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i write. sometimes.

[crowshdk]

ᯓ★ welcome !

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ABOUT ꒱ ˎˊ˗

➪ ciel | infj | adult

➪ eternally exhausted

➪ just me, my thoughts and i

˗ˏˋ ꒰ MASTERLISTS ꒱ ˎˊ˗

➪ love & deepspace

➪ haikyu!!

➪ jujutsu kaisen

➪ fields of mistria

➪ witch hat atelier

˗ˏˋ ꒰ INFO ꒱ ˎˊ˗

➪ VERY multifandom!

➪ current obsession: fields of mistria

➪ sfw | comfort | fluff | angst

i don’t write nsfw but i do write suggestive content

➪ requests: —

dividers by @/cafekitsune | header is skip & loafer (from pinterest)

[crowshdk]

guys i have a job now but yeah im miserable now or however the song goes

i wish i could rot away in bed, occasionally writing fanfics, drabbles and whatnot

my workplace isnt bad per se, i just feel so out of place. its my first ever job and ik people are like oh you’ll get it in no time but i feel like such an outsider rn lol

anyway we’ll see where i go with this wish me luck that my sanity stays intact and my mental health doesn’t deteriorate any more than it already has ✌️

[crowshdk]

fields of mistria: how many kids i think each of the bachelors would want

‼️ disclaimer: these are silly headcanons! pls don’t take these too seriously ‼️

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˗ˏˋ ꒰ BALOR ꒱ ˎˊ˗

➪ none.

i feel like he would worry about whether or not he’d be a good father especially with his “on the road” lifestyle

despite the hesitance on his part, he would 100% think you’d make a great parent if you wanted to. or maybe he’s just biased because he thinks you’ll make a great… anything really.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ EILAND ꒱ ˎˊ˗

➪ probably just one or two kids

i think he’d be far too focused on archaeology and wouldn’t know if he’d have the time to devote to being a father

i do think though that if you guys do end up having a kid together, he would 100% read history books as bedtime stories as well as bring your child along with him for some child-safe, supervised, mock digs

˗ˏˋ ꒰ HAYDEN ꒱ ˎˊ˗

➪ six kids. MINIMUM.

we all know hayden would be THE dad. i mean, his shooting star dialogue has him say he wants a big family (animals or not) so i think he would really want kids

he would absolutely spoil the kids rotten ; hand painted bedrooms, hand carved dollhouses, and even get them whatever pets they wanted (though you’d need to probably have ryis come over to build more room space)

˗ˏˋ ꒰ MARCH ꒱ ˎˊ˗

➪ none.

similar to balor, i think he’d be quite insecure and wouldn’t really see himself as a good father, especially with the mixed feelings he has with his own parents.

i also think, like eiland, he’s very work-focused so he doesn’t think he would have the time to raise a kid

˗ˏˋ ꒰ RYIS ꒱ ˎˊ˗

➪ two to three kids

he’d be a great dad for sure. he’s very patient and understanding and would 100% be the mediator if your kids fought.

daily family walks down the eastern road where he’d tell your kids about the different bird species of mistria and their habits

i also think he would love to have a daughter

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again, this is my opinion ^^

[crowshdk]

tbh the only thing keeping me from dropping archaeology is eiland 🫩 i love him too much

[crowshdk]

I headcanon march as extra clingy when he’s sleepy so when farmer (who stayed over his place the night before) has to wake up extra early to head back to the farm & let the animals out, he absolutely refuses to let go.

his voice raspy, heavy with sleep as his arms gently grip at farmer’s waist, “don’t go yet… please.” he yawns halfway through his sentence and his eyes aren’t even completely open yet but his gentle grip is still strong.

in the end, it takes a lot of kisses and affection to get him to let you go.

[crowshdk]

march: missing you

fields of mistria | march x reader | sfw | established relationship | yearning | a lot of run-on sentences im sorry

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You were out for a week long trip to the capital and March deluded himself into thinking he would be alright. He has spent a better portion of his life without you so he believed he could hold out for a week.

Oh was he wrong.

It hit him early in the morning of the day of your departure. March blindly feeling the space next to him for your warmth only to be hit by the lack of it. He sat up slowly, blinking the sleep from his eyes, and glanced around his empty room. You stayed the night before, comfortably settled in his (not so) reluctant embrace as a way to spend what remaining time you had left with him before your week long trip.

