if nothing had changed.

But it was different. He was different.

His profile picture had changed—again. His hair was shorter now, styled in a way you’d never seen him do before. His face, once familiar and comforting, looked different somehow. More put together. There was a subtle shift in his expression, too, one you hadn’t seen before. It was as though he had stopped holding on to something and was stepping forward into someone else’s life. You could tell it wasn’t a sudden change, but rather the kind that had been happening slowly over time, so gradual that you hadn’t noticed until it was already too late.

It wasn’t just the haircut. It was the way he held himself, the clothes he wore—neater now, cleaner, more deliberate. More like a stranger. You thought you knew him, or at least you had known him. But now, looking at this image, you couldn't help but realize that you didn’t recognize him the way you once did.

You clicked through his photos, slowly, feeling that tightening in your chest as more pieces of this new version of him fell into place. He was with people you didn’t recognize. Laughing with them. Smiling in ways he never had with you. It was subtle, but undeniable. He was different. Not in the obvious ways, not in a way that screamed betrayal, but in a way that made you realize that you had slipped so far from his life that you couldn’t even picture the version of him who had once been yours.

And there it was, that sharp realization that made your stomach twist. The thought you had buried for so long was suddenly unavoidable: You didn't know him anymore.

You used to know everything about him—the way his eyes would light up when he talked about something he loved, the sound of his voice when he laughed. The small, quiet things that made him Kazuha. But now, here you were, looking at a stranger. Not because he was a bad person, but because he had changed in ways you hadn't even noticed.

You remembered the first time he had gotten a new shirt, how he'd asked you what you thought of it, the way his eyes had searched yours for approval. It had been such a small thing, but it had mattered then. Now? Now, he was wearing clothes that didn’t look like the ones you used to pick out together. He was laughing with people who weren’t you, and that cut deeper than you were prepared for. The little details—his mannerisms, the softness of his voice, the way he made you feel—those things were slowly fading into the background of his new life, and you were left standing on the outside, looking in.

You stared at the screen, heart aching, trying to hold back the rising tide of tears. You wanted to be happy for him. You wanted to be strong enough to let go, to accept that things had changed. But it was hard. It was so much harder than you ever imagined it would be.

And then, as you saw the last of the pictures—him, in a quiet, intimate moment with someone new—you couldn’t ignore the truth any longer. You had been replaced, not in some dramatic, loud way, but in the soft, steady erosion of time. He had changed, and you were no longer part of that world. The version of him you had loved—the one who had held your hand with that familiar ease, the one who used to smile at you with that soft, knowing gaze—was gone.

He was still there, in body, in name, but the person you had known was slipping through your fingers. You were trying to hold on to a ghost.

And suddenly, it hit you—slow, steady, like the wave that finally breaks after so long holding its breath. You had loved someone, and that someone was no longer part of your life. He was someone else now, a version of himself that was no longer yours.

You closed the app, your chest tightening as if it could physically contain the weight of everything you were feeling. You didn’t want to cry. You didn’t want to feel this raw, this exposed. But you did. You couldn’t stop the ache, couldn’t stop the reality of it all from crashing down on you.

You took a shaky breath, trying to steady yourself, but the words slipped out before you could stop them.

I hope you’ve changed so the version of you I loved stays just mine.

It was a soft wish, one that seemed foolish the moment you said it. But it was the only thing that made sense in that moment. The version of him you had loved, the one who had laughed with you, who had held you in a way that made everything else fade away, was fading too. And now, it felt like you had lost him—all of him—only leaving you with the memories.

reblogs are appreciated <3

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My favorite guys

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do you mind? (repost)

summary. sharing a table with a stranger at a crowded café, only to realize they’re far more interesting than you expected.

characters. xiao, scaramouche, heizou, venti, kazuha x gn!reader (separate)

tags. modern au, fluff, crack

warnings. kind of ooc xiao and kazuha, alcohol in venti's

XIAO

Internally panicking, but he welcomes you to the table with a small nod. He’s the reserved type—the kind to look anywhere but in your general direction just to avoid eye contact. Archons, how many times has he glanced out the window just to stare at that decorative plant? He even counted the leaves.

Social interaction isn’t his strong suit. And it certainly doesn’t help that you’re attractive.

If he had his way, he’d sit in silence, letting the passing seconds fill the space between you. But his own discomfort betrays him. Hands fidgeting under the table, fingers tracing the rim of his cup, gaze flickering to anything but you.

