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— CHIORI◞ red wine supernova

falling in love with you is like falling into a supernova. she was never too interested in pursuing love on her own, but with you, she just seemed to fall into it so easily. it was like you were a star, burning brighter and hotter than the sun, filling her days and nights with light. when she kisses you, she can almost feel fire spark against her lips, like your touch is enough to ignite. it's almost overwhelming, the amount of emotions that brew so quickly, but that doesn't chase away the thrill.

there's something that's so bright about you it's almost blinding. your smile sends her heart beating a mile a minute, your words make her brain fry. no one else has ever made her feel so much that it almost scares her. but if this was love then she would gladly let herself fall for you.

— NAVIA◞ casual

hearing you call it 'casual' kills her. she smiles and laughs it off, like it's all light-hearted, pretending you're just teasing. it's easy to pretend, to close her eyes and picture the two of you moving into the same apartment, dancing in the kitchen like a couple in a cheesy romcom. it hurts, every time you remind her not to get attached. can't you see she already has, already is? can't you see the adoration in her eyes? can't you see how much she is in love with you? nothing about you is casual, but she bit her tongue until it bled and held back her tears.

she's sick of it. after all the nights of tears she shed, after everything you've been through together, if you won't call it what it was, then she would. she doesn't care what your friends say, anything is better than calling it casual. she's done with letting herself be stifled, letting her love be wasted. she's sick of hating herself. call it casual all you want, she knows the truth and she'll make sure everyone else does too.

— YELAN◞ super graphic ultra modern girl

she can't deal with another cheap date with a man who doesn't care about her. what she needs someone refreshing, someone fun. she needs a girl who is as dazzling and exciting as she is, someone who can keep her on her feet and send her heart racing. no more wasting perfectly good friday nights on guys who didn't have a single interesting bone in their body, she's after something new.

and that's you. you, who arrived in her life like a firework and continued to crackle and spark ever since. she's transfixed by you, the way you move, the way you speak, the way you laugh. every part of you is mesmerizing, and she can't seem to tear her eyes away.

— KOKOMI◞ kaleidoscope

it's impossible to describe what you meant to her. there weren't enough words in the dictionary to explain how she felt, not enough colours in the rainbow to paint every shade of love that filtered through her vision when she looked at you. and yet now she was left with a painful monochrome, missing the one person she loved more than anything else in the world.

she's not going to make you stay. she cares about you too much for that. and she'll never fault you is you end up falling in love with someone who isn't her, but part of her does break every time she thinks of it. she doesn't know how love works, it's a mystery to the both of you. but she knows she loves you, and that has to count for something.

a smile possesses your face as you hook your arm with his. “of course i do! i just thought it’d be cute, you know?” he smiled in response.

diluc is no stranger to friendship bracelets. after all, him and kaeya used to make those for each other all the time. sometimes that young triplet consisting of a very dedicated jean, a shy kaeya and a mischievous diluc (sometimes a cutsey barbara who tried to eat the beads) would gather together to create and exchange such bracelets.

a tradition that diluc might’ve let go of but had never forgotten. when you go to sleep at night diluc immediately places your bracelet into a drawer where he kept all of the ones from his childhood.

K. KAZUHA — 枫原万叶

“is this a friendship bracelet? that’s very considerate of you, my love.” kazuha tilts your chin to press a feather-light kiss onto your lips, his touch so tender it was like being touched by sunlight itself. “but i thought we were passed our journey of friendship?” his hand travel down to your hips. squeezing them intently to bring you close to his flowery scent.

“or do i need to remind you that we’re lovers?” taking your hand in his, kazuha leaned his head down to press his lips against your knuckles, eyes peeking through his bangs as if to entice you. and, well, of course it did. kazuha knew just a simple glance at you paired with an affectionate grin was enough to lure you into loving his arms.

kazuha didn’t expect for a piece of handmade jewellery consisting of maple leaf charms with red string to become so sentimental to him, but it was only a matter of time till the bracelet helped become an engraved memory of you. he’d kiss it each time you were apart, hold it up against moonlight while stargazing, trying to illustrate your figure within a constellation.

wandering became more exciting. he’d get to slowly part from your lips, while still having a perpetual reminder of the love you shared with a few pieces of strings tied to his wrist alone.

kazuha, though content with this, always secretly craved to hear the sound of your voice as you called his name and reached out to him. however, within his life he’s learned one thing that has truly stood out; it’s the small things in life that mirror true beauty.