March was never one to be so keen on physical touch yet he felt a dull ache settle within him when he realized you weren't there to give him the usual peppering of morning kisses. His brows furrowed before he grunted at himself.

There was no time to be mopey. He had a long list of orders to get to and he wasn't going to waste the morning missing your touch (even though the thought of you never once left his mind).

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The rest of the day went on with him struggling to concentrate. By now, you would usually visit the forge, drop off a rare ore he was sure hasn't been seen since before Mistria was formed, give him his afternoon kiss and be on your way again. Always the one to scurry around, you. But yet again, he had to remind himself you were away on business, scurrying around instead at the Capital.

March found himself glancing towards the entrance to the town, as if subconsciously hoping you would come home early, tell him that you didn't need to go visit the capital after all. But he knew that was simply wishful thinking. You were probably already settled into your temporary residence, hopefully eating a hearty meal after the journey.

March also found that the dull ache never truly did settle, instead it grew stronger into something akin to a painful tug at his heartstrings. As if his heart was so very desperate to be with it's other half that it was attempting to reunite with you through sheer forceful tugging. Dragging him along, closer towards the general direction of the Capital, as if orienting his body that way would relieve the pain even the slightest bit (it did not). It was as if he’d gone mad. He’s even considered having Valen check him over but quickly thought better of it. Can’t have anyone in Mistria find out about his “heart” issues.

Suffice it to say, March got little to no work done that day. Having to stop himself from physically running to the capital to simply hug you.

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The next few days were just as achingly painful as the first. He thought it would become more bearable as the days passed, but no, it simply got worse. Dreadful even. He's never thought himself to be a part of the desperate folk. Like how Hemlock would sometimes be when Josephine was away being busy for a bit. But every second without you felt like the world was turned upside down and the apocalypse started. A bit dramatic, he knows, but there were no words to describe the utter despair and loneliness he felt without you by his side.

Yes, he has his brother, and all the others here at Mistria. But they're not you. And his heart is in shambles.

His hands are cold, not having been graced by the warmth of your skin in ages (four days) and his eyes are strained with the darkest eyebags he's ever had simply because he doesn't have the sight of you to relax his gaze upon.

And March began to stress. Because now this horrid disease has taken over him completely and is affecting his work. He thought he could simply keep busy. Orders piling up, more travelers passing by to buy equipment, and other renovations needing his support are all things he should be focusing his attention on.

Yet, he can't. Not when you're miles away. Not when he can't hold you at night, kiss your shoulder when he thinks you're asleep, and dream about your life together.

All he could ultimately think about was you. How were you doing? Were you eating well? Were you sleeping well? Was your equipment holding up? His thoughts were consumed by your touch, your warmth, your laughter and your gaze. Your smile, your jokes, your kisses, and your hold.

All just you, you, you.

His eyebags were getting bigger to the point his brother started to get worried. He speaks even less and not even chocolate was enough to distract him from the memory of your face.

He doesn't know how he could ever survive the next three days without you here.

And that is exactly how March realizes he is completely and utterly ruined until you get back.

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it's currently march so of course I gotta write some march hehe

i love him, you love him, we all love march

likes, comments and reblogs are much appreciated! <3

[crowshdk]

thinking about caleb x nonmc where they’re gazing at the night sky.

inspired by this | comfort | sfw

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while caleb and mc would gaze in the afternoon, point out funny clouds, talk about summer memories, swat mosquitoes, eat ice cream, leave their worries behind and laugh under the sun, you and caleb point at constellations, talk about how pretty the moon is tonight, watch fireflies glow past and let the comforting silence of midnight envelop you both.

then you watch how, slowly but surely, caleb relaxes, his smile softens, and his gaze becomes gentle, more open. he sheds his “always strong, always reliable” act, letting himself be vulnerable, letting you in on his feelings, his thoughts, his heart.

with a voice barely above a whisper, he’ll admit that he’s been having nightmares. about those days. he’ll admit that he’s tired. physically, mentally, emotionally. that he’s broke but wishes he wasn’t. that he’s stressing about his finals, that even if he always comes home with 100s, he’s worried that one day, his “perfect persona” will break.

and you lay there next to him, quietly listening, quietly understanding. offering your own heart back, letting him know that even if he breaks, you’ll be there to hold him together.

and caleb finds that under this starry, moonlit sky, his shoulders feel a lot lighter.

