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WELCOME

Hi, this is my space to ramble and post about uh...shipping related stuff. I'll be posting my screencaps, photos, my thoughts from the game along with reblogs. This blog will be 18+. MNDI

No hate, negativity, toxicity will be tolerated. Please let me enjoy my games in peace.

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Fields of Mistria: Balor, Caldarus

Tales of Seikyu: Musashi, Hephaestus, Kincho

Piofiore: Gilbert, Dante

Light and Night: Zha Lisu, Xiao Yi

Arcana: Asra, Julian

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The way he folded and agreed to have sunscreen applied on him fhdhdjdhdhb

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hjdbdjd I will answer at some point bUT how do you see purplefinch's personalities rub off on each other? what habits of the other are they subconsciously picking up? what traits do they admire in the other the most, even if they won't admit it? in which ways do they meet each other halfway?

Fjdjdjdb I LOVE THESE QUESTIONS BECAUSE I TOTALLY HAVE NOT THOUGHT ABOUT IT AT ALL (LIES)

How do Purplefinch's personalities rub off on each other?

Nym slowly becomes less defensive. Before Lisu, she always felt like she had to prove she was capable on her own. He's one of the first people who helps her without making her feel incompetent, so over time she gets better at simply accepting his help instead of immediately trying to repay it.

Lisu, on the other hand, becomes noticeably less concerned with perfection. He still enjoys looking impeccable and takes pride in doing everything well, but after enough time with Nym he starts caring less if every little thing goes according to plan.

He teaches her that there's nothing wrong with wanting finer things in life. She teaches him that wonderful memories rarely care about the price tag attached to them.

What habits do they subconsciously pick up from each other?

Nym starts organizing her work a little more neatly. Not because he tells her to, but because after watching him effortlessly keep track of a dozen things at once, she realizes being organized actually saves her time.

Lisu begins keeping random little trinkets in his pockets because he wants to show it to her later or he was holding it for her. Before meeting her, he would've thrown them away. Now he finds himself thinking, "Nym would probably like this."

They both start drinking tea the way the other likes it. He acquires a taste for her chai. She starts appreciating the slower ritual of brewing tea instead of treating it as something to drink while rushing out the door.

I also would like to think that being around him and listening to him praise her, she eventually develops confidence in herself too.

What traits do they admire most in each other, even if they'll never admit it?

She admires how dependable he is. He's the sort of person who never makes promises lightly, but if he does, she knows with absolute certainty he'll keep them. She also admires how he has so many skills naturally mastered.

She envies how composed he remains under pressure. While she's expressive and wears her emotions openly, Lisu has an incredible ability to think clearly when everyone else is panicking.

Lisu, on the other hand admires and envies how easily she connects with people from every walk of life. Nym can strike up a conversation with a street vendor just as naturally as she can with a CEO, and somehow everyone walks away smiling.

He loves how curious she is. She approaches the world with genuine excitement, and it reminds him that life isn't something to simply master, it's something to experience.

In what ways do they meet each other halfway?

Lisu enjoys being admired. Nym enjoys teasing people she loves. This becomes an entire language between them. What changes is that Nym becomes much more generous with genuine compliments when they're alone because she realizes his confidence is partly performance. Likewise, Lisu starts recognizing that half of Nym's teasing is affection. He stops treating every sarcastic comment like a challenge he has to win.

They're both stubborn, just in opposite directions. Nym digs her heels in because she acts on instinct. Zha Lisu digs his heels in because he's already thought through every possible outcome. They eventually figure out that whoever cares more about the decision gets the final say. If it's medical or practical, she trusts him. If neither of them particularly cares, they'll argue over it anyway simply because they enjoy the banter.

The biggest compromise is that Lisu slowly lets Nym see the parts of himself that aren't polished, while Nym slowly stops apologizing for the parts of herself that aren't polished. She learns she doesn't have to earn his affection by being put together all the time. He learns he doesn't have to deserve affection by always being the capable, composed Dr. Zha. They meet in the middle by allowing each other to witness the versions of themselves nobody else gets to see.

Lisu grew up believing that competence is one of the greatest ways to show care. If he can do something for you, he will. Nym has spent most of her life proving she can do things herself. Their compromise becomes asking a very simple question: "Do you want help, or do you want company?" It saves them from countless misunderstandings (it'll take a while to get there though)

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Cbxbxbxhdb he's so :Squeezeshake:

Like dbdhdbbdb why does this affect me so much 🫣

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@fictionally-downbad asked: If Riley had to dress Xmx, what would she dress him in? (Bonus points for references).

