#kirsch x reader

[hoebrowsalad]

me when I watch a new show/movie and discover a new hyperfixation -

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kirsch x reader thoughts

was thinking of fleshing this out into a fic: reader is an intern on Neverland. She has a huge crush on Kirsch, who's very fond of her. He can't really show her he loves her. But what he can do... Is get her out of the island when everything goes down. He may not love her like a human can, but him saving her tells reader everything she needs to know about how he feels. They never see each other again once she departs.

[nae24]

Something beautiful .ೃ࿔

(Kirsch Vermillion x you)

Short!

You’re apart of the Aqua Deer, Your noble. Recently you’ve noticed that someone has been following you around you have suspicions it Kirsch Vermillion from the Coral Peacocks.

The reason why? You’ve see him following you also he comes up to you everyday and says that you’re absolutely beautiful and he would except your love, and you always tilt your head in confusion and say ‘Love?’ Obviously you know he’s trying to flirt but his ego is so big that he thinks everyone loves him and so there is simply no need to confess.

You talked to Mimosa (his sister) about it and she said that you should act confused and hurt his ego that way he’ll stop being such a jerk to others because they’re not beautiful enough?

So that’s what you’re doing but he’s sooo annoying but that’s also what you like about him.

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I had this in my drafts for a while but anyways I don’t see a lot of Kirsch Vermillion posts so I made one for those who do love him!

It’s short but I will make a part two if it’s requested and wanted! Bye bye! :)

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

Hello may i pls request fue, nozel, kirsch, solid and yuno with a self absorbed foreign noblewoman who is yami's distant relative in the hino kuni. She is considered to be the most beautiful woman in her country and quite powerful. Her personality is like based on Boa Hancock from One Piece (My fav character) and after they saved her the girl got an obsession with them and clings at them? thank u

Hi!

I'm unsure if this is supposed to be a shippy fic? Between reader and the characters or just their reaction to such a person. And I have not read/seen One Piece so I don't know who this character is. So I made this with a "self-absorbed noble woman, who becomes clingy as she realizes the guys can protect her". But I hope you like this regardless!

Genre: general/angst (unrequited love, reader's feelings are not returned)

Fanfic type: Headcanons

Pairing: Fuegoleon x f!reader, Nozel x f!reader, Kirsch x f!reader, Solid x f!reader, Yuno x f!reader

Total length: ~0.9k

Fue

He does try to be courteous around you, but your attitude towards everyone does make him dislike you. Surely you deserve the benefit of the doubt, but since you consistently show that you have no wish to change your self-absorbed attitude towards anyone, he is willing to cut his losses.

Meaning that he can be civil around you, but that’s it.

Any further question you might receive are about Hino, and even those are formulated as “formal” questions.

But it doesn’t mean that he can’t, or wouldn’t, be a decent person towards you and save you when you need saving. It’s his duty to protect people, after all.

After which you cling to him, and become very attached to him, which he supposes is just because he “earned” your interest.

His attitude towards you wouldn’t change as a result, because logically speaking you still don’t care about him, because of him. You care about him because of what he can provide for you. Just like any other noble in Clover.

Nozel

Nozel understands, as is able to relate to some extent to you. Because nobility and royalty should know their place.

Though upon discovering that you are of distant relation to Yami, he questions how the noble classes work in Hino. But is willing to take your answer for it.

However, the fact that he can relate to you, or understand you on some level, isn’t enough to make him fall for you. If anything, you’re in a lot of senses similar to Charlotte. Another beautiful noble woman, who does hold power.

And if he had to admit, he’d rather marry someone who can provide comfort, when no one else sees it. Which he doesn’t think to be within your character.

But after he saves you in Clover, you cling to him, showing another side of you.

Though Nozel isn’t sure what to, or how to take this side of you. Because such needy clinging hardly is proper behaviour for nobility. Surely, on the battlefield one might need back up at times, and everyone might take punches, but a thank you, a display of gratitude, preferably a formal one, and moving along, would be better.

If anything, he finds your behaviour bothersome.