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hugs to you all 🫶

[crowshdk]

reader gets isekai’d to love and deepspace and realizes just how advanced the tech is in their world

inspired by this | silly drabble | sfw

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You watch as Simone walks towards some weird abomination of a beverage machine. It was large — reaching from the table to the ceiling — square-shaped and had bright lights with little symbols which, you guessed, indicated the different types of drinks it could make. But when the hell were there this many options? It looked as if there were hundreds if not thousands of drink options on the machine, all in tiny colorful symbols. When Simone pressed whatever coffee button she wanted, a soft, whirring sound was released as it poured into her cup. You raised your eyebrows, watching in awe at the machinery (even if it looks like one wrong tap could cause it to bomb the entire Association).

“Go ahead, get your drink. I’ll be here.” Simone said after a sip from her own drink when she reunited with you. You blinked and offered her a nervous smile, “Oh.. uh… sure.” You said, voice hesitant.

As you approached the machine, your head craning up to see all the different options, you gulped. Maybe just water? Yeah, water sounds nice… Where the hell is the water option? Why are there so many buttons? Damn, the options never end… What should I press? How did Simone do it? Oh my gosh, I probably look like a fool right now… They’re gonna find out I’m not from here… They’ll think I’m an anomaly! Ohmygosh, what if they kill me? What happens if I die? Oh shoot, I don’t wanna die-

“Excuse me...” A soft but direct voice broke through your messy thoughts. You turned around, hand clutching the fabric over your chest. “Y-yes?” You glanced up at the person and choked, it was Xavier. “... Are you done?” He said, eyes boring into you as he gestured towards the drink machine. You nodded way too quickly and stepped back, allowing him to select his drink. You ran a hand through your face and exhaled, That was close… he could have ended me right then and there if I freaked out any longer…

“You good? You stood there for like, five minutes.” Simone asked, hand coming up to grip at your shoulder. You nodded, offering her another weak smile,

“On second thought, I’m not that thirsty… ”

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[crowshdk]

dragon!sylus x reader | dragon appreciation day

sfw | fluff | kisses & sleepy licks

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sylus blinked his eyes open. you were standing before him with a huge grin. you brought your hands up to gently caress his face and sylus immediately (but gently) bumped his head towards your chest, nuzzling you. he closed his eyes, relaxing once more under the touch of his beloved mate.

then,

you placed a soft kiss on his temple, another one on the top of his head, another on his snout - and soon he was peppered with kisses all over.

sylus let out a soft, pleased rumble, one eye opening slightly to peek at you. you giggled and pressed one last kiss to the corner of his mouth.

“happy dragon appreciation day, sy!” you beamed in a soft whisper-cheer (because the poor dragon was still half-asleep). he released a quick, happy huff before bringing his head back to properly face you.

after a brief yawn, sylus flicked his tongue out and licked a long stripe across your cheek, his own version of a kiss. then he licked your head (the top of your hair sticking up due to his saliva), and licked your neck, the end of his tongue grazing your collarbone.

soon, it was like being groomed by a cat. sylus held you in place with his claws, secure but not painful, and licked all over you, letting you know that he appreciates you too.

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so very rushed 😵‍💫 but happy dragon appreciation day everyone!! my personal fave is toothless from httyd (which is who i kind of based sylus here off of)

i had a stressful day so i was craving something slow, sleepy and cozy 🤧 idk if i did it right tho

[h3av3nly-d3mon]

Gross but also so cute!!

[crowshdk]

I wrote “dragon!sylus” and “sleepy licks” at the top before the story as a lil notice to people in case they’re not into that.

I tried to liken dragon sylus to a cat who gives affectionate licks but I’m sorry you still found it gross 😭

[crowshdk]

dragon!sylus x reader | dragon appreciation day

sfw | fluff | kisses & sleepy licks

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sylus blinked his eyes open. you were standing before him with a huge grin. you brought your hands up to gently caress his face and sylus immediately (but gently) bumped his head towards your chest, nuzzling you. he closed his eyes, relaxing once more under the touch of his beloved mate.

then,

you placed a soft kiss on his temple, another one on the top of his head, another on his snout - and soon he was peppered with kisses all over.

sylus let out a soft, pleased rumble, one eye opening slightly to peek at you. you giggled and pressed one last kiss to the corner of his mouth.

