I Should Rewrite This

AH, ITS OKAY TAKE UR TIME!! don’t forget to rest!!

-anon who requested a part 2 of akito fic

ANONNN AGAIN IM SO SORRY FOR THE IDK HOW LONG THE DELAY OF REQUEST IS, AND EXAM IS NEARING TOO IM SO SORHEHDUSJ

Can I request a 7 minutes in heaven w/ mikey and mitsuya? Btw i really love your writing 🤍🤍 keep it upppp!

heyaa !! thank u so much for loving my work >~< keep safe always and have an amazing day!! <3 fr i had to take multiple breaks in writing this one because of how flustered i got- i was also listening to double take while writing mitsu's part and damn- idk how many times i had to put my phone down for how that made me feel 😭

𝟕 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍

PAIRINGS: Mikey & Mitsuya x gn! reader

GENRE: FLUFF

♡ 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘 likes to participate in these types of games just so he can poke the fun out of his friends, not thinking that he'd be safe from their own mischief. Especially when Draken and Mitsuya have been setting traps and giving each other glances just for them to telepathically communicate as they grin once you've got a hold of the bottle, their messages being translated to your movements when Draken purposely sped up the round so it can be your turn.

The leader tried to act like he wasn't paying attention to whoever it landed on because he feared that his stubbornness would show but when your hand tilts the bottle and it began to spin while you were also in a fit of nervousness.

You didn't expect that this would be the game they'd play since it was suggested by the others to do charades but it was completely thrown off when Draken came up with the idea.

Your eyes would constantly meet Mikey's but he'd just smile at you whenever you do. Your mind was practically racing even before you had your turn because Yuzuha and the other girls kept asking you what you would do it it landed on him, fully aware of your feelings and how you two were always teased to each other but Mikey just laughs it off without any proper response which didn't help you trying to sort out if it was possible that he'd like you back.

You feel as if time was freezing around you when the bottle kept spinning but as it achingly slows, you and Mikey were at the edge of your seat alike the others who were also rooting for you to end up with him. So when the bottle had one more spin remaining, it felt like there was a one sided silent war between him and Baji who was next to him with the blonde on the right and seeing as the bottle was still pointed to the left with little movements, Baji just sees the disappointment through the blonde's eyes and adjusted in his seat and the bottle lands to the right because of his motion.

Mitsuya holds back a laugh, covering his mouth now that he's noticed what Baji did and the long haired boy just bid him a glare to shut up or they'd be caught by Mikey.

"Y/N and Mikey to the room please!" Draken shouts out of joy and the girls clappped, patting you on the back as your partner stood up while you eyed his reaction but you realized that he was just neutral to the results of the game but deep inside, he felt like he bolted to be up on his feet.

"You're stuck with me huh?" He jokes while you walked to the room. Smiley opened the door, pushing you two to go inside but before he closes it, he spoke. "No funny business but don't enjoy it too much either, shitty love birds!" He slams the door and while you two were inside the cramped room, the rest of the boys cheered.

"Baji, nice one!"

"No shit, Mikey was sweating so I had to help."

Mikey kept his hands in his pockets, leaning on the door and he tilts his head, glancing at your figure who was just standing a few distances from him which was odd of you.

"I might have to thank Baji for letting that bottle turn to me." He comments to catch your attention while you looked at him confused, not knowing that this limited chance to confess to him was actually granted by the first division captain.

"Crap, seriously?" You asked chuckling at how convenient that was and how their childishness never fails to exist no matter the situation. Taking a few notches up to your confidence, you stood beside him just as you realized how small the room was.

"Eh, well, he did help me to be with you." He says with a smile, turning to you slightly while you did the same and leaned your head to the door. "So I'm thinking we should give him a prize about it?" You said, following his natural flow of conversation as he chuckles.

"I know what Baji wants from us so are we gonna give it to him?" He suddenly asked, resting his arm beside him so he comes closer to you which in return caught you off guard but it actually made you laugh at how he did that so naturally and Mikey rolls his eyes knowing you've always been this observant in terms of how he acts to realize that he wasn't always like this even if you found it cute. It definitely erased your tenseness around him when you thought about how comfortable your relationship is when you're with him. This is why you liked him because of how you two acted so real with each other, not minding if you were just laughing at each other's clumsiness and how you two were so fond of one another—there's just no room to be nervous.

"I'm making a move here, don't just laugh at me." He pouts out of disappointment while you shook your head, understanding his perspective before softly placing a peck to his cheek with your hand on his shoulder as Mikey beamed.

"I don't think that's enough for me." He said with a sheepish smile which leads him to gently pull you by the waist as he tilts his head while you did the same, catching his lips with yours and joyful smiles were drawn to the both of you, at the same time your eyes closed. Your hand went from his shoudlers to his neck, closing more of that space.

Mikey then shifts both of your bodies, turning you swiftly and now your back was onto the door with your kiss still in tact just like his hands that were on your hips. Soon, one hand had gone to your chin while his index finger was to your jaw while the heat to your cheek increases with every dainty touch from him, every skin to skin contact was burning your heart at the new found intimacy just as your hands go through his hair, tugging on it making his hold on your waist to tighten while he intends to eliminate more of that lasting distance by what you did.

Just before Mikey could have the chance to do so, Baji rips the door open forgetting that you were fixated on it as you pulled away when the support has been removed from your back while the blonde opens his eyes to be welcomed by you slightly falling because of the sudden opening of the door as the light makes you both squint.

Mikey pulls you by the hand to help you up while Draken and Mitsuya yelled out to congratulate you two and the rest joins in clapping.