Kirsch

Kirsch is in awe at your beauty. And immediately goes in with discussing some beauty products and routines, but after a while of cold treatment, he deems your behaviour to be not quite so beautiful.

He might not be in tune with everyone at all times, but he knows when his beauty is not appreciated. And quite frankly he’ll have better time with spending time with those who do appreciate his beauty; in his magic, in his beautiful self, and in his ability to manage the squad when Dorothy is asleep.

But he also doesn’t hesitate to swoop in and save you, and by doing so display his own beauty.

And as you cling to him after being saved, he takes it as finally appreciating his beauty.

Though after a while, all the clinging and neediness becomes troublesome. Because it’s not very pretty. And he needs space too.

Once he has his hair and make up done, he doesn’t want to be fixing it any more than he needs to be.

Solid

Solid doesn’t like you. Because you’re nobility, and though you are beautiful, he’s royalty, which means that you should give him some attention too. It can’t all be about you.

In his youth his means of getting attention was acting out, which he still uses to a degree to get noticed. But you just cock your eyes at him, like he doesn’t matter.

He really dislikes it. In fact he hates it.

But… He is a knight. So, he does save you, because it’s his job.

And afterwards as you cling to him, he’s happy to know that you can show gratitude. But it doesn’t make him like you. Because you just seem to want protection from him, and he’s got other interests. Plus, he doesn’t need someone clinging to him around the clock.

Yuno

He sees you, thinking that the world revolves around you just because you’re pretty. And his reaction to all of it is “you can’t be serious”.

But the more he is forced to interact with you, the more he sees that you very much are serious. Which doesn’t make him want to spend any more time with you, because he’s got better things to do with his time.

However, when he sees you in danger, about to get hurt or worse, he’ll swoop in. Because he’s not a bad guy, he doesn’t see why he should be particularly friendly with someone who is so full of themselves.

And as you cling to him, as if your life depended on it. He just rolls his eyes.

He has enough clingy fans in his fanclub, and he doesn’t like the idea of screaming and or clingy fans being around him at all time. And you were no different.

So, he does his best to not be associated with you from that time on, just as before.

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Prompt: Love confession Pairing: Kirsch x m!reader Fanfic type: Oneshot Length: ~0.9k Genre: Fluff

You had been friends with Kirsch for a while now. Not that you really… understood why. At least, you had to keep asking yourself of how this… gorgeous, committed royal wanted to spend time with you.

His schedule was filled with his duties, since he was the vice-captain of the Coral Peacocks. And as Dorothy was asleep, it meant him having to take care of a lot of the captain’s duties as well. But still he wanted to spend time with you, and it just… seemed almost too good to be true.

I’m just me… you kept telling yourself.

And he… seemed to… think differently? Because why else would he have hung out with you.

Though at times you told yourself that it was just something that you wanted to believe, because … no matter how much you tried to keep your emotions hidden, you had had to admit to yourself, that you were in love with him.

But admitting to someone like him that you were in love with him, was not an option. Because it’d ruin your friendship, right? Just because he hung out with you, didn’t mean that he loved you too; not like that anyways. Because people can be just friends. You knew that and yet… you did love him. But you didn’t want to ruin what you had.  

“Such a beautiful day!”

You stopped, and turned your day to see Kirsch looking to your directions and giving you a wave. To which you replied with a wave and a smile of your own.

“It is yeah,” you replied as he made his way to you.

You could feel warmth rising to your cheeks, probably due to what you had been thinking just a moment before. But as your eyes averted, even if flickering to the side for a second.

“Something wrong?” He asked. And his voice… it was soft, like the surface of a petal caught in a wind.

“No, not… really,” you uttered.

“You see,” he begun, as if… he was hesitant?

Why would he be hesitant?

“There’s something I would wish to talk with you, and I hope to make it a beautiful discussion,” he took a hold of your hand, and searched for you gaze.

“Mhm?” You looked at him, thinking that you owed him as much, even if you wanted to look away. You wanted to, oh by gods how you wanted to look away.

Your heart was racing and your palms were sweating and it just… Seemed so much you wanted to run away from the conversation. No matter what it was.