He feigns indifference, arms crossed, posture rigid. 

But then—you speak. Because, for some reason, you find him interesting.

You introduce yourself first, then ask for his name.

His heart stumbles in his chest. He’s unsure if it’s from nerves or the sheer absurdity of the situation. Someone willingly trying to talk to him, despite his obvious attempts to fade into the background.

Though his palms are slightly damp from tension, he keeps his voice steady, his expression unreadable. Flat tone. Unwavering gaze. A carefully maintained air of disinterest.

You frown. A subtle shift, but he notices.

That’s a cue, isn’t it? A signal that you’ll leave him alone now. That’s what he wanted… right?

Then why does something in his chest sink when you simply nod, pressing your lips into a thin line, offering nothing more?

He exhales quietly. Curses himself. He just lost the chance to get to know you.

But this is the first time someone’s been able to catch his attention. So he thinks of a way to redeem himself.

"Oh. Okay." You say in response to his answer, forcing yourself to sound indifferent. But truthfully, you’re embarrassed.

You spent a whole ten minutes bouncing your leg, debating whether or not you should make the first move, only to be met with disappointment after finally mustering up the courage.

You bite your bottom lip and tap your fingers on the table, falling silent. Now, all you can do is wait for the servers to call your order so you can leave. You seriously don’t want to embarrass yourself further in front of this stranger.

“I, uh...”

A voice cuts through your thoughts.

You don’t assume right away that he’s talking to you, so you keep your gaze averted, pretending not to notice.

Then, a cough. Loud enough that you instinctively glance up in concern.

Your eyes widen slightly when you find him already looking at you.

“Yes?” You ask, taken aback that he was referring to you. There’s a flicker of curiosity in your expression, maybe even a bit of hope.

He hesitates. “…I'm sorry.” His voice is quieter this time, almost unsure. “I didn’t mean to come across as cold earlier.”

The shift in his tone is subtle, but you catch it. Gone is the detached, indifferent edge from before.

You smile, relieved. "No, no, don't worry about it! I get like that sometimes too."

He exhales lightly. Almost as if… reassured. After a beat, he offers a small, hesitant smile in return. It’s brief, but it’s there.

It suits him, you think.

It’s cute that he chose to apologize instead of just letting it be. Most people would’ve moved on, unwilling to make things more awkward. But he didn't.

And then—

"I'm not used to people." He pauses. “…Especially ones like you.”

A beat of silence.

You blink. Wait. What?

His own words seem to register a second too late.

You watch as his shoulders tense slightly, his fingers curling into a loose fist on his lap. The tips of his ears are… pink?

Oh.

Oh.

Was that supposed to be a compliment? Was he flirting with you? No way. He doesn’t seem like the flirty type. He’s definitely more socially awkward than you. Maybe he didn’t mean it like that.

But before you can overthink it—

“…If it’s okay with you, may I have your number?”

SCARAMOUCHE / WANDERER

Glares at you menacingly. Like a cat trying to hiss someone away.

Him? Sharing a table? With some random nobody? Absolutely not. This table is his.

Without breaking eye contact, he places his bag on the chair in front of him. A silent warning. Don’t even think about it.

"It's occupied," he deadpans before returning to whatever he was doing.

You, unimpressed, grab his bag and dump it on the table. Then you plop down into the chair, arms crossed, staring him down as if to say: "Try and get me out of this seat, you brat."

His mouth parted slightly, just for a second, before snapping shut. Did you just—? The audacity.

A scoff escapes him as he leans back in his chair, arms crossed, his glare sharper than ever. His fingers drum against his bicep as he mutters under his breath—something that sounds suspiciously like, "At least you're not completely spineless." Not that he’d ever say it directly.

But since the café is packed and dragging you out by the collar would be frowned upon, he begrudgingly allows it.

For the most part, he ignores you. Or at least, he tries to. You pretend not to notice the irritated glances he throws your way every time you smile at your phone or stifle a laugh.

Then a server approaches.

She sets your drink down and takes a brief look at the two of you. No food orders yet. Her eyes brighten as she leans in slightly, all smiles.

"We actually have a 25% couple's discount for two strawberry shortcakes!"

Silence.

His stare darkens.

He looks at her like she just personally insulted his entire bloodline. If he had one in this universe, anyway. His lips part, undoubtedly to say something cruel enough to make her rethink her entire career.

But before he can, you slap a hand over his mouth.