“happy dragon appreciation day, sy!” you beamed in a soft whisper-cheer (because the poor dragon was still half-asleep). he released a quick, happy huff before bringing his head back to properly face you.

after a brief yawn, sylus flicked his tongue out and licked a long stripe across your cheek, his own version of a kiss. then he licked your head (the top of your hair sticking up due to his saliva), and licked your neck, the end of his tongue grazing your collarbone.

soon, it was like being groomed by a cat. sylus held you in place with his claws, secure but not painful, and licked all over you, letting you know that he appreciates you too.

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reblogs, likes and comments are much appreciated!

so very rushed 😵‍💫 but happy dragon appreciation day everyone!! my personal fave is toothless from httyd (which is who i kind of based sylus here off of)

i had a stressful day so i was craving something slow, sleepy and cozy 🤧 idk if i did it right tho

[crowshdk]

caleb x nonmc | silent appreciation

sfw | comfort | mc is em | younger au | inspired by this

⤷ caleb tends to put himself aside. it’s a good thing you’re always by his side.

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You three were walking in a line with Granny up front, leading you all down the market. There was an event happening and the stalls that were set up boasted all kinds of things. From delicious street foods to limited edition toys. You were last in the line and you observed how Em’s face glowed even brighter with every stall you guys passed. “Wow! Caleb, look at that!” She would say and Caleb would chuckle. But you didn’t miss the way his own eyes widened in fascination.

When they passed a particular stall displaying all sorts of toys, Em caught sight of a pretty doll. “I want that one!” She squealed, immediately breaking the line to run towards the stall. Granny, you and Caleb quickly followed after her. “Careful, don’t run away like that.” You scolded her, gently tugging her arm back. Em pouted and huffed, “But look! It’s so pretty!” She exclaimed, pointing at the doll once more. But her happy expression immediately broke when Granny interrupted saying, “Oh, I’m so sorry, my dear. It’s far too expensive.” And she tugs at Em once more, bringing you all away from the stall and back to the way home.

Almost immediately, you catch the way it not only affects Em, but Caleb too. His brows furrow as he watches Em’s pained expression, tears threatening to spill, you catch how his fists tighten and how he glances back at the doll before following along. There was a determined look on his face that stayed with him all the way until they left.

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So it was no surprise that a few days later, when you three were hanging out in the living room, Caleb suddenly pulled out the exact doll from behind him and presented it to Em. She almost screamed and broke the windows with how happy she was. “Caleb! Where- How-”

“Don’t worry about it.” He grinned cheekily, hands on his hips, proud that he made Em smile. “Consider it a present for passing your math test.” Caleb said, patting Em’s head affectionately. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” She exclaimed, jumping on him and hugging him tightly. You watched the scene unfold quietly from the sofa. A warm smile settled on your lips before you glanced at the two test papers that were on the table. One was Em’s, with a large red 95% on it and the other was Caleb’s. Your eyes widen slightly before you smile once more, shaking your head. How easy is it for him to just forget himself?

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Caleb entered his room with a relieved sigh. Seeing Em’s happy expression was worth using up all of his savings.

He grabbed his bag and tossed it on top of his desk, already walking towards his closet to pick out a fresh set of clothes. But he was abruptly stopped short by the sound of his bag colliding with something else. He turned around with furrowed eyebrows and saw that there was a box on his desk. Caleb blinked before stepping closer. When he reached close enough to get a better view of the item, his eyes widened.

It was an airplane model kit. The exact one he was eyeing on the day of the market. But how..? He was sure no one was aware of his desire to have it. He didn’t speak out about wanting it nor did he do any lingering glances at it (at least he thinks). Caleb couldn’t ponder for long because there was something else next to the kit. It was his math test. With the bright red 100% written on the top right corner. He smiled briefly before glancing down. Right below it was a small note.

“Consider this a present for aceing your math test…” He read aloud in a mutter.

He was silent for a long moment.

Caleb wasn’t usually the type to brag about his grades or show off, especially because he didn’t want Em to feel discouraged. No one really payed attention to his achievements unless he explicitly brought it up (mostly through jokes).

Seeing this airplane model kit, reading the note… it made Caleb’s heart swell. It made him feel seen in a way that he didn’t know he could be. And it made him realize that there was someone who would care for him the way he cares for Em. That no matter how big or small his accomplishments are, there’s someone out there who will congratulate him, who will appreciate and recognize his efforts. Even if silently. Through a surprise gift and a small note.

A soft smile slowly graced his lips, and he chuckled to himself, fighting the tears threatening to form. Shifting his gaze to the kit, he brushed his hand over it carefully, like he didn’t believe it was real. His breath shook ever so slightly as he turned it this way and that, inspecting it from every angle.