OK SO

This is entirely outside the realm of her "hired" designs, which are commissions by his agency where she has less creative freedom there because she has to adhere to the project scope:

Riley really enjoys dressing him in motifs and styles that he likes. She pays attention to shapes that accentuate his figure or look "cool" to him.

She knows he likes the more masculine/cool stuff and I feel like secretly she might indulge in making him look a little edgy. The ratty tee shirts need to GO 😭 and she'd be way too eager to design stylish, casual clothing, and stuff that matches between them! A scarf for herself that matches his eyes and the color of his shirt. She'd probably also do a more casual sweater that he can wear all the time. Neat, casual clothing that feels modern and comfortable. She's definitely using him to practice the seasons' styles 🤣

Everyday:

Stuff she thinks might be more comfortable!

I also feel like she'd embroider stars on his clothing: (She cannot knit or crochet)

Date Outings:

It depends on the outing! For nicer places she likes to dress up, for more of a "brunch" outing she'd make him a cute vest or blazer. She's absolutely matching that pink/mauve suit with her own matching blazer. While she values aesthetics, (I do think she's probably adding a few more accessories than I have found) she values comfort for both of them most of all. He spends his life in costumes, so she wants him to just be himself around her.

But if she's really self indulgent, probably something like...

Interesting textures, sequins that represent how "starry" he is to her, interesting accessories

Black was all I found but not necessarily... like I think she likes him in brights and light colors too, but she'd be lying if she said she didn't like the edgy look.

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“Only you make me remember that fighting isn’t for fighting itself but to return home in the end.”

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lullaberry :: instagram profiles ᰔ

this has been itching in my brain for a while so i just really had to do it LMAO

bc i think this might be one of miki's ships that's like. relatively public AKFNWBFS and theres just. something so fun ab it LMAOOOO like the concept of both of them being well-known in music, plus add in miki in the designer field? jesse also seems to be quite active on moments anyway... and miki might not really very like attention, but like, she likes it from jesse specifically ???????

and while jesse mostly keeps a pretty lowkey profile i assume bec of lianshan, they become official and there's just. that vibe of how he'd want to tell the whole world that she's his 😭 the vibe is just so there 😭 and maybe it starts out as a lowkey acc that his fans end up finding akfjbwbf so now its There and jesse has to manage it carefully to not give away too much personal info, but. really the main message of his acc is 90% just..... "miki is mine btw" 😭😭😭😭 entire highlight dedicated JUST to miki 😭😭😭

miki on the other hand wouldve always had an acc, but posts sporadically to mostly maintain the aesthetic of her feed....... then when she gets with jesse he makes a sudden appearance every now and then DKSKFJSJDS

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Stop. Acting. Like. You're. The. Victim. In. Front. Of. The. Aunties. 😭😭😭😭

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I'm barging in for hcs. What's vacation like with ZLS? How do you relax on weekends? Baths or showers, together or not? Do you have similar versions of a romantic night to yourselves or do they differ?

MADI. SHAKING YOU.

What's vacation like with Zha Lisu?

It depends entirely on who's in charge of the itinerary. If Zha Lisu plans it, everything is meticulously researched months in advance—the best restaurants, hidden museums, boutique hotels, scenic train routes. If Nym plans it, she'll somehow end up convincing him to take a random side street because she saw an interesting bookstore or a market stall. They're both naturally curious people, so neither of them enjoys vacations where they spend an entire week doing nothing. They'd much rather wander through unfamiliar streets, try food they've never heard of, visit galleries, people-watch in cafés, or spend hours talking to locals about the history of a place. Neither of them is above waking up ridiculously early just to beat the crowds at a museum or catch sunrise somewhere beautiful. They complain the entire time they're getting ready, but once they're there, they both agree it was worth it.

After particularly demanding months at work, though, their vacations look completely different. They disappear into the countryside, somewhere surrounded by forests, lakes or mountains where neither of them feels obligated to answer emails. The itinerary becomes "go for a walk, eat good food, repeat."

Lisu probably secretly enjoys watching Nym experience new places more than experiencing them himself. He'll pretend he's stopping to admire the architecture when in reality he's watching her get excited over a tiny artisan shop she insists they have to visit.

Nym has a habit of collecting little souvenirs —a handmade bookmark, a pressed flower, local tea, magnets, postcards. Zha Lisu teases her for buying "half the town," but somehow every single item makes it safely home because he makes room for it in his luggage becaue hers is a an overpacked, overflowing mess.