"That sounds great! We’ll take it!" you chirp, grinning at the waitress as if your life doesn’t currently depend on keeping Scaramouche from verbally eviscerating an innocent employee.

The server’s eyes sparkle with delight as she scribbles down the order. She even hums. 

He looks personally offended.

You heave a sigh as the server finally walks away. Just as you’re about to relax, you feel a vibration against your palm. The glaring stranger is trying to speak, his voice muffled against your hand.

Then, before you can react—

His tongue moves.

He licks your palm.

Slow. Wet. Deliberate.

"Gross!" You yank your hand away, scrubbing it furiously against his sleeve.

He swats you off instantly, recoiling like you just infected him with the plague. "Get your germs off of me!" he snaps.

"You're the one who just licked my hand!" you retort, scandalized.

His scowl deepens. His expression alone speaks volumes.

"The hell was that for? First, you hog my table—"

"I wasn’t hogging it, we needed to share!"

"—interrupting my peace with your presence—"

"I was minding my own business!"

"—and then you have the absolute audacity to make us out as some kind of couple?!"

"Shut up, they might hear you! We’ll lose the discount!" you hiss, glancing around in case the staff overheard. The people in the vicinity gave looks of concern at your direction.

He scoffs. "You have some nerve."

You roll your eyes. So dramatic. Acting like you just ruined his life.

"I had to grab the opportunity. It’s strawberry shortcake."

He clicks his tongue. "That’s your excuse?"

"It’s strawberry shortcake," you repeat as if that alone explains everything.

He huffs, crossing his arms. "Fine. Go eat your stupid cake."

"You don’t want some?"

"I hate cakes."

You blink. Who the hell hates cake?

"Why?"

His eyes narrow. "Why? Because I hate them. I hate sweets in general. Life isn’t sweet. Life is full of bitterness and sorrow. I don’t get how people manage to laugh in this world. It’s annoying."

…Wow. That escalated.

How did a conversation about shortcakes turn into a monologue about the inherent misery of existence?

"What the hell? Who hurt you?" you mutter.

"My mother."

You suck in a sharp breath. 

The words are so blunt, so casually spoken, that it takes you a second to process. Your lips twitch. No. You shouldn’t laugh.

But the longer you stare at his deadpan face, the harder it is to hold back. A chuckle slips out. Then another.

Hey, this guy is kind of funny. He's growing on you.

He gives you a baffled look like you’re the crazy one for finding humor in his trauma dump.

His brows furrow, and for a brief second, his gaze lingers—not in irritation, but in something else. Something almost mesmerized. He mutters something too quiet to catch before looking away, resting his head on his palm.

You inhale deeply, composing yourself. "Fine. I'll eat both cakes, then. I'm the one paying anyway."

He doesn’t respond, just glares at nothing in particular.

Minutes later, the same cheerful server returns with a tray of two servings of strawberry shortcake. Just as you reach for your wallet—

A hand beats you to it.

The stranger slaps down his own cash before you can even open your bag.

The server’s grin widens. "Ah, paying for the date? How chivalrous!" she chimes, her voice far too amused, before skipping away.

You freeze. Wait.

Did he just let her think that?

Your gaze snaps to him, utterly bewildered. He doesn’t even deny it—just grabs one of the plates and starts stabbing the cake with his fork.

"I thought you said you don’t like sweets."

"That’s right," he mutters before taking a grumpy bite.

You narrow your eyes. "Then why—"

He chews, swallows, and then shrugs, avoiding your gaze.

"Would be a real waste of my money if I didn’t enjoy it with you."

HEIZOU

Has been watching you since you entered the café. Not in a creepy way, just subtle, observant, like he’s solving a case. And wow you are stunning. The way your eyes scan the room, looking for an open seat, tells him you’re about to approach him.

He makes his move first.

"Over here!" he waves, voice warm and inviting, like he's an old friend waiting for you. You hesitate, confused. Do you know this guy? But with no other seats available, you accept with a small, grateful smile.

Big mistake. Or maybe the best decision you’ve made today.

Because once you sit, he talks. And flirts. And teases. And somehow, he already knows things about you.

Will ask you all sorts of questions: What's your name? Your age? Your birthday? Your favorite color? Any pets? Exes?

Even taking guesses as to what your answers might be. and he got them all right, if not, then close. But every now and then, he throws in something completely unexpected: 

"What's your ideal type? Is it me?"

"Aside from being pretty, what do you do for a living?"

"Have you ever committed a crime before? Because now you have."  He says while clutching his chest. 