S. KOKOMI — 珊瑚宫心海

“your excellency? what is that on your wrist?” gorou tilted his head curiously, his ears twitching in tandem.

“hm? oh, this?” she shakes the coral coloured bracelet, making the beads and fish charms jingle excitedly as if they were jumping within sea waves. “haha, [name] gave it to me. it’s a friendship bracelet!” kokomi shows it off with pride, a flutter of flapping fins hit her ribcage in the form of her beating heart at the prospect of people seeing the deepness of your ocean-depth bond with just a few beads on a string.

burnout is utterly debilitating. as kokomi spends only a few minutes in her recluse corner within watatsumi, even the shimmering of pearls and the quiet sound of the shore isn’t enough to bring her fragmented energy to rest. nesting her head upon the bundled arms that laid carefully on her desk, she attempted to snooze. finding that she can just barely flutter her curled eyelashes close before an unbearable ache pinches her eyebrows into a knot.

feeling defeated, kokomi sits back up and taps her fingers absentmindedly on the wood, finding just a tiny bit of solace in the sound of clicking and clacking. wait…she quickly glanced at her wrist, noticing she completely forgot to take off her bracelet when preforming her duties. despite her fatigue, kokomi can’t help but exhale a smile. calloused fingers tweezing the bubbly fish charms in an attempt for stimuli that wasn’t so agonising.

she’s so glad she has you, even if that memory of you is withheld in something children share for an intended promise of foreverness.

SCARAMOUCHE — 斯卡拉姆齐

“are you twelve?“ scaramouche raises his eyebrows at you with a sneer, a look of either disgust or confusion on his face. “if i didn’t know any better, i’d say you were mocking me.”

“you’re short but not kid short!” you retorted to appease him, rolling your eyes at his annoying theatrics. did he really have to be so bitchy all the time? i guess when people say that short people tend to be the most angry because all that wrath is bottled into such a teeny body it’s very true…

the friendship bracelets (yes you made two!) were a representation of his journey from the malicious “balladeer” to the slightly less malicious and more so bittersweet wanderer. a contradicting colour palette yet his frosty and asshole attitude remained the same no matter what hue of the rainbow he was dipped in (should’ve been named skittle not scaramouche).

“if you don’t like it that much you don’t have to wear it, it’s not like i’m forcing you.” a pang of disappointed squeezed your chest heavily. it would’ve been fine if he just threw it away after a week or so. you would’ve been extremely hurt yes, but it’s better than having your own lover reject a handmade gift without even a thought for your feelings.

seeing your frown lines and the way your eyebrows scrunched together, scaramouche sighed and immediately snatched the bracelets back. quickly covering them over his wrist and crossing his arms over his chest defiantly. “i never said i wouldn’t wear it, stop being whiny.”

the slight embarrassment he felt was worth every stroke of blush on his cheeks if it meant he could see you smile brightly at something so childish.

S. HEIZOU — 鹿野院平藏

“it’s not our anniversary.” heizou stated simply.

“nope.”

“neither of our birthdays.”

“nope.”

“not a special achievement either.”

“nope.”

“alright, love, spill. what’s the occasion, hm? just in the mood to spoil me with your affections?” heizou threw his hands up in defeat. not being able to use his detective experience into deciphering why you decided to be so cute today and bless his otherwise uneventful day.

carefully, you wrapped the bracelet around his eager wrist. “no occasion~ just felt like giving you a friendship bracelet to show my love for you.” he raises an eyebrow. leaning to your eye level, heizou procures a look of confused distaste at your seemingly innocent admission. “friendship?” he looks away dejected, placing his hands on his hips. “and here i thought i was your very cool and sweet boyfriend.”

brushing away his dramatics and looping your arms around his neck to pull his pouty face in closer, you retaliate. “oh hush, you’re still my lovely dramatic boyfriend.” heizou smirked and leaned in impossibly close, his breath tickling your soft skin generously.