How do you relax on weekends?

During the first few months of dating, neither of them knows how to rest. Every weekend turns into, them trying to show each other their worlds, with Nym dragging him to food markets, little cafés and exhibitions while Lisu introduces her to restaurants, concerts, charity galas and places she'd never normally think to visit. They end every Sunday completely exhausted before throwing themselves back into work on Monday. It doesn't stay that way for long. Zha Lisu is the first to notice that Nym has started treating weekends like another item on her to-do list. The conversation about slowing down happens because he recognizes the same burnout in her that he constantly ignores in himself.

Their weekends gradually become quiet. Cooking dinner together, watching movies, building puzzles, reading in the same room, writing while sharing comfortable silence, or spending an afternoon in a museum. They'll choose pottery classes, paint-and-sip workshops, botanical gardens, bookstores or small exhibitions or something along those lines. Lisu eventually becomes surprisingly protective of their weekends. Unless it's an emergency surgery or an unavoidable deadline, he'll playfully remind Nym that the world won't end if they spend one day doing absolutely nothing.

Bath or showers? Together or separate?

Zha Lisu firmly believes baths should be an experience. Candles, expensive bath oils, music, folded towels in the shape of birds or hearts. If he's going to relax with her in a tub, he intends to do it properly and Nym thinks he's being too dramatic, but she loves being pampered by him.

Realistically, though, their schedules don't allow for that very often. Most weekdays consist of quick showers before work, sometimes together simply because it means ten extra minutes spent with each other before leaving each other. Lisu insists he's only sharing the shower because it's efficient.

What do romantic nights look like?

Fundamentally, both of them are different when it comes to romance.

Lisu, as we all know, is an unapologetic romantic. He likes planning evenings months in advance. He remembers tiny comments she made weeks ago, and quietly builds entire dates around things she never expected him to remember. He'll reserve the restaurant with the perfect view, arrange flowers that happen to be her favourites without announcing it, and somehow always chooses gifts that feel impossibly personal. When she thanks him, he'll smile and say, "Naturally. Your fiancé has exceptional taste."

Nym's romance is much less polished. She loves the idea of romance but she's not very good at expressing it or translating it into her words. instead, she notices that Lisu wants to be loved and cherised and she does that by letting him into her world. She drags him through loud night markets to try street food he'd never voluntarily approach. She insists they play carnival games knowing full well she'll lose every single one. She takes him to seasonal fairs, local festivals, second-hand bookshops, hidden tea houses, anywhere that feels alive rather than luxurious. He never once says no. One of his favourite things about Nym is that she constantly reminds him that beautiful experiences don't have to be expensive.

One of Nym's favourite things about Zha Lisu is that he makes her feel like even the most ordinary evening deserves to be celebrated. Somewhere along the way, their ideas of romance begin to overlap. Some nights are candlelit dinners and tailored suits. Other nights are greasy street food eaten on a park bench while arguing over who cheated at the arcade. Neither of them could honestly tell you which kind they prefer anymore. They just know that if the other person is there, it already feels like a date.

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Not Khea and Ivy perceiving me moments after I post every time 😭😭😭😭

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𑣲Purplefinch, Zha Lisu's birthday weave

“I find myself compulsive wanting to draw closer to you, touch you, bite you, ruin you, destroy you…”

“However, don’t be afraid.”

“Charlie could never bear to hurt you. The worst thing that I could do to you is… Give you a kiss like I just did.”

Mariya Galina / Sylvia Plath / Lin Ling / Nikolay Punin / Albert Camus

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𑣲Purplefinch

"We're born unable to be associated with being 'alone.' From fenghuangs to sun birds, we're all like this."

Nina LaCour / Melissa Cox / Hozier / Unknown / Fyodor Dostoevsky / Hozier

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La Vérité Dans l’Amour

Xia Mingxing x MC (she/her) | SFW | 2.2k words

Jesse’s starred in some romantic movies before, and she thought she would have excellent blackmail material. What she isn’t prepared for, is the way watching her best friend kiss another woman makes her feel.

A/N: I use my MC’s name Riley throughout :)

It was a Friday night, and Riley sat nestled on her bed spread, stomach first, still in her work clothes, and exhausted. After forcing herself to change and get comfortable, she curled back up on her bed and opened her laptop to a streaming service she didn’t typically use.