You nearly choke on your drink. Heizou just grins, clearly enjoying himself.

"Alright, your turn. You can interrogate me now," he offers, eyes gleaming with amusement.

And so you do. Because he’s interesting. Charming. Smart. Too smart. And when he leans in slightly, studying your features like he’s committing them to memory, you feel yourself getting drawn in, too.

Heizou hums in thought. "You’ve got the kind of face that belongs in a painting," he muses. "I’d describe it more, but I’d rather see how flustered you get first."

You roll your eyes, trying (and failing) to suppress a smile.

He'd be the type to reach out and take small bites of your food while chatting. He does it so shamelessly that you're impressed, so you just let him.

This boy is so confident with himself, flirting so casually like it's second nature.

He wouldn't go as far as to touch you, of course. He knows his limits and will keep his hands to himself. But he acts so relaxed and friendly with you that you think maybe he's just playing you.

You’re not dumb. You know he’s interested in you.

It’s not like he’s being subtle about it, either. The lingering glances, the teasing smirks, the way his eyes light up whenever you react to his words. It’s obvious.

And sure, you feel the same way. But still. 

Is this how he always approaches strangers? Does he flirt for fun, or does he actually mean to follow through? How many people have fallen for his tricks before?

A thoughtful hum breaks your train of thought. Heizou taps his chin lightly, then suddenly snaps his fingers. A habit you’ve noticed ever since you sat down.

"Your expression tells me you’re doubting my motives. Correct?"

You blink in surprise. Then chuckle softly, shaking your head. Damn, he’s good.

"That’s right. A point for you, detective."

He lets out a breathy laugh, eyes twinkling with amusement. "Funny you say that. Being a detective is my full-time job."

Your lips part slightly in surprise. He never mentioned that before. But now it all makes sense. The way he reads you like an open book, the way he asks questions so effortlessly, the way he makes it feel like you’re being studied and he’s enjoying every second of it.

"That’s quite… attractive." You admit, cheeks warming slightly.

Heizou leans back in his chair, arms crossed, looking far too pleased with himself. "You think so?" His grin widens, but there’s a new glint in his gaze now.

"Then allow me to clear up any lingering doubts, sweetheart." He tilts his head slightly, voice dropping just enough to make your stomach flip.

"I do plan on pursuing you."

Oh.

Your heart stumbles. You were not prepared for him to be that straightforward.

Heizou watches your reaction, clearly amused. Then, with a dramatic sigh, he shakes his head. "Only a true detective can crack the case of this heart theft, you know."

A teasing pause. Then, the final blow.

"And my prime suspect… is you."

VENTI

When you approach him, the faint yet unmistakable scent of alcohol lingers in the air. He’s drunk. In the middle of the day. At a café.

Wait. Do they even serve alcohol here?

His head rests lazily on his folded arms, eyelids heavy, lips slightly parted. If it weren’t for the gentle rise and fall of his shoulders, you’d think he was fast asleep. Beside him, a humble coffee cup sits suspiciously untouched. Your curiosity gets the better of you, and you lean in for a peek.

Yep. It’s alcohol.

How the hell did he sneak that in? More importantly, how has no one caught him yet? You glance around, half-expecting an employee to scold him, but they just pass him by like he’s invisible. Maybe he’s a regular here.

Deciding not to wake him, you quietly settle into the seat across from him, giving him space. 

Then, without warning, he jolts awake.

"Oh! Hello, stranger!"

He’s suddenly wide awake. No sluggish blinking, no groggy confusion, just pure, unbothered energy. You flinch at the unexpected enthusiasm.

He doesn’t ask why you’re here. He doesn’t even bother to ask your name. Instead, he jumps straight into conversation as if you’re an old friend who’s been here all along.

And somehow, you go along with it.

With an animated grin, he launches into the most ridiculous stories you’ve ever heard.

"Earlier, I saw this red-haired guy absolutely demolish some blue-haired guy in a fight. It was spectacular! Ehe~!"

You blink. Excuse me?

That’s just one of the things he shares. He never runs out of things to say. Wild, chaotic, oddly fascinating things. Like?? Does he see stuff like that on a daily basis?

And despite nearly passing out five minutes ago, he speaks so effortlessly that you start questioning if he was even drunk to begin with.

Like Heizou, he will also steal some of the pastries you ordered, albeit in a more subtle manner. He thinks you don't notice this lol.