“then, could you show your love for me in another way too?” begrudgingly, you caved. moulding your lips with his while his hands gradually situated themselves on your hips. a chuckle escapes his occupied mouth, leaving a tingling feeling down your spine as you pull away, a bright smirk on his face. “thanks for the bracelet, baby~ i’ll be sure to wear it as my lucky charm during investigations!”

A. ITTO — 荒泷一斗

“well of course you’d want to bless the almighty arataki itto with such a gift! i humbly accept your offering~” itto sways a thumbs up, tongue rolling across his pointy teeth in an extravagant display of confident hubris. all in vain, of course. no amount of bravado could dull the charming blush on his cheeks; the way his grin hoisted into a genuine smile of gratitude or the way his eyes glistened with a familiar light; childlike wonder.

itto was never and has never been accustomed to such small things in life. honestly, he was lucky for a stranger to not throw insults, physical objects, hits, kicks, spit, and the like for his mere existence. a friendship bracelet was an event that was so far out of reach for the oni that the only thing he wanted to do right now was to kiss you stupid.

but, he couldn’t. he stood still, twiddling with the beads that nested against his wrist with a haze that was absentminded you felt like tapping him would cause a bubble to burst above his head for water to splash him awake.

the word “friend” doesn’t even register into his brain. he’s too content with the knowledge that your bond meant something to you. that he meant something to you.

you’ve never seen itto so quiet before. he’s usually this giant (literally) ball of energy that bounces around the place and shares an infectious attitude of confidence and joy with no restraint even to the most stoic, but right now, it was like he was that small vulnerable child again given a chance at redemption for simply living.

CYNO — 赛诺

cyno tilts his head to the side as he stares with pinched brows at the weaved threads of purple and yellow beads and charms that you held in front of you with a delicate hand. “what’s the bracelet for?”

“it’s a friendship bracelet!” taking the initiative, you wrap the bracelet around his relatively small wrist and watch in awe as it seems to match his palette perfectly. perhaps not his personality, but maybe if he wore this around regularly people wouldn’t be so frightened by his frozen features.

cyno went quiet for a moment, a look of confusion on his face. a look that made you shrink in shame. did he not like it? was something wrong with it? is it too childish for someone with such an esteemed status? all such baseless thoughts get immediately dispelled once cyno’s lips curl into a subtle grin, his eyes narrowing devilishly.

you’ve often seen this look when he’s about to score a rewarding win in a tcg tournament. but, he also had this look when…fuck. you sigh in defeat and simply let him say it. “why did the friendship bracelet break up with its partner?”

“…ha. why?”

“because it felt tied down.”

you know how in animes when someone says something very fucking stupid, it’s like the world echoes with silence to allow the person to truly feel the embarrassment from their words? you hoped that’s what cyno felt when you blank stared him with a thin line for your lips, hands clenching and unclenching as you fought the urge to squeeze his cheeks together.

“do you get it?” he asks, but before he can ramble about the absolutely articulate construction of his pun, you spring into action and press your lips passionately on his. of course, he replies eagerly. enjoying the clicking of the beads hitting together as his hand made it’s swift, instinctive movement to your waist.

LYNEY — 林尼

“mon ange…is this for me?” lyney smiles gently at you, sneaking the red bracelet onto his wrist. unable to take his away from the fine craftsmanship and the adorable details of hats, doves and some card charms. knowing you thought of him so directly and so in depth made his heart flutter the same way a dove’s wings expand after being liberated from a cooped cage.

“of course it is, it’s a friendship bracelet!” you clasp your hands behind your back, awaiting either his praise or his teasing — whatever he was in the mood for more. despite the happiness that surged through his heart like a bad game of throw the dart, believe me you shot him hard in the feels, lyney frowns.

“but, mon chéri…” he sighs in despair, a theatric hand over the very heart you had gripped tightly in your hand with a mere few beads of coloured wax. “i haven’t gotten a gift for you, i feel rather ashamed of myself.”