As she scrolled through dozens of movies with no appetite for anything new, she hit the foreign language section and out of boredom scrolled through another dozen titles, until another “Recommendations for You” section pops up and makes her freeze. The title was in French, but there was something familiar about the man on the title art who was embracing a woman. Brown hair lightly curls around green eyes, making his features more captivating. 

Just before she opens the title to read the description, it hit her.

“Jesse?”

Recalling his past in France, a soft gasp falls off her lips and she queues the video while grabbing a snack to settle in with. A giddiness settles in her heart. She’d seen a few of his theater shows already, but not realized he’d actually acted in movies already. She was prepared to gather every piece of blackmail she could gather from the seemingly romantic movie.

What happened instead was more unsettling than she anticipated.

In the buildup to the climax, the stars embraced, and declared love for each other. Riley had never seen Xia Mingxing with these kinds of expressions, and yet she couldn’t take her eyes away. Nothing about the language was recognizable except “j’taime” which she recalled meant “I love you.” In a strange way, it made her ears itch. The low trill of his voice, unlike what she was used to hearing, the passionate look in his gaze, the way it almost felt like he’d said it without breath. The woman was speaking, yelling, and crying, before they embraced again. That time, he kissed her passionately and Riley couldn’t take it. She slammed the pause button and brought a pillow to her chest, but her eyes remained on the screen. Could it really be the same boy that she knew growing up? Different color hair, different voice, different language, but those same bold, almost starry eyes. And there he was… in another woman’s arms for all the world to see.

Where did that thought come from? It’s just a movie! What are you thinking??

Mentally, she berated herself and rewinded a few seconds and watched the scene escalate into what many would call some kind of make out.

Leave it to the French…

She grimaced and didn’t realize how tightly she was squeezing the pillow until it was over. The movie continued, and she felt herself fully compelled until the end. It had been a more fulfilling story than she anticipated. All her idea to gather blackmail had been completely turned on her. If he had seen how she reacted, surely she would never have heard the end of it.

Later into the weekend, they had planned a meetup. As enjoyable as it normally was to see him, the movie scenes just kept playing on repeat in her mind. Specifically, not the kind of scenes she was proud to be thinking of, even though nothing in the movie had actually been explicit. Now she wondered if she could have even handled if they were.

Finally, he decided to ask about how quiet she was being. And without thinking, Riley blurted,

“Have you ever dated a costar? I imagine its easy with all the…romantic scenes…”

She didn’t want to say kissing. She hadn’t wanted to mention that she had seen his film at all, but it tumbled out anyway.

MingXing’s eyes widened, and something like despair settled into his brows.

“Did you hear something? Why did you ask this out of the blue?” He asked, exasperated. 

Riley wanted to bury herself into the concrete. “It’s nothing!!! I was just curious, that’s all!”

To her horror, he also looked mortified.

“This is the first time you’ve asked about my love life. Why the sudden curiosity!?”

“I said it was nothing!” Riley hurriedly replied. Not a moment later, her phone’s ringtone went off at a volume she definitely didn’t remember setting it to. She seemed to jump her full height in the air at it, before fumbling for it to answer with shaky breath. Since it was from a coworker, she turned her body slightly away from him as she answered the questions being asked of her. Still, she was nervous from the questioning and from being startled so the slight tremor in her voice remained.

When she hung up, she found him still crossing his arms, looking almost worried, and pensive.

“Well?” He prodded, “You didn’t finish. You were telling me why you were suddenly interested-“

Riley felt heat like fire rise in her cheeks and her voice raised in pitch tremendously while she quickly cut him off. “I said it was nothing!” As she huffed out, the fire in her throat kept her going. “And– you didn’t even answer! So there is someone!”

And just like that, she felt like had completely flown off the handle. Expecting a bitter reply, or a scowl, or a laugh, anything normal for Mingxing, she set her jaw and balled her fist, ready for defense. Instead, he looked rather calm, and scoffed defiantly.

“Oh yeah. There’s definitely someone.”

Riley felt like a popped balloon, deflated in seconds with a brilliant disgrace. Swallowing hard, she suddenly felt her eyes burning and she had no idea why, but she suddenly felt like storming ahead of him. “I don’t know why that was such a big deal. I don’t really care.”

She could have told herself she didn’t care, but her racing heart wouldn’t listen. In her mind, she wasn’t sure what would be worse between him having a relationship that she didn’t know about yet or that it was getting to her this way. Behind her, she could hear him.