“I have… for a while, thought about this friendship we have,” he begun, as if trying to choose his words as they fell from him.

But all it did was make you want to run away even more. And had he not held you by the hand, perhaps you would have. Yes, you would have.

“And I… would like to not be just friends.”

What? You blinked, and looked at him. He doesn’t want to be… ‘just’ friends? Not that he doesn’t want to be friends, or that he does want to not be, but like not also…that he… uhh… What?

“I’d like to be more than that,” he brough your hand onto his lips and pressed a kiss onto it.

And that was when you froze. The train of your thought just ceased… to exist.

“I think that we… would make a beautiful couple. And I… would very much, like if… if you’d do me the honour of being my boyfriend.”

His mouth was moving and words came out but it was… like he was speaking in a foreign language, because these… this doesn’t happen. Or maybe it happens to other people, but certainly not to you.

“You… want to be.. my boyfriend?” You asked, even if you didn’t realize you were speaking before the words had left you.

“Yes, I think that would be the most beautiful of possible realities,” he smiled to you.

And you nodded, you nodded, because you didn’t have words to give him.

His smile… the relief that seemed to wash over him as his shoulders slumped forward, as if he had just dropped a weight off of them, it was… surreal.

Just surreal.

“Can I… kiss you?” He asked. Another surreal thing.

To which you nodded. Of course, you’d like him to kiss you.

His eyes shifted between your lips and your eyes, glimmering in the light of the sun and you felt like your heart was leaping out of your chest. The sound of blood rushing through your ears was deafening and your head felt so light.

But then his smile turned into a smirk, right before he begun leaning forward, and his hand brushed through your hair; fingers sinking through the strands of hair. Until his lips pressed against your forehead.

“Later… on the lips. And it will be a thing of beauty. Just like you,” he whispered against your skin.

At that moment you were sure that someone would wake you from the dream you must have been having.

But no one did. Because this was the real world. And Kirsch…. Had just confessed his love to you.

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

Prompt: First kiss Pairing: Kirsch x m!reader Genre: Fluff Fanfic type: Oneshot Length: ~0.5k

Summer had ended and autumn was upon you. Even if the trees were yet to fully shake their green colour and change into an array of reds and oranges. The wind carried forth crisp air, foretelling of the seasons to come, but the way Kirsch held your hand, made you feel none of the chill.

You had been dating for some time. Gone on a few dates and hugged. But the first kiss was yet to be exchanged.

Unless you counted the kisses he had give to the back of your hand. And you were tempted to count them. Or at least a part of you was tempted to count them in. But you also wanted to get that first proper kiss.

Of course you wanted it.

But you didn’t dare to initiate it. Not right out of the blue at least.

“I think that you’ll find this café most beautiful,” he uttered, breaking the silence.

You hummed out in agreement, because you trusted his opinion. He’d surely have picked a lovely place for your date. And given how the way there, through paths that were lined with trees, and a pond to the side… It really was quite beautiful.

But the thought of him kissing you, must’ve made you avert your gaze, or hang you head lower than intended, because he stopped and looked at you.

His eyes, his gorgeous eyes of gilded amber looked at you with tenderness that seemed out of this world. There was a hint of apprehension in them. But only a hint.

“Is everything okay?” He asked, looking at you.

Your eyes shifted between his lips, those gorgeous lips that asked such a heart-felt question, and those eyes that wants nothing but the best for you. “Ye-ah…” you uttered.

But he must’ve seen the flicker in your eyes, and they way they shifted, because he looked at you; his eyes falling from yours for a second.

And then he leaned closer.

Your eyes widened but you didn’t pull away. Both because you didn’t want to pull away, and because you tried to grasp what was happening.

His lips pressed against yours. Just once, and faintly… more as if a caress. But it was long enough for you to taste the hint of cherry in his chapstick. Even if the kiss was brief.

Too brief.

You leaned closer, even if just an inch; the movement being almost insignificantly small, and yet… it made him lean back in.

This time his lips took a hold of yours. And the hold was soft, and secure.

That kinds of kisses… this might have been the first, and it’d be special because of it. But you couldn’t get enough of them, not in any point of the journey you were making together.