“don’t worry about that, this is just meant to be my good luck charm for you during your shows and…” your voice trailed off to him. not because he was uninterested but because he loved the buzzing sound of your melodic syllables each time your lips opened.

“ah, my dear,” lyney paused your affectionate rambles politely, “you’ve got something here…” you tilt your head to the side quizzically and await for him to point at it or take it out. he grins wildly. “well, isn’t that cute?” lyney chuckles softly and while leaning suuuper close to your ear, ‘magically’ pulls out a rainbow rose from seemingly no where.

“it seems we’re even now, hm?” he gestures, handing the rose over with a wink, leaving a cheeky kiss to your jawline in gratitude.

LYNETTE — 琳妮特

knowing lynette’s character and demeanour intricately, you’re aware that grand gestures aren’t at all her thing. she can barely handle a tea time conversation with someone if she’s forced to play an active role.

the bracelet sat enclosed within your palm as you rambled on about your day to lynette, feeling an unshakable amount of anxiety vomiting into your gut for no reason but overthinking. you’ve been avoiding giving her this bracelet for a week now in fear she’ll find very little value or use in something so minimal.

“you have something you want to give me.” a phrase intended as a question, but said more so as a statement.

“i…uh, how did you know?” you laugh and play with the strings of the bracelet cautiously as to not break it.

“your eyebrows are furrowed and you keep glancing away from me.” she analyses you like a real robot…i guess she’s really committed to that bit. either that or she just loves you too much that being unable to read your expressions would be a grievous sin on her part.

with a sigh of defeat, you slide over the bracelet to her with an awkward smile paling your usually joyous lips. “i made a friendship bracelet for you…thought it’d be cute.” lynette doesn’t understand people around her a majority of the time. truly, she doesn’t even want to, it’s not like she needs to either since she has her brother to leech on and others to fool with her robotic party trick and yet, she can’t help but wonder why it is you choose to defend yourself over something so sweet.

“thank you, it’s cute. i’ll wear it for my next show if i’m able to.” her lips curve upward in what to most would seem like a twenty degree uplift, but to you, it meant quite literally everything.

FREMINET — 菲米尼

nothing. no amount of experiences with his interactions with people could’ve prepared him for the absolute heart attack that was this gesture.

he loved it, too much. he wishes he could just dip back into the ocean depths. indulge in a meaningless conversation with the tidalga, or even express his feelings of adoration to you to pers. but currently, it was only you two sharing a humble moment together. no person he could lean in, no space he could rush the words he’d love to say to you in gratitude for the gift.

and you knew that. and that’s what he also loved about you. how willing you were to accept and love him even with him being less socially adept than a coral reef. feeling the cool and vibrant coloured bracelet tilt around his wrist and knot in place, he smiled wobbly.

between the silence, you knew that the quiet smile and nod meant more than his stammered and hushed words could ever express. leaning in to press a kiss to the side of his wrist and cheek, freminet manages to gulp a bit of courage and swallow his static and tingly anxiety, reaching to kiss your forehead. letting his lips linger momentarily before he backed away. “thank you…”

FURINA — 芙宁娜

heartbeat pounding in her ears. eyes narrowing into puffy circles. her bottom lip bitten brutally by her gnashing teeth. hands shaky, making her teacup tremble within her grip. why were you glaring at her so intensely?!

first the invitation for a tea party with only you two as the special guests. second the ominous letter claiming you two “need to talk.” and now, you were completely quiet and calmly snacking, drinking away several blends of tea without a word! it was absolutely ridiculous to think the one person she has entrusted her still mending heart with is ignoring all the clear signs of hesitance and vulnerabilities within the relationship despite them all being initiated by them!