In the light you can see the flush to Mikey's cheeks and the mild sweat building up on his forehead alike you whose temperature hasn't ceased now that they caught you in the act.

"Thanks, Baji!" He bids to the other boy then he holds you by the wrist. "Everyone, we'll be leaving!" He suddenly announces as everyones head avert to him which makes him even more obligated to boast about it.

"I'm gonna take Y/N on a date!" He proudly states which causes another havoc to your emotions while he briefly sends a wink to you then he just waves at his friends who were applauding him. He drags you out of the house while you let out a chuckle. "A date huh?"

"I didn't get to confess since we were quite busy so, I might as well toss a date in even if we broke the rule that you shouldn't kiss on your first date."

♡ 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀's eyes seemed to be distracted during the first half of the game night so when Smiley took notice of this, he's nudging his brother and the news has made it's way to Mikey and Draken which lead them to suggest 7 minutes in heaven for the sake of the couples that needed an extra push. So when he's just watching the others walk in and out of the room, Hakkai is whispering to him.

"You should sit beside, Y/N-san." He suggest with a pat to his back but Mitsuya shakes his head. The lilac haired boy kept his chin to his palm while he stares at you from across the room just as the third round rolls in and Draken slides the bottle in front of Mitsuya which catches both of your attention, making eye contact with each other just as he nods timidly and Draken sends a cocky smirk his way.

"It's your turn, Mitsuya."

"My man!" Nahoya says, slinging his arm to him as Emma and Yuzuha mutter to you how this could be the perfect chance for you two to stop beating around the bush. You two didn't need a confession—or at least that's what you think considering the glances you'd give to each other weren't exactly meant to stay just as friends. You were already transparent enough, the others could tell it in every encounter you'd have with him but none of you ever addressed it or has had the confidence to do so when talking with you always makes him lose his train of thought.

With a rotate to the bottle as it spins, everyone's eyes were on it and some would look at you both just to expect that it would land on you. Your hearts were head to head, battling for whose pace was faster than the other, who'd be the first to break on the results that are about to come up.

You weren't nervous to say the least because there have been enough moments where you two would often be left alone and that never seems to bother any of you but the alarming pace of your heart was caused by the rules of the game. If you were given 7 minutes just to be in a small room just talking to each other, you could withstand that but knowing how the game usually goes for others, it became the villain behind your anxiety.

With pursed lips, Mitsuya's fingers were continously tapping on his lap while impatience surrounds him, similar to you. It felt like you were just counting down the seconds before it could stop and it was testing you both just how willing you two were to wait for the damn thing to stop.

As demanded of every single person in the room, it lands and the opening of the bottle was pointed at you and there's a chorus of happy comments for Mitsuya.

"Y/N and Mitsuya, come here!" Mikey beams while you both stood up to go to the room, a bit jittery as the blonde pushes Mitsuya, bumping into you. Mikey reminds you of the rules before he's sarcastically slamming the door closed. The both of you sigh at the same time which made you turn to each other, noticing how nervouse you two were in your own ways. He rubs his nape out of shyness as he watches you look around the room and the two of you share a glance until another coincidence happens.

"Y/N-"

"Mitsu-"

"Can I go first? I don't think we'd be able to talk to each other properly." He asked as you responded by nodding. "I just wanted to ask if you're actually okay with this—we don't have to do anything y'know." He was worried for your sake because you seemed a whole lot more distant than usual like you were choosing to avoid staying by his side.

"I'm fine with this, it's just you and me, nothing new." You answered with soft eyes onto his while you could point out how he gets drawn into them once again so you just stood beside him, leaning on the wall as your head falls to his arm.

You took a deep breath, not really liking how you were wasting time just by trying to avoid confrontation when you were eating your own words—you said it yourself that it was nothing new, the two of you being around each other for the hundredth time, why should you choose this time to not confess? If you felt like he's always reciprocated those feelings, all you had to do was ask and that'd put an end to this status just as friends.

"Mitsuya, can I tell you something?"

"Anything." He answered, focus moving to you but your hands at the bottom were lingering around each other, desperate for a certain connection to spark.

"I just wanted to be sure but..Takashi—I really like you, not just as someone who I trust..well..something more than that. Honestly, I think you know that already but I just wanted you to know." In your mind, your words were scrambled and held not a single sense of how it sounded on his side.

Mitsuya bites the inside of his mouth to hide just how big his smile could've gotten when he heard you. He feels like he could replay your words for as long as he wanted, letting his heart dance around inside him at the immense joy put onto him because of you.

"I have an answer for that but will you allow me?"

Raising your head, confused to what he meant but a second later, Mitsuya tilts his head along with a shaky breath just as he's in front of you, eyes going from your eyes to your lips with that smile of his until his hand slowly creeps onto your cheek with his thumb placed on your bottom lip while your cheeks rose to a summer heat by one swift move of his, feeling like having butterflies flutter inside you was an understatement. His eyes glanced back to yours just for you to the glimmer in it and returns it back to your lips.

"I like you just as much, Y/N." He whispered, taking your heart to a whole other level with it's unstableness as Mitsuya leans in more and that's when it happened—his soft lips onto yours with eyes closed while you instantly smiled, the blissfulness of it getting attached to him, as he does the same, humming into the kiss when your hands rake through his hair to pull him closer than ever as if the distance you took wasn't massive enough.

His hands were indecisive, caught between wanting it to remain on your face and the other to your waist just to hold you to him and let your bodies come in contact with each other. So for now, he places both his hands to either side of your cheek just get a nicer hold to you, keeping that closeness until you both would eventually catch your breath.