"You've got fine taste in sweets, stranger!" he hums, twirling a fork between his fingers. "Tell me, what's your opinion on wine?"

You blink at the sudden shift in topic but answer with an amused smile. "I don’t really know much about it. I just drink whatever I feel like."

Venti gasps dramatically, "Hah, I thought so! I cou—"

His sentence is abruptly cut off by a hiccup. You barely suppress a laugh as you slide a glass of water toward him.

"Whoops! My bad!" He lets out a bubbly giggle, taking the water with a flourish. After downing a few sips, he clears his throat with an exaggerated ahem.

"As I was saying—" He pauses for effect. "If you're interested in wine, I’d be delighted to educate you! I’d say I’m an expert.”

You tilt your head playfully. "I can tell."

His eyes twinkle with mischief. "But if you're not..."

He leans in slightly, voice dropping to a low, teasing whisper.

"I'm still very interested in having a drink with you sometime. You’re quite the gorgeous stranger, you know."

Before you can fully process the compliment, he winks. Smooth, confident, entirely shameless.

"So," he muses, resting his chin in his palm.

“What do you say about keeping in touch?"

KAZUHA

Kazuha is probably the most normal one out of the bunch. No glares, no drunken ramblings, no interrogation-like questioning. Just a warm, endearing smile as he gestures toward the empty seat across from him.

He even stands up, gently pulling your chair back for you. A small but thoughtful gesture. One that makes your heart skip just a little.

"Please, have a seat." His voice is soft, and smooth, like a passing breeze on a summer afternoon.

As you settle in, he strikes up a light conversation, asking about your day with genuine curiosity. He listens intently, nodding along, occasionally offering small comments that make you feel at ease.

And unlike a certain maroon-haired flirt or a wine-loving bard, instead of stealing your food, he offers you his. With a slight nudge, he pushes his plate toward you.

"Would you like to try some?" His expression is hopeful.

You shake your head, feeling too shy to accept. "Oh, no, it’s yours. I couldn’t."

He pouts. Actually pouts.

"Come on, just a bite. Humor me." He even throws in the puppy eyes.

And damn it, how could you refuse that face?

Reluctantly, you take a tiny piece with your fork, just enough to taste.

He notices. And he’s not having it.

Without a word, he cuts a larger piece, lifting it toward your lips with his own fork.

"Say aah," he coaxes, his smile both playful and teasing.

Your face burns hotter than the café’s espresso machine, but you comply, letting him feed you.

His expression softens, eyes twinkling with quiet satisfaction.

But just when you think it couldn't get worse—

He leans forward slightly, his gaze dropping to your lips.

Before you can react, he reaches out, thumb brushing lightly against the corner of your mouth.

Then, with a casual grace that should not be allowed, he brings his thumb to his lips, licking off the stray bit of cream.

And smiles.

Innocently.

As if he didn’t just send your soul straight into the abyss.

You stare at him, utterly flustered, while he simply sips his tea, acting as though he didn’t just casually destroy you in broad daylight.

"You're acting awfully sweet to a stranger," you point out, tilting your head at him.

Kazuha hums thoughtfully, swirling his tea. Then, he gives you a small, shy smile.

"Am I? Well... how could I not, if the stranger is you?"

Smooth. Too smooth.

He gives you a shy smile. "We could fix the 'stranger' part. How about friends?"

You giggle softly. "Are you sure just friends?"

He gives you a playful look. "Well, we could be more in the future."

His laugh is light, airy. Like the whisper of wind through maple leaves. But then, something seems to dawn on him, and his expression shifts.

"But—" he pauses, suddenly looking sheepish. "If you're already seeing someone, being friends is enough."

Oh, that's adorable.

You giggle behind your hand, heartwarming at his sincerity. After all that flirting, he's still worried about stepping over a line.

"Don't worry," you reassure him, "I've never dated anyone."

His eyes widen slightly, genuine disbelief flickering across his face.

"Is that so?" He tilts his head. "That's surprising. I thought someone like you would be off the market by now."

You shrug, smirking at him. He leans in just a little, voice dropping to a gentle murmur, as if sharing a secret.

 His gaze locks onto yours, warm, admiring. 

“I get to find and keep the treasure, then? What an honor.”

note. ah yes the work i was most proud of back then lol anw i’m planning to make a part 2 for this idk when tho maybe when i feel like it. i improved a few bits from the original and this is not proofread! i literally just skimmed through the text and changed a few stuff hope u enjoyed say hi if u remembered this

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