It was so beautiful.

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comments, likes and reblogs are much appreciated! 🫶

heh. pls did u guys catch the joke in the summary? aside… by his side..? no? ok. 😔

caleb deserves to be spoiled :((

ps. this is just a lil drabble based off of my isekai idea. im planning on writing a whole fic soon but consider this a preview :P

[crowshdk]

going back to my true fandom roots and thinking about an elsa & jack frost crossover where once every year, pretty swirls and patterns decorate her windows. sometimes even a little snowman would take shape, dancing and moving across the glass of the window as if putting on a show. elsa would smile and watch in fascination, giving her a much needed mental break from the constant stress her powers were giving her. for just a few moments she can put aside her worries, her fears and even ignore the sight of sharp, ice crystals spreading throughout her bedroom floor. instead, she’d enjoy the pretty little speckles of frost and snow littered across her bedroom window. and a certain personification of said frost would do it for as long as time would allow just to see her smile again.

inspired by this one comment i read somewhere (but i cant seem to find) where they talked about merged universes ??

yes, the time where they meet once every year is the winter solstice (genius am i right)

ALSO this can be interpreted as romantic, platonic or whatever. although, yes, i had a phase of shipping the two, nowadays i feel like their bond (or what their bond would be in a crossover) is just that - a bond. it encompasses all forms of trust, love and understanding. idk maybe u dont care but i could rly go into depth abt how while yes, their ship is quite popular, elsa and jack frost as a duo allows us to explore aspects of a relationship far beyond just mere romantic love. they share so many similarities in terms of the desire to fit in, finding out who they are, and (obviously) the ice powers. while they also share pretty significant differences that allow their dynamic to flourish. elsa is rigid, seen as quiet and distant (at least before the end of frozen 1). jack is playful, all about having fun and messing around. this can make for some interesting moments between the two especially since they’re both (in a way) embodiments of winter just in different fonts (elsa representing solid ice (more solid and unmoving) and jack representing the flurries of snow (more loose, go with the flow vibes) anyway i yapped ur head off alrdy im sorry. i hope u dont mind the random nostalgic fandom post :P

THIS IS ALL MY OPINION BTW

[crowshdk]

ᯓ★ LOVE AND DEEPSPACE

˗ˏˋ ꒰ FICS ꒱ ˎˊ˗

➪ xavier shoujo (soon!) -> idea

➪ caleb x non mc isekai (soon!) -> idea

˗ˏˋ ꒰ SHORT READS ꒱ ˎˊ˗

➪ mermaid!rafayel - lost slipper

➪ sylus parent au - after training

➪ sylus parent au - height

➪ dragon!sylus x reader - dragon appreciation day

➪ caleb x nonmc - silent appreciation

ᯓ★ updated: 01/16/26

DONT reupload, edit or copy my works pls!

dividers by @/cafekitsune | header from pinterest

[crowshdk]

I lowkey want a silly lads isekai fic where reader is just trying to get used to all the new and advanced tech (bc lads is like years after our current time). Like when any of the LIs or side characters use a high tech appliance, reader just stares in confusion like ‘how did they do that?’

[crowshdk]

thinking about caleb x nonmc isekai to before the current timeline where nonmc is a quiet, calm, gentle soul that young caleb finds refuge and comfort in through their time at gaia research center because if he’s always the one giving and protecting MC, who’s going to be giving and protecting (and praising) him? sweet, loving nonmc of course.

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also nonmc along with caleb remember everything that happened in the research center so yes caleb can tough out all his trauma and put on a happy, unaffected face for MC (who won’t remember what they go through) but nonmc sees through that so when it’s just the two of them alone caleb can cry his heart out and nonmc will praise him and tell him how strong and amazing he is, that he can let go of the tough guy act and rest in nonmc’s arms for a little while.

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can u tell im in desperate need of caleb receiving praise and comfort fics

inspired by @/fromthebeehives’ caleb x soft nonmc & @/huxhsz’s weightless paradise isekai fic! pls check them out and support them!! 💕

[snowypi]

eldest!sibling nonmc x caleb....omg.......