Pulling away, he catches how you panted making him chuckle before you're looking at him and slinging your arms around his neck as he didn't hesitate to reconnect your lips just by the way you stared at him so lovingly. This time, his hands were onto your waist, letting his finges rake up and down your shirt, just feeling you until it comes back to him gently gripping your sides, eager yet thriving in the moment. You could feel every part of your body give in to how careful yet soft he was holding you as expected of someone just wanted to prove you his point in the best way possible.

He might have shown it too much to the point time had completely passed and Mikey opens the door, the light covering every corner you two were in as your eyes widen at the sudden flash of light and you were greeted by a smirking blonde.

"So, couple confirmed?" He teased while Takashi intertwined your hands to his, leading you out the room just for you to have an audience of your own, with him earning pats of congrats from his friends. You sat down beside each other as he kisses your hands with the other giving a mix of reactions with how proud they were for you two to finally get together and the other half being completely bitter at their lack of love life.

"Did you get my answer?" Mitsuya joked and now that you two were out in the light, you could tell how a particular hue of pink decorated his cheeks making you chuckle at how he must've been the same as you while you spoke,

"Loud and clear, Takashi."

TOKYO REV : @strawberrieas @kwrg @raya-sano @kimrena-stuff @heavensbeloved @rosewood1999 @beezebub @l-luci @bekky06 @keiisukebaji

OVERALL: @stesphy @itsmeaudrieee @crapimahuman @meguroshi @floydenai

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Im gonna have a math exam tmmrw, instead of studying im writing a scenario w childe and scara, hopefully it will finish tmmrw hshhshhs.

But pls wish me gl for tmmrw👉👈

Im so close to give up the scara part, how am i supposed to write it damn

Hes having a bad day

I just wanna... kiss him HAVDHHSBANANZM

Hey ho! Im back, anw can i request maybe an hc where akito have a really affectionate s/o who like to shower him with compliment or maybe an PDA (if he's comfy with it ofc) tyy!:DDD

lets do this ᕙ(＠°▽°＠)ᕗ wahh sorry if its a little short (｡•́︿•̀｡)

Affectionate s/o

Akito Shinonome

I kid you not. This guy can't process the amount of compliments you give him fast enough.

He would compliment you back but you some how always one-up him

s/o: Your eyes are so pretty

Akito: And so are yours

s/o: No you don't get it. Your eyes are such a pretty olive colour that the in the sun it looks like jewels, its so pretty that i could probably stare at them for the rest of my life.

Akito: shocked and blushing

Sometimes he would catch you staring at him with this warm affectionate gaze that gets his heart racing because no one really looks at him that way. gives him the butterflies.

Bro can't handle it ( ꈍᴗꈍ)

It gets even worse when you PDA (vv cute but singlelivesmatter ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ)

He would never initiate PDA but would gladly accept it if you do.

When you intertwine your fingers with his when you go outside, he literally can't help but blush and be completely aware of how you hold his hand and pull him along when you see something interesting.

If you give him a peck on the cheek he just stops functioning altogether. He's absolutely whipped for you.

s/o: gives him a peck

Akito: Wha-

s/o: Sometimes i look at you and feel like im falling for you all over again

Akito: - (this guy is on the floor dead)

Hey, can i request a scenario with kazutora where the reader comforts him after he have a nightmare?

Thank you! Have a very nice day

★—𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 ;; 𝗄𝖺𝗓𝗎𝗍𝗈𝗋𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗒𝖺

# pairing :: kazutora hanemiya x gn! reader

# genre :: slight angst, fluff, really half assed and rushed so, apologies 🙁

# warnings :: mentions of nightmares, MAJOR MANGA SPOILERS

# xander’s notes :: i’m so sorry that this came out so late >.< but i hope you enjoy!

requests are open! rules are here!

kazutora wasn’t someone who was fond of pity. but every so called “dream” he had was always the same. . .

about that night. . .

the night he killed shinchiro sano. . .

he couldn’t bare to think that it was his fault, that it was his fault manjirou didn’t have anybody to call family now. with izana and emma gone, manjirou was alone.

and kazutora had to live with those thoughts that had come to haunt him in his dreams.

he woke up with a startle, his eyes wide in fear as heavy pants left his lips, his forehead slick with sweat.

“kazu? what’s wrong? you ok?” you got up from your sleeping position as you rubbed your eyes.

“y-yeah i’m fine. go back to sleep.” he stuttered as he rubbed his forehead.

“you’ve been like this for over a week, kazu. what’s wrong?” you mumble as you lay your head on his shoulder.

kazutora had told you of his past. how he went to jail at just 15 years old after killing manjirou’s brother, how he was in a gang, how he technically killed baji, you knew it all.

but you never knew the nightmares he was having because of it.

“i. . .” his voice trailed off as tears began to well up in his eyes. “i know mikey. . . said he forgave me.” he said before biting his lip in hopes of stopping the hot tears from rolling down his face. “but i can’t help but know that i killed his brother. . . he’s all alone because of me.”

your eyes were filled with sympathy, along with the sad smile on your face. “manjirou isn’t alone kazu. . . he has you, and ken, takashi, takemichi, chifuyu, he still has family.” you said as you stroked your lovers cheek as tears rolled down his face. “it may not be izana, emma or shinchiro, but he still has you guys.”

“but i—”

“but nothing. stop being so hard on yourself kazu. manjirou forgave you.” you said as you wiped the tears from his eyes. “you’re not alone in this, ok?”

he nodded before you smiled and leaned in to kiss his lips. you knew how hard shinchiro’s death affected him, and you had wished you could’ve been there for him more than you were.