“You don’t? Riley, wait-!“

Thick steps cross their distance to her and a heavy hand lands on her shoulder to stop her. It was moments like these she realized just how much he exceeded her in stature now.

His green eyes were wide, laden with guilt, and although he stood a short step away, he wasn’t meeting her gaze. It felt so stark in contrast to the way he looked in the film that she felt a sharp pang in her chest when he asked, “Would it be worse if I dated a lot of people, or no one at all?”

Feeling guilty herself, she sighed, and clutched her forearm with her opposite hand. “It’s not a bad thing if you haven’t dated anyone…” At this she noticed his head turn sharply towards her. She continued, “But what’s the truth?”

“The truth? I was kidding earlier.” There’s familiar warmth in his voice that makes the hard lump in her throat begin to fade instantaneously. “Don’t worry, I haven’t dated anyone. At all. Not a costar, no one. I promise.”

The promise caught her off guard, and she stammered after it.

“Wh- you don’t have to promise a thing like that! There’s nothing wrong with it.”

“But I told the truth! And now you have to tell me why you asked.” He crossed his arms again, and concern returned to his expression. “Seriously, is there a rumor or tabloid? Did you see something? If I had a girlfriend I…” Awkwardly, he brushed some of his red strands from his eyes and scratched his cheeks. “Well… let’s just say you… um…”

The sight was comforting in a way she couldn’t explain. There he was, truly the same Mingxing she grew up with. She found herself smiling at him, and wanted to offer reassurance. “I would definitely know about her. Right?

“Y-yeah. Definitely! On God.”

“I didn’t see anything. The truth is… I was just, um…” Time to fess up. With a sigh, she determined in her heart not to be too embarrassed about it. Not in front of him. “Well I was watching La Vérité Dans l’Amour and I was just curious. You made the emotions look so real.”

“You saw that?!” He exclaimed, an expression of fear like he’d just seen a spirit. It made her laugh lightly.

“I was just bored and it was recommended…”

“Oh, so you only watch me when I’m bored?”

“H-hey!”

“Kidding! I’m touched you wanted to see my work but, gosh that one was a different language too… You’re really one of my most dedicated fans.”

A frown befell her, then she was the one to cross her arms in question. “One of?”

Panicked, he rose his hands up in defense. “The!! I-I meant the only-! The one and only that I care about! And besides, you were saying I was compelling, huh? Tell me more~”

Though she knew he was goading her on, she couldn’t find it in her heart to deflect or answer dishonestly. The memories of the emotional movie had settled deeply into her heart. “It really was! I was drawn in. And you had a lot of chemistry with your costar so… I guess you’re really good at making things look believable.” 

Perhaps it dawned on him at that admission, for he looked surprised, and then relieved. A gentle laugh bubbled in his chest making her look sternly at him. “Man, if I’d known…” He acknowledged, seemingly looking pleased. “Élise is great! But she is actually already  married!”

“Married!?” The revelation makes her dumbfounded, yet before she can really process what it meant about all her worrying, he continued,

“Yeah, last year! He used to pop on set and bring snacks and her favorite soda. It was very sweet.”

“I see…”

Riley didn’t want to think about how she knew factually that was normal for actors and performers, how it was as normal for them as it was for her dressing strangers in intimate positions with designs she’d thought of. And even if he had dated any of his costars, that was normal too. She’d jumped to conclusions, about a married woman, and about her friend, and suddenly felt uneasy in her chest. Most of all, she couldn’t figure out why it mattered.

As if able to hear her worries, she heard his voice soften, with no more humor, only sincerity. “If you ever, um, have any concerns though, it isn’t nothing to me.” Confidently, he put an arm around her shoulders, and without thinking, she can feel herself lean in. 

“Go ahead and ask,” He assured. “I’ll tell all. Just so happens that there’s really nothing to tell. It’s just like that for the big screen.”

“Hmm, it’s ok. I really shouldn’t have pried…” The weak apology is all she can muster while she hung her head low, like a child.

“No, no! I really don’t mind you asking.”  It’s kind of cute to see you jealous of ol’ Tang Yuan. I feel a spring in my step actually!” The sudden delight in his voice and the sheer prospect of jealousy makes her spring forth from his arms, spinning on one heel to face him.

“No one said I was jealous!”

He still looked horridly delighted. “Just let me think it for one second!”

“You-!” Riley wanted to yell, but she also wanted to forget this whole conversation happened. “You owe me an orange soda for all this drama.”