“so, furina.” you clasp your hands together, an impish look transforming your usually peaceful face. her heartbeat stammers as her eyes meet yours in a tender glance. “uhm..yeah?” furina attempts to appear more courageous than she is, but truly, she’s shitting it (for lack of a better term).

the silence stretched on for too long before you giggled and pulled up a blue and white toned bracelet from your sleeves, shaking it with your fingertips with a kind smile. “i made you a friendship bracelet!”

a ghost wavered out of her frightened soul, the tea in her hand put down at this point so she can savour the comforting feeling of her head in her hands. being a gorgeous, shining star in the spotlight of fontaine’s grand stage, furina isn’t a secondhand stranger to gifts. whether they’ve been given to her personally, awkwardly, silently, with no words signed or a creepy letter attached expressing their reverence.

she wishes you’d sometimes go that route instead of matching her in these theatrics! begrudgingly, despite the little flutter in her heart, she slipped the bracelet onto her wrist and looked at you with a pout that you couldn’t help but lean in to kiss.

NEUVILLETTE — 那维莱特

neuvillette hums a tune along to the orchestra of the vinyl. an accompanying sound of his pen hastily itching onto the paper adding to the rhythm. his door opens and while he’d normally remain quietly focused on his piling paperwork, he recognised this particular patter of footsteps coming towards him. you.

smiling habitually and peering his head up, neuvillette greeted you lovingly. “hello, my love. what brings you here today? did you get in trouble?” he knew the reason you’d come ushering into his office was hardly with the intention of getting him to aid you with your troublesome quarrels, but rather, you just wanting his love and affection that he was more than willing to fulfil. if time allowed, of course.

“no, no. nothing like that, yet…” you grinned and neuvillette looked at you with a playful look of disappointment at the hesitance. “i made you a gift!” with a prideful aura that was less arrogance and more pure joy, you presented the bracelet to him. he wasted no time in stirring the small bundle of fabric and beads with his gloves. “look,” you pointed eagerly, “i even managed to commission some furina and melusine charms! you know how we always joke about them being like our children? i thought i’d be a cute addition!”

he exhaled a satisfactory laugh in agreement, interlocking your hand in his to press a kiss to your knuckles in thanks. “cute, indeed. thank you, mon chéri. you’re too sweet sometimes.” you sit on the edge of his desk, watching excitedly as he places the bracelet onto his wrist. “as a gift in return, after i’m done with work, how about we take a nice stroll together? i assure you, no rain will interrupt our serenity so long as you’re by my side.”

NAVIA — 娜维娅

immediately gushes at you as your palm opens to present the gold and blue hued bracelet to her, adorned with rose charms that you personally painted in gold and a greyish blue to accentuate her outfit if she decides to wear it. it was less a decision and more a necessity.

she delicately handled the bracelet onto her wrist and kissed both of your cheeks in gratitude, “thank you so much, sweetheart! this is so cute…but what’s the occasion? it’s not our anniversary or anything like that.” navia smiled at you, playing with some of the little roses and twirling them around in appreciation.

“it’s a friendship bracelet!”

her lips pucker into a pout as she starts to coddle you within her arms, occasionally swinging you around gently. “you’re so absolutely adorable!” she nips at your earlobe, kissing it as a form of apology. “but honey, you do know we aren’t just friends right?” navia captures your cheeks within her palms. “we’re lovers!” she presses several kisses across your face, ending her affectionate spillage with a press of her lips on yours.

“oops— haha, sorry i got lipstick all over you, darling.” navia chuckled and began wiping away all the lipstick smudges from your pretty face. yet her attempts bore no fruit. instead of wiping away anything, she only made it oh so much worse. “ah well, guess we both got presents from one another today?” she snickers, twirling her wrist to show off the bracelet with a wink.

GA MING — 嘉明

if you thought this man’s eyes couldn’t get any brighter, then you’re absolutely dead wrong. if you thought he could jump high while lion dancing, you’re also absolutely dead wrong!

he could outrun god right now. if you asked him to defeat a hoard of lined up mondstadt and liyue treasure hoarders, he’d do it in a heartbeat. what possessed you to be so cute?! do you seriously think he can take another heart attack like this after the one he had during lantern rite?

you aren’t able to say much or even explain your reasons for as to why you decided to make this nor what it even is or represents before ga ming smacks his lips messily all over your face. a mixture of your own gloss from kissing you earlier and his own saliva stick to your skin sloppily and you can’t help but feel both enamoured and grossly repulsed at the mixture of sticky wetness on your cheeks as well as the love that seemed to glow like fireworks.