“how about we go downstairs? i’ll make some tea.” you ask as you stroke his cheek lovingly. he nods his head as you wiped the rest of his tears away and kissed his cheek.

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Here are some of the animated gifs Santa Monica Studios have been putting out for God of War: Ragnarök

Sorry for the quality, tumblr only allows for 10MB gifs & these are quick & dirty rips straight from twitter which were already not great quality to start.

I'm assuming these are made to be used, so go right ahead & save & use however you like

Animator credits I could find:

Kratos making a heartshape & Kratos swearing about Valkyries by Dennis Pena, aka @/Boltfinger on twitter

Wolf paw slap by Grace Pan, one of the animators

Angrboda making faces by Jack Ebensteiner, aka @/AnimJack on twitter

Sweating Atreus by Kim Nguyen, aka @/KimbaWin on twitter

Thor sliding by Roberto Clemente, a senior combat animator

hello! if it’s not too much for you, can i request for mitsuya, draken and mikey attending their s/o’s funeral. thank you!

❀ TILL DEATH DO US PART | TOKYO REVENGERS

— the boys attend their s/o’s funeral

; w i t h mitsuya takashi | ryuuguuji draken ken | sano mikey manjirou

; w a r n i n g gender neutral, second pov (you/your), cursing, angst, hurt no comfort, au - canon divergence, mentioned canonical character death, reader death, established relationship, scenario

; a / n ah yes, we’re diving deep into our usual dose of angst. also, tsuya is what you call a japanese wake.

; l i n k s references to please don’t go as well as one’s curse to bear and i loved, and i loved, and i lost

; MITSUYA TAKASHI

Mitsuya hates white lilies.

His mother’s friends, Touman members, your family, the people who went to school with you and him… They sent a bunch of them. Bouquets of white lilies decorated the room and all Mitsuya wanted to do was burn them to the ground.

He hates white lilies. He realizes that the moment he entered the room to see a ton of them littered around, surrounding your casket.

He stops by the entryway, nose scrunching up in distaste at the smell. Hakkai places a hand on his shoulder, as if urging him to continue on and to stop him from backing out. Mitsuya wouldn’t have backed out, he wouldn’t have not come. He wanted to see you, maybe for at least one last time. It’s the least he could ever do.

There were no tears in his eyes when he entered nor when he walked to the other side of the room as people watched him, whispered about him as Hakkai took a few steps back to give him space.

No. The tears only sprung out when he finally stood in front of the casket that held you resting peacefully. It started out small, small little droplets like raindrops in a drizzle. And then he was biting on his lip, shoulders shaking, trying to stop the sobs from leaving his mouth as he gazed at the picture where you were smiling.

Propped up on the very center for everyone to see. A field of grass with a big oak tree at the far back. The sun was setting behind the camera, obvious from how the skies were a pretty mix of purple pink and how it painted you orange.

Mitsuya remembered that picture. He was the one who took it. In the summer two years ago, first year of highschool, when he took you out for a picnic. The clothes you wore were loose, flowing with the wind, hair ruffled as you smiled with your eyes closed, the shine of the sun hitting you perfectly, that you looked golden.

You were beautiful.

It was what made him finally break down.

He was falling to his knees before he could stop himself, trembling with so much anger and pain. Hakkai was trying to help him up, bring him back, but Mitsuya was spiralling. He didn’t care about the whispers nor the stares, he was mourning. He was mourning, he was losing you, he already lost you.

Mitsuya hates white lilies and summertimes and he will forever do so. It’ll remind him of what he lost and the vivid day that brings back only bittersweet memories.

; RYUUGUUJI KEN

This was the third funeral he’d ever attended.

The first one was Baji’s. Someone he watched grew up, someone he watched joke around and bring up the idea of creating a gang with Mikey as the leader. Someone he watched die.

The second one was his first love, Emma. Someone he loved from the very start, from the moment he met her, from the moment he saw her. Someone he wanted to grow old with, someone he wanted to protect and take care of.

The third one was the person who helped him stand back up after his fall from the tower after Emma’s passing. The person who was always there, patiently holding his hand even when he didn’t ask them to. The person who he gradually fell in love with. Not because he didn’t love Emma, but rather because he respected her wishes to be happy.

The person that was you.

You who grabbed his hand when Mikey walked his own path. You who reminded him that yesterday was over but there was still tomorrow to look forward to. You who taught Draken how to love again.

Draken feels sick as he sits on the same spot he did years ago, more than a decade ago. At the very front with his back straight, shoulders high, fists clenched on his lap as silent tears trail down his cheeks.

Years had passed but he felt fifteen again, losing the person he loved the most. The person that had carved a place in his heart, so deeply that nothing could ever replace it.

You didn’t replace Emma and Draken didn’t love you like how he loved Sano. But it didn’t change the fact that he loved you still. You weren’t Emma and Emma wasn’t you. He was well aware of that. But it never did change his feelings for you.

Emma carved a part in his heart, and you did the same on the other side. But just like Emma, you left it bleeding as well. Left it bleeding and dying, with nothing to ever heal it.

Where had he gone wrong? What had he done wrong? Why does he keep on losing the people he loved? Why does he keep on losing everyone dear to him?

Cursed.

He was cursed.

Ken sits there, not knowing how much time has passed. Not noticing anything happening around him, not knowing anything. Only the fact that you were gone and he’s now forced to be alone once more. Now forced to drown.