[crowshdk]

OMG YES THANK YOU 🫶🫶 like nonmc can be the one to help carry caleb’s burdens like what if caleb can actually kind of have a childhood where he isnt constantly trying to hold himself together in front of mc ?? where he is able to let loose and rest a lil bit thanks to nonmc. where he isnt constantly spiraling, wondering if he’s doing a good job because nonmc is there to remind him that “yes, caleb, you’re doing amazing protecting mc. and if u want to play basketball with your friends instead of worrying about what to cook tonight for mc, go ahead, i’ll take care of dinner.”

AAAAAAAAAA I WANNA WRITE THIS SB 😭😭

[crowshdk]

thinking about caleb x nonmc isekai to before the current timeline where nonmc is a quiet, calm, gentle soul that young caleb finds refuge and comfort in through their time at gaia research center because if he’s always the one giving and protecting MC, who’s going to be giving and protecting (and praising) him? sweet, loving nonmc of course.

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also nonmc along with caleb remember everything that happened in the research center so yes caleb can tough out all his trauma and put on a happy, unaffected face for MC (who won’t remember what they go through) but nonmc sees through that so when it’s just the two of them alone caleb can cry his heart out and nonmc will praise him and tell him how strong and amazing he is, that he can let go of the tough guy act and rest in nonmc’s arms for a little while.

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can u tell im in desperate need of caleb receiving praise and comfort fics

inspired by @/fromthebeehives’ caleb x soft nonmc & @/huxhsz’s weightless paradise isekai fic! pls check them out and support them!! 💕

[crowshdk]

thinking about xavier x reader shoujo anime where he’s a new (handsome) transfer student to your high school who sits beside you (by the windows of course) and you’re tasked with showing him around the school for his first day.

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you quickly learn he isn’t very talkative but through whispers and murmurs among your classmates, you also learn how impressive he is (having done fencing since he was 3, has top grades and great looks that every girl in class already has a crush on him (but are too scared to actually speak to him because he keeps to himself and doesn’t interact with others much)).

the first few days seem tough. no one dares befriend such an intimidating but cool guy except you, kind, patient you. firmly believing that he’s not as scary as he seems, you walk up to him bravely and say “nice to meet you, Xavier ! I hope we’ll be great friends!” he stares at you before replying with a simple “yeah.” and shifts his gaze to look out the window. but you don’t give up. he might have thought you were just being polite, especially with you being his seatmate, but you were determined to be his friend, to ensure he’s not alone. so you ask him about the homework, offer to study together, and even end up chatting about how you like the same type of music, eventually becoming very close.

girls start to side-eye you, and one day after school, they pull you aside and shove you to the ground, yelling at you for trying to get close to their crush. just as one is about to slap you, xavier appears, quick as light, and grips her arm tightly. “don’t you dare hurt her.”, he spat and glared at the girls before letting them go and watching them run away like the cowards they are. and like a charming prince, he helps you stand up and quietly but gently treats your wounds.

later on you invite him to the beach with your friends where you try out a cute, new swimsuit and he compliments you and your friends tease you for it. the two of you end up sitting together under the shade where you chat and become closer, understanding each other on a deeper level. his family has great expectations for him, he admits quietly. he needs to go to a top university, maintain amazing grades and be the top student of the school. because of this pressure, he’s never allowed any free time to have fun. all he gets to do is train or study. so when he turns to you, a sad smile on his face as he softly says “thank you. for being with me. i never knew what true joy meant until i met you.” your heart breaks.

after that day, things become worse. his family learns about you and how he’s been skipping cram school and training just to hang out with you. they ban him from seeing you ever again and a rift in your relationship forms.

then one rainy day, you couldn’t take it anymore. It was after school when you called after him, tears streaming down your face. he tried to reason with you saying that he couldn’t go against his parents but then you hit him with the “but have you ever thought about what you want?” and his eyes widen, his breath hitches and his heart shatters. because what exactly does he want? does he want to go back to the gloomy cycle of wake up, go to school where he knows nobody, study till his eyes hurt, train till his body drops then wake up again? does he want to break his back pleasing his parents and go to that top university they told him he has to attend? does he really want to give up the walks home after school together and the convenience store runs where you chat until its late about anything and everything — all these happy moments… does he really want to say goodbye to that?

no.

xavier realized at that moment, staring at your tear streaked face, that there is one thing he wants the most in the world; to be with you.

and he’s not going to let anyone or anything get in his way of achieving that.

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yes this was inspired by that one anecdote. yes this is probably ooc and super super messy (im sorry for that) but i just wanted to share this random thought i had asap 😭

should i write this as an actual fic? 🤔