“mmuah~! i love you so much…are you trying to make me cry?” he pouts, becoming a giggling mess as soon as you roll your eyes at his dramatics.

he keeps the bracelet on every day. sometimes he’ll be pouty all day if he’s unable to wear it in fear of it snapping and wasting away all your precious hard work due to either his negligence or the pains of manual labour…he’ll have to cope with simply glancing at the red imprints the beads had left intended onto his skin for satisfaction.

CHIORI — 千织

“what is this?” she jingles the vivid and strong orange coloured bracelet in front of her face, appreciating the tiny details of the cute sewing equipment charms and what looked to be handmade porcelain bows embedded onto some beads.

“it’s a friendship bracelet!” you gleam at her, pride evident in your face at your creation. she hums in agreement; it was certainly something alright.

“oh. cute.” that’s all the genuine feedback she could give you without mentioning how tacky it would look with her attire — it was an affectionate gesture, one which she didn’t want to undermine and therefore, with little complaint despite her own personal conflicts, she slipped the bracelet onto her wrist, extending her hand out and twirling it to admire the craftsmanship.

you won’t see her actively wearing it out in every day life, perhaps you’ll manage to sneak a glimpse of her playing with the beads while she’s going over some designs in her sketchbook but otherwise, her gloved hands contain nothing but the smell of perfume.

not that she’d admit it outright until you asked, but the real reason she refuses to wear your bracelet daily is for a simple reason; she doesn’t want it to break in order to have that constant reminder of you as she goes to bed and stares up at her ceiling with the bracelet being coddled between her fingertips.

ARLECCHINO — 阿蕾奇诺

“you’re so childish.” she muses, tracing her nails across the beads, eliciting a weird clacking sound as the charms and beads hit against each other. “but i suppose that’s also an alluring aspect to you.” she ushers the bracelet onto her wrist. despite it being completely covered, there was something even more intimate about her gift being a part of a hidden identity for her; your affection only intended for your gorgeous eyes and her narrowed ones.

tilting your head to her eye-level, you can smell her musky perfume. she leaned in for a kiss. her lips tasting like flavoured gloss consisting of all sorts of red berries, an accurate mirror to the rosey colour of her bright lips. a sneaky hand traced circles around your hips and waist as she attempted to take your breath away. a scythe is a befitting weapon for a woman who’s kiss was practically a notion for death.

she’s used to her children offering gifts and trinkets to her. rocks, random jewellery they crafted with glue, messy crayon drawings, sometimes even in the most macabre scenarios, blood itself. each of those, however, she cherished wholeheartedly. the same way she’d cherish the bond between you two that she’d never allow for anyone to break.

so long as she continuously receives silly gestures like this, she’s convinced she’ll be able to hold you within her embrace with very little effort.

lynettes kind of love is words of pure affirmation. she doesn't really understand the concept of love, given her traumatizing past, she doesn't know how to basically relationship in a thing. the first time she dropped something that was like "you look very beautiful in that outfit, y/n" it caught you off guard. but after a while, you realized, that's her way of making you feel loved! you knew her brother, being a polar opposite from her in public, and you at first thought lynette would be a more.. bland lover. turns out you were very wrong! she also likes to put little words like that out before her shows, if you show up looking fancy. give her some as well and she'll absolutely melt, but of course she won't show it!

lynettes kind of love is totally acts of service. you ask for something? she's silently going to go grab it. "babe, can you hand me my water from the counter?" she's already halfway across the room, ready to grab that water for you. if you're too sick to go out or frankly do anything, she's got it. if you simply don't want to do it, she's also got it! she always takes the time out of her day to do something for you, even if you shoot her a text while out and about, even if she has a show in about 45 minutes, she'll make time. even if it's on her way home from her shows with lyney, she'll make a point in getting it. she aways makes sure your pillows are nice and plump too. that's an odd detail, but she always is picky about that. and because she is, she wants to make sure you're at top comfort at night! obviously thats not all that she does, she likes to tidy around the house when you have no time, and do all of those things.