This time, there’s no one like you who’ll come around his life ever again.

; SANO MANJIROU

How many tsuyas had he attended? How many more does he have to attend? How many people does he still have to lose?

Shinichiro, Baji, Emma, fuck even Izana. And now you?

Manjirou had attended too many, far too many one should attend in such a short life, in such a young age. Far too many funerals that were for the people he loved, the people he wanted to save and protect, the people he wanted to save him.

Once upon a time, Mikey had a lot of people with him. His family, his Touman, his love. All these people that surrounded him, so many people that cared. And then they slowly start to leave, slowly start to pass the bridge, to the point that Mikey starts avoiding the rest because he doesn’t want to see any more people leave before him.

Once upon a time, Mikey had a lot of people with him.

And then there were none.

Because the moment he lost all of them, Mikey lost himself as well. Manjirou was nothing without them. So there was no one left. Only a husk of who he once was.

Manjirou sits there, holding a white chrysanthemum. A flower for grief and goodbyes. A flower he offers you for the last time.

He remembers. The first flower he had ever gifted you was a red chrysanthemum, handed to you with a soft smile at the tender age of fourteen. A symbol of love, a great contrast to its white counterpart.

Back then, Mikey thought that he would never lose you. That death had missed you by an inch. That Emma was the last person to be taken from him. That he would be with you forever and a day more.

He was wrong because now he sits in that room, not caring that people were suspiciously looking at him. He may be Bonten’s leader but he’s your lover first and foremost. He falls deeper into the darkness with no you to help him back up as people watch him cautiously, ready to call authorities.

They didn’t need to worry. The only person he’s going to kill today is himself.

And then there were none.

SEASONS OF BLOSSOM. [0.1]

love can start anywhere, even if yours started out fake.

genshintoon event hosted by @stellumi. img creds: "seasons of blossom" on webtoon.

part 1 (here!) — part 2 [wip]

pairing: xiao + gn!reader // word count: 4.4k // au: fake dating + high school // warnings: fluff, some swearing, reader's height not specified, very slight chilumi but not really (i just needed a character that was shorter than xiao that might like childe, also it's onesided)

author's note: as a writer who only writes fluff, i could not resist a fake dating au with xiao, especially if it's inspired by seasons of blossom. thanks to vera for letting me join this collab! you don't have to really read the webtoon series beforehand to read this, but it is recommended to better understand it! (if you do so, you can just glance at episode 2 + 3 to get a general idea ^^) this work is inspired off of "seasons of blossom" with many events changed, but otherwise i hope you all enjoy!

you like childe just a tiny bit, but you didn't think it was obvious or shown in your expressions at all. while he is seen as a friend of you and lumine, everyone in your class seems to nag at you and talk about how cute of a couple you two would be.

"you see... i like childe too," the girl across the table from you shyly says, and your mind blanks out—who was she again? she sat behind you in class, right? you weren't sure why you were sitting with her and her friends, just being waved over to their table as you and lumine had decided to go to burger king together for your lunch break.

you can hear lumine from beside you letting out a frustrated huff as the girl continues. "i don't really stand a chance of dating him, so just being friends with him would be nice!" your back visibly stiffens when her eyes move to look closely at you. "... but since you're close friends with childe, i wanted to ask you for help. would you be okay with that?"

"oh..." you awkwardly start with a chuckle. "we're just friends, so it really isn't my place to do, uhm... that. i'm not sure if i would be any help anyways."

"of course! you would be super helpful," the girl obliviously cheers and you're not sure if she even noticed your hesitance. "since i'm not really asking for much, can you introduce—"

"no," lumine coldly interrupts, and you sweatdrop at her sudden straightforwardness. she slams her phone down onto the table and all the girls across jolt in surprise. "we're not in elementary school, so why are you asking my friend for help to talk to someone?"

"w-what? why are you being like that lumine?" the girl stammers out while shaking her head. "[name] should be fine with it, so why—"

"because i like him too."

what? everyone around the table turns to lumine in surprise, especially you. she crosses her arms and holds her head up high, continuing with a deadpan look on her face. "i like childe too. so, no."

you can't help it—you yelp out in shock. "wait what?! you like childe? since when?"

"not for long." lumine simply says. "i don't think everyone heard you yet. should i get you a megaphone?"

you mumble out a little oops and a sorry, covering your mouth with your hands. you had no idea that lumine liked childe too—was she joking or just lying for fun?

"w-wow!" the girl's voice from across the table makes you turn to her. "you guys are best friends liking the same guy... what are you two going to do? what if [name] dates childe, lumine?"

your mind races—no one truly knows that you like childe a bit too, it hasn't been confirmed at all. and even if he did return the feelings (which unbeknownst to you, he did), could you do that to lumine and date him in front of her? your heart solemnly skips a bit in your chest, thinking what were these girls doing butting into other people's businesses anyway?

"i think there's a misunderstanding here," you start to speak up, and it's their turn to turn to you instead. "i... don't like childe."

"what?" you can see in your peripheral vision that lumine raises her eyebrow in confusion.

seeing that the other girls are confused too, you continue with the lying. "childe is my friend, yes—but i don't like him romantically like that."