He feigned insult, clasping an arm over his chest dramatically. “Why, Missy! This is exclusive tabloid material! Why am I the one paying-“ But then he looked defeated, unable to let her keep her expression that he always called boiled potato face, nose wrinkled and eyebrows drawn. “Oh you… fine. C’mon, let’s go find a vending machine.”

Pleased, she begins to walk beside him. However, there was still one question on her mind. She also felt the need to tease him after all he’d just implied with her jealousy. “So, you were just kidding too about there definitely being someone, Mr. Tell-All?”

Mingxing froze in his tracks. Both turned to face each other. At first she waited, watching many emotions cross over his eyes, wondering what he was thinking before he finally spoke. 

“That part… was the truth.” 

There was no hesitancy in it. His eyes looked clear as a summer’s day. It makes her heart stop, and drop into her stomach. The emotions in her own heart swirled while she began to wonder against the cold, sinking feeling in her toes and fingers. Then like finding the eye of a storm, he spoke again.

“But… you’re overthinking it. It’s not what you think. Like I said, you’ll definitely know. I’m just… waiting for a good moment.”

Riley didn’t have a clue what that meant, but it felt like too heavy a thing to bear in the moment. If he was waiting for a good one, for whatever it was he had to admit, now wasn’t it. Right then, he was beside her, and no one else, and they weren’t in a movie. The sun’s rays land on their cheeks, both warmed and tinged red, although the sun wasn’t really the culprit. Rather than ask on, Riley pointed ahead.

“… There’s a vending machine.” She grinned wickedly and tagged him lightly with her hand and began to run. “Last one there pays!”

Something in her had begun to come forth, like condensation on a bottle that was once cold and beginning to warm up. There would be time for it. As she clinked her bottle of paid-for orange soda against his, she couldn’t help but smile against the emotions in her heart that suddenly felt silly. As long as she had this with him and these sunny days, that was enough. 

For now.

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𑣲PURPLEFINCH HEADCANONS: Early Relationship

Whenever Nym fixes his tie, smooths down his collar or brushes imaginary lint off his jacket, Lisu immediately looks unbearably pleased with himself. "It's only natural to want your fiancé looking his best."

Lisu deliberately says outrageous things in public just to watch Nym's expression. She'll whip around in horror while he's already hiding a smile behind his coffee cup. He insists her reactions are one of his favorite hobbies.

Nym insists he's impossible to shop for because he already owns everything. Lisu disagrees. "Not everything." "Oh?" "I don't own anything you've picked out for me yet."

He remembers everything she forgets. Which café she said she wanted to try three months ago. The earrings she stopped to admire in a shop window. The author she couldn't remember the name of. He never announces that he remembered. He simply makes those things quietly appear later, as though it were the most ordinary thing in the world.

Lisu loves hearing Nym ramble. She apologizes constantly for going off on tangents, but he never interrupts her. Instead, he'll ask one thoughtful follow-up question that makes it painfully obvious he'd been listening to every word.

Calling him "Lisu" catches him off guard every single time. He never admits it, but hearing his name in her voice softens him immediately.

The first time Nym absentmindedly slips one of her rings onto his finger to compare sizes, Lisu examines his hand for a moment before looking at her with a completely straight face. "Well… this is rather sudden." Nym freezes in horror before realizing what he's implying.

Nym has a habit of wandering off whenever something catches her attention. A bookstore. A flower stall. A dog. She'll disappear mid-conversation without realizing it. Zha Lisu always notices within seconds. He never calls after her. He simply follows at a leisurely pace, already knowing exactly where she'll end up.

Nym catches him staring at her far more often than he'd ever admit. Every single time she notices, he'll smile without the slightest embarrassment and say, "I was merely appreciating my excellent taste."

Zha Lisu absolutely notices when she's overwhelmed before anyone else does, but he never makes a scene. He'll quietly move the conversation somewhere less crowded, hand her a drink before she realizes she's thirsty, or smoothly redirect other people's attention without making it obvious he's doing it. Nym sometimes doesn't even realize he's been taking care of.

The first time Nym falls asleep on him during a movie night, he spends the entire time refusing to adjust his posture because he doesn't want to wake her. When she apologizes afterward, he smiles and says, "Think nothing of it. A man of my calibre is perfectly capable of serving as both fiancé and pillow." What he doesn't mention is that his shoulder was numb for nearly an hour.

They have an ongoing argument about who fell in love first. Zha Lisu insists it was obviously Nym because, in his words, "Resisting someone as exceptional as me would require superhuman discipline."

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