navias kind of love is physical affection. she loves feeling your arms around her! and she also loves putting her arms around you. you're always her main source of comfort, and she chooses to express that through long, slightly chatty cuddle sessions, or her 'accidentally' rolling on top of you when you're sleeping to get closer to you. now, she's got boundaries, unlike lyney, where she only allows you to see this vulnerability inside enclosed walls. she'd probably die of embarrassment if someone were to see her cuddling on a park bench with her spouse. she also knows she'd hear all the teasing in the world from you and paimon. but when it's behind closed doors, she's all over you! her favorite way of cuddling is to have you on her lap, with your chin on her shoulder as she rubs your back up and down. she likes it, you like it, fair enough, right?

navias kind of love is quality time. she's lost a lot of people in her life, like her father, silver and meluse, and other people she's cared for. she prays every day that you won't be taken from her, and so she expresses that by spending so much time with you. poor girl is so nervous that one day you'll just... disappear. that's her worst nightmare, you're the best thing that's ever happened to her. but besides all of the worrying, she likes to go to little cafes and just sit and chat with you! she likes to just bask in you, in your warmth, in your comfort, in your peace. she feels she needs to be in your space a lot, and then feels the need to apologize when she thinks it gets too much. it's never too much, you honestly really like it. no matter what the time spent together is, you always tend to have fun. whether thats baking, or even just sitting down and chatting at the dinner table, you really enjoy it. you enjoy the way she loves you.

chlorindes kind of love is physical affection. whether it's just regular cuddling or getting down to spicy business, she's like navia- she wants to be all over you whenever she's not working! when she comes home, she practically pounces on top of you, sighing deeply into your shoulder. whether the clothes come off or not is up to you, but if not, she's perfectly fine laying on your stomach and hugging your thighs. if it was the other way around, she'll hold you in a sense of protection- strong, muscular arms wrapped around your core. you're not complaining though, as long as she's comfy, you're comfy. and bonus points- she's a warm individual, so you don't have to worry about being cold sleeping.

chlorindes kind of love is words of affirmation. she's a busy woman- for being something the equivalent of a law enforcer, she's always somewhere out and about it fontain and you never really know where. but you don't mind it- as long as she's not killed or cheating (she would NEVER) you just await her arrival. because of how busy she is, it's hard to find a time to ever spend a ton of time with her. so, she settles for always telling you about how nice you look, or how you did something well. she never wants you to feel the feeling of failure or like nobody is proud of your accomplishments. she will go above and beyond to make you feel loved, even if she's bad at showing it.

wriothesleys type of love is so quality time! he's a busy man, but he's got a lot of time on his hands. weird how that works, huh? tea dates are super common, usually sitting on the couch in his office and chatting about really anything. if someone interrupts, he'll deal with the issue in a timely fashion (unless it's a beret society type issue) and then go back to whatever it was you were doing (again, unless it's a beret society type issue). he rarely leaves the fortress, unless it's for necessary means. you probably own at least an apartment on the surface, but it's rare you ever really use it. theres a bedroom somewhere in his huge office, so you just make use of that. it's not a bad place- quite clean, if you'd say so yourself. certainly the nicest area of all the prison, nothing like the dormitories. when he does leave the fortress, he'd have you accompany him so he can treat you to a nice lunch, or a fine dinner date. the possibilites are endless with this man! (i'm so sane about him my LORD)

wriothesleys type of love is physical affection. god this mans probably all over you when he's tired. he's so one of those guys that are like serious and stoic in the moment but as soon as he can get his hands on you privately he wont let go of you. he probably loves laying on your chest. bonus points for him if you have big tits, for sure! you can imagine what he does next, i'm just not gonna write that right now lol. when it's him spooning you, he'll sinply just hold you. whatever way makes him feel the most comfortable, as long as it makes you comfortable too. he can't get enough of you! chlorinde and sigewinne have probably walked in on all of this too once or twice.. they're certainly ones to tease. he's a bigger guy with a lot of muscle, so he normally makes a mental note not to go fully on top of you, or at least try to support himself with his arms when he's laying on your chest. tell him to just let go and after a ton of insisting, it'll happen. give him time, he'll figure out that he's not crushing you. he always finds he sleeps best in your embrace, so please do tell him he can cuddle you however he wants to (set boundaries if needed, he'd respect them obviously) and he'll be sleeping like a baby all night.