"wait, really?" your classmate leans forward in her chair in absolute bewilderment. her hands palm down onto the table to hold herself up. "then who do you like, if not childe??"

ah, shit. you force a smile as your brain tries to list the people that have nothing at all to do with you. can you really lie your way out of this?

yes, you will, you make yourself think. do it for lumine.

without anymore stalling, you laugh out an awkward chuckle while scratching the back of your head. "i, uh... x-xiao! i like xiao!— you know, the guy who sits at the back of the class?"

while lumine abruptly sits up and yells at you a shocked, "no way in hell!" you can only sheepishly grin and hope that everyone will just believe you and forget about it in a week's time.

little did you know, the very guy that you mentioned is sitting at the table right behind yours— grimacing as his friend beside him (who was listening in on your conversation) spits out their drink at the sound of xiao's name.

you don't know what you have gotten yourself into.

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"i still don't believe that you like xiao," lumine straightforwardly states. the two of you are standing at the staircase by your classroom, backs to the wall with her standing beside you. "really? the short guy who bumped into us last week?"

you can't help but giddily laugh, remembering what had happened. "well to be fair, i bumped into him first." it was true, you remember the day like it was just this morning.

both you and lumine walk out of the room at the start of your new semester, full of new classes, new teachers, and especially new classmates and students. she links her arm comfortably with yours as you two walk into the hallway. "holy crap, everything is so confusing. how are you and childe so settled in already?"

you can't help but giggle at her words. you open your mouth to respond when you suddenly feel your shoulder hit someone, and you turn to see a raven green-haired boy's head down to look at a game on a phone. one of his friends yelps out, "noo! i died!"

"sorry! are you okay?" you worriedly ask even as lumine still drags you along. you hold out your other hand to tap on the male's shoulder and he turns to you with a blank look. "hello?" ...what was his name again? "sorry for bumping into you—"

"it's fine, it's not my account anyway," the male calmly responds as his friend cries out something about losing a legendary item. your eyebrows only raise higher in concern.

"oh.. really? i'm still sorry, i didn't see you—"

"oh, forget it already!" lumine sighs out, exasperated as she keeps pulling you along. "you don't have to apologize so many times! and it's not your fault you couldn't see him, he's tiny as fuck!"

"l-lumine?!" you call out in surprise as you walk with her down the hallway. "how could you say that?" she only ignores you, continuing ranting about how rude they were for standing in the middle of the hallway. you turn around to look at the male and his friends while hoping that they weren't too offended.

you watch as the green-haired male only stares at you walk away, his friends hovered around him (and also above him, they're taller) while they hold out their hands with concerned looks, probably telling him not to think about what lumine said. you feel a bit bad, even debating going back to apologize for your friend's words when you see his mouth start to open to say something.

"hey," he calls out, and you can see lumine's head turn from beside you. the look of shock completely cascades over your face when he continues to say, "girl who's tinier than the guy who's tiny as fuck. you should grow yourself some common courtesy, it looks like you really need it."

"i still have no idea why you held me back from socking a punch to his face, that little idiot!" lumine's scoff brings you back to reality. you watch as she sips from a box of strawberry milk while her eyebrows narrow. "and by the way, i was lying about liking childe yesterday. i just wanted to say what that girl would say... you get what i mean, right?" she sighs out when you shake your head with a confused look. "you can drop the act, i know you like childe."

well, you confidently think. unfortunately for her, i'm not thinking about backing down anytime soon. "it's nothing like that, lumi. i was being honest, i really do like xiao."

"arghh!! don't say it again, you weirdo!" she cries out, and you giggle. "what's so good about him anyway?! i honestly don't get your type at all."

"he's cute," you speak truthfully— and technically, you were not lying. "his hairstyle suits him, and the way some of his hair strands wave around his face look really pretty." you do a quick motion with your hands to demonstrate and lumine raises her judging eyebrows at you. "and he always has this attractive red eyeliner on that matches his eyes perfectly, and—oh! and his lean figure fits his motorcycle jacket so satisfyingly to me. it's like he's those guys who are hot, pretty, and cute at the same time, don't you think?"

"no! stop rambling dummy!!" lumine visibly reddens, and you were sure that the last description you mentioned reminded her of her crush. you laughed as she spoke, "he's rude and brash! and super short!"

"hmm, kind of reminds me of someone," you funnily teased as the bell rang, and lumine whacked you lightly on the shoulder. "we should head back to class, that was the bell."

"you're such a fucking weirdo," lumine grumbled as you two walked down the stairs to your class floor. you could only keep giggling in return at her words, holding out your hand to take her milk box to throw away.

yet again, out of your notice and vision there he was; xiao at the top of the stairs, leaning against the wall as he looked down at his phone. his friends freaked out and fumbled from beside him, staring at him with a perplexed look.

"what are you going to do, xiao?" one of them, chongyun, asked. a blush was on his face just hearing you talk adoringly about xiao. "our classmate likes you!"

"what do you mean?" xiao simply replies with the phone still in his hands. "i'm gonna defeat this boss, that's what. that was just the warning bell."

"that's not what yunyun means!" hu tao, xiao's other friend, cries out. "remember when i spat out my drink at burger king at our classmates talking about you and childe?"

"yeah, very clearly," he sourly says. he remembers that they weren't really talking about him though—he was only mentioned when you brought up your crush on him.

hu tao ignores his words while ranting on. "that person already said that they liked you! twice! do you not care, oh-mighty nonchalant god?"

xiao only responds with a, "they have a name you know." he turns his head towards chongyun, motioning towards the phone in his hands. "you're on low health, yun."

the blue-haired male completely forgets about the conversation beforehand as he yelps out, "wait-wait-wait, drink a healing potion! that one! quickly!"

hu tao groans. "you two are so clueless!"

hu tao might be half right... but it seems that nobody notices the tips of xiao's ears blazing red, him standing between his friends looking over his shoulder at the phone. your words are still ingrained into his mind as he has to repeatedly take in your words and realize what you had said over and over again... do you actually like him?

ever since april and spring had started, new students were assigned the duty to clean the classroom once the school day was over so the old students from winter didn't have to do it anymore. unfortunately for lumine, your name was called along with the other names, meaning that you couldn't hang out as much after school anymore. you also felt a nudge on your shoulder from the girl (from burger king) who sat behind you, giving you a thumbs-up and a whispered "good luck!" when xiao's name was called as well. you two were stuck on mop duty while childe and zhongli did dusting and amber and yoimiya were on broom duty.

"we should probably come later next time since we have to mop after the brooms," you spoke awkwardly, gripping the handle of your mop to your chest as you stood beside xiao in the back of the classroom. everyone else seemed to lively clean the room together as you two were quiet, xiao on his phone while you guys waited for everyone else to finish together.

the only thing he said in return was a "yeah." and it was silent once again after that.

then came midterms— meaning the students didn't have to clean after the day was over until midterms were over. you quickly gazed at the questions of your paper as the teacher called out instructions, your hand reaching for your pencil bag until you realized you didn't have the right pen the teacher mentioned beforehand. you calmly scooted to the side of your chair and tapped on lumine's shoulder, who sat diagonally to the left and front of you, and she turned and raised her eyebrow at you.

"oh shit, i don't have an extra scantron pen," lumine silently cursed after you told her your problem. she pondered for a while with a finger tapping her chin. "if you want, i can ask the teacher for you—"

"no-no, it's okay," you quickly whispered with a smile. "i'll just ask around, thank you lumi."

she sent you a worried look and a good luck thumbs-up as you leaned back into your chair. swallowing your nerves, you turned around and asked the girl behind you, "hey, do you have an extra scantron pen?"

she shook her head with a sad look, "sorry, i only brought one. maybe ask kyun?"

well crap, you didn't know who that was. you just simply nod your head and whisper a small thank-you before turning back around with a sigh. even if the teacher would scold you in front of everyone, you would just have to ask her if you could borrow one. it didn't seem like there was another way out of this situation.

however, right as you are about to raise your hand, you see a subtle hand out of the corner of your eye place a pen (the exact pen you needed) at the side of your desk. your eyes can't help but widen in shock— everyone you asked didn't seem to have an extra pen, so how did someone else notice that you needed one?

"xiao!" the teacher calls out, and you turn to look up at him with surprise and a little guilt for getting him into any possible trouble. "what are you doing standing up? we are about to start a test."

"i accidentally dropped something," he calmly replies, holding up his other hand with a pen in it. "i need it for the test."

everyone's eyes seem to fly to xiao's figure, and you freeze up as you definitely feel the eyes of lumine and the girl behind you on you. the teacher sighs as she says something along the lines of ask next time, and motions for xiao to sit back down. when he glances at you as he turns around, your heart literally skips a bit before sending him a thankful look before he walks back to his seat.

lumine's eyes feel like they take a while to leave your face, and for the rest of your test, the only thing you can think about is xiao's sunset eyes gazing into yours— even if it was just for half a second. you couldn't even tell if your warm face would ever cool down until you were done answering all of the questions on your papers.

however, lumine's eyes weren't the only ones on you. hu tao stared at the back of your head in awe, absolute surprised at what had just happened.

xiao, the introvert. xiao, the tsundere. xiao, the quiet, scarily good gamer. xiao, the one hu tao knows very well that doesn't like to interact with people at all, just voluntarily stood up and gave you one of his extra pens. well to be honest— his only pen. xiao had turned around in his seat and ordered hu tao to give him one of her extras, because she "always brings a shit-ton of writing utensils". hu tao could only watch in astonishment when he stood up and put his pen onto your desk, and not only that, but also flat-out lied to the teacher with an excuse.

if hu tao said that she wasn't shocked a little bit, then she would be straight-up lying to everyone's faces.

"it's been a while since we had to clean," you start to say, mopping one side of the classroom with xiao mopping the other side. the fact that it was just the two of you inside with unbearable silence was killing you, and although it would be awkward, starting small talk sounded a bit better than two high schoolers silently mopping together. "how did you do on your midterms?"

"alright," is all he says, and you chuckle nervously in response while continuing with the mopping. you keep your eyes focused on the ground, finally realizing why lumine didn't believe your lie of having a crush on xiao—he's complete opposites with childe. while childe is chaotic and full of life, energy, and fun, xiao is quiet and keeps his hobbies to himself. he doesn't seem to speak up much unless asked to, and he seems to keep an expressionless look on his face. and you told lumine that you were crushing on this guy? whoever believed you probably had their eyes on their ass.

you look up when the front of your mop hits against another one, and meet the eyes of xiao in the process. you guys had finished mopping the room, finally meeting at the same side, but it's like you can't stop laughing to make up for the silence when you're with xiao— a brand new giggle bubbles out of you instinctively.

"we met," you point out the obvious, tapping his mop lightly with yours and then pulling it back to your side with a little aftermath of embarrassment. your head suddenly perks up at remembering something to say, and you let out an ahem before speaking again. "oh and, uh... thank you for lending me your pen last time. it was a lot of help."

speaking of which; you had yet to return his pen back to him. you're about to turn around to go to your backpack when xiao suddenly speaks up too, saying your name.

you don't even have a real crush on him— so why does your figure still, stiffening up at the sound of his voice casually saying your name?