furinas kind of love is probably gift giving. she's very flustered by it whenever she does it though, usually giving you the gift and mumbling something like "okay, no need to be so polite, just open it already..." and holding her head down. but thats some days, other days, she'll present the item to you, smiling and awaiting your reaction. it really depends on how her day went. you just giggle, understanding your girlfriend/wife was like this. she'd always continue to do this, though- you pointed out a necklace you liked? check it off your list of things to buy, because furinas got it covered the moment you lay eyes on it! she'll wait until the next day to go get it, and if it's gone, she'll simply just demand another one to be made. she's the 'archon' after all, her authority can get her to pretty high places. she'll probably get it for free for all you know. but you don't. and you don't care about how much it costs, and neither does she. all that matters to her is that you're happy, and all that matters to you is that she was happy to do this for you. if she didn't want to, why would she?

furinas kind of love is sooo acts of service! even though she'll start a childish 'banter' about it if you ask her to run to the store real quick, she'd still do it. might take her a while and some complaining, but besides that, she's got it covered! a while is really only 1-2 hours. not very long. she just wants to try to prove a point. but like i said, she'll still do it! starving at midnight? "why the hell are you this hungry at this hour." "furina, please.." "...fine." and she's off to go find those brownies your craving. shes one who also loves to go everywhere you go, if she's got the time. she brushes it off as not wanting anything to happen to you, which is half true. what if a guardamek malfunctions when you're right in front of it? she's always gotta be there to stop it. sometimes you wonder how you got so lucky.

neuvilettes kind of love is words of affirmation. sometimes, he's forced to put up a mean demeanor in the courtroom, and after all the stress of furinas annoying claims and the defendants replies, all he wants to do is put that side of him down, and his calm, kind, and soft side that you're farmiliar with to come out. he always starts the day with you, and the first thing he says to you is how you always seem like you're glowing in the mornings. he constantly reminds you of the things you do right, trying to keep you happy as much as he can. obviously, everyone has emotions, and sometimes, thats simply not possible. he whispers every true thing when you're sad- about how wonderful you are to him, how you've brought the light back in his life. whenever you're going out to a banquet meeting or things of sorts, he won't hold back on his compliments. yet subtle, he never fails to make you feel like you're unstoppable in that dress/suit you're wearing. those heels really match with your skin tone and your dress, gods, how do you manage to be so perfect? he constantly repeats those things to you.

neuvilettes kind of love is quality time! honestly, this man is all about the people he loves. he won't ever leave his spouse in the dark, no matter how busy his life gets. he cares about the wellbeing of many beings, and especially yours. honestly, i can picture this guy wanting kids. especially in a time like that, he'll be sure to never make you feel left out or abandonded from his life. whenever he's off of work, he will do anything and everything with you! little dates somewhere in the courts of fontaine, maybe a high end cafe or something? when do you want to go? he's already telling you the hours that he can do that, and where would you want to go? what would you want to do? your choice. he just wants to spend time with you, and make you happy in the process. he really values you and the time you two spend together.

charlottes kind of love is gift giving! this girl is constantly updating the fontainian news feed, waltzing around the streets of fontain to look for some juicy ass drama or gossip to put in the papers! when she's standing off in the sidelines, observing to pounce in on some news worthy stuff, she sees little trinkets that remind her of you! and lord, she wishes she wasn't so willing to spend that much money, but you're the most important person in her life! she enjoys picking these things out for you, and especially giving you the gifts! she loves seeing your reactions to the little things she gets you- whether it's a little ring that had your favorite colored gem on it, or it was a just a little note with a few little souvenirs from her day! (nothing weird, just maybe like an extra slice of cake she got, or valueables she finds along the way!)

charlottes kind of love is physical affection for sure. a tiring day of capturing gossip, or seeing someone with value to fontain and needing to capture their image to tell the whole nation about it, all she wants to do is lay in your arms. this girl loves feeling your heartbeat! it puts her to sleep. and she likes having you listen to hers, too! she probably tries to sinc