"yeah?" you question. is he going to say you're welcome, or something nonchalant like it was nothing? you look at him expectantly while waiting for his answer.

and then out of nowhere: "i thought you liked me."

you completely freeze up as your heart feels like it comes to a complete stop, the mop handle falling out of the palms of your hand as your mouth opens with no words coming out. the male in front of you bends down and expertly catches the mop before it can fall and hit your leg, your figure still in a shocked state.

how did he know? did lumine tell him? there's no way she would— you know that she doesn't want to believe your lie, wanting you to admit your original crush already. besides, even if you really did have a crush on him, your best friend wouldn't be a snitch. xiao just watches as the your startled look turns to one of utter confusion, your fingertips touching when he places the mop back into your hands.

"...huh? w-what are you talking about?" you slowly start to speak, yet another nervous chuckle falling out of your lips. was he really just that good at reading you like a book? not only did he notice that you needed a pen from the back of the classroom, but he found out that you fake-liked him. how did he do it?

you're about to stammer out an excuse when he plainly says, "you yelled it out at burger king a few weeks ago. like this—

"ah! h-haha, uhm!!" you stammer to interrupt him, holding out your other hand to stop him from reenacting what you said before and humiliating you further. "i didn't know you were, er, there..."

oh shit. truly, you ask yourself what have you gotten yourself into? oh goodness— out of all the people you could've chose, why did your brain land on xiao? did it have to be xiao? and why did he have to be at burger king the same time and day as you? where would this even get you?

well... an offer for a fake dating relationship, that's what.

and it brings you unfortunately to now, the two of you as the center of attention the next day in the back of the classroom, because xiao had just carelessly and emotionlessly announced to everyone that you had started dating, on this very day. you didn't know he would— all you did was whisper in his ear, asking him a question about the relationship you two would fake that you talked about yesterday.

the only thing you can do is try to keep a calm smile on your face (and absolutely fail while doing it), spine stiffening up as xiao reaches for your hand and casually holds it in his. even as lumine slams open the door and curses out a "no fucking way!" he still holds your hand up, almost like he's rubbing it in her face in a you were wrong way.

the first thing xiao thinks when he holds your hand is that it's warm—almost like you.

your personality is warm, your aura is warm, even the way you speak is warm. you seem to be nice to everyone even if they were annoying, like the people who kept asking what answers you got after the midterms. you throw people's lunch trays away for them when they ask and you once even told him that you could mop the classroom by yourself, which he declined.

he hates it. he doesn't like how kind you are, and how much of a pushover you seem. you let people walk all over you and don't do a single thing about it. it makes his mind go mad.

... but it kind of makes him feel like someone should be there by your side, to protect you. to play the bad guy and tell people to get lost when they try to order you around.

"sorry if i offended you," you had said the previous day after he had put away the mops, his back to the window and you seated in front of him on a chair. you had just explained the whole situation; about lumine and childe, about the crushes, and why you lied. even the way you fidgeted with your fingers in your lap made him want to look away in disgust, but it was you, your voice, and your hands. it was at least a bit bearable. but xiao could already tell from the way you avoided his gaze that you were thinking about a lot of other things— what to say, what to do, and what you shouldn't do.

"what did you want to achieve by lying?" xiao straightforwardly asked as you finally—and awkwardly—looked up to meet his stare. "you don't care if childe dates someone else? are you really going to back down for your friend?"

"um, it's not like that," you nervously say, then quickly add, "backing down, i mean. but either way, i don't plan on dating someone my best friend has feelings for anyway."

xiao ponders for a moment with a hand in his pocket, keeping his eyes on you until you eventually look away to the side. "does your friend believes your lie?"

you chuckle in response. "ah, definitely not." the male notices that you always seem to be laughing whenever your blonde friend is around or mentioned—you guys must be close. you continue to talk while taking your jacket off, "i'm trying to convince her, but she definitely thinks that i still like childe. i just wish we could get it over with."

he thinks, staring at you pull one of your arms out of your sleeves. for someone who seems like a stubborn pushover, your lying was pretty good—when you were rambling about his looks at the staircase, he almost believed you himself. the tips of ears even turn red at the thought of thinking about it again, but he reminds himself that you were just acting. anyway, what would even be the ideal way to get out of this situation? it didn't seem like just insisting to your friend that you had a crush would continue to work.

"want me to help you?"

"huh?" you look up confused from shrugging off your jacket, then put on a little smile. "oh, this? it's okay, i'm done taking it off anyways."

"what?" xiao raises his eyebrow, and something in him almost wants to scoff from amusement as you awkwardly stiffen up from realization. "why would i help you take off your jacket?"

"t-then what did you mean??"

"you don't care what childe thinks, so it's just lucy that's the problem now, right?" xiao simply asks as he steadily leans off of the wall. taking one of his hands out of his pocket, he runs it through his hair to push aside the hair strands in his eyes, staring at you while waiting for your reply.

"her name is lumine," you slowly speak with your eyes meeting his. "a-and i guess?"

"then it's simple." he steps forward and you stop breathing for a moment— his face is only inches away from yours. you can see every speck of golden red in his amber eyes from here, and count all of his raven-green hair strands from his black hair strands. his scent is sweet— something varying between caramel and honey, but you can't put your finger on it.

well, it's not like you have time to anyway. not when you freeze up at his words; "just go out with me."

"w-what?" you jolt in your chair, abruptly scooting back and looking up at him with a start. "what are you talking about?"

this time xiao finally smiles in amusement. actually, not even a smile— it's practically a small, amused smirk.

"lumine will believe you if we're dating."

end of part one.

ending author's note: now i could be mean and just leave it off here, and although i really want to, i'm not evil 🙏 see ya guys in the next one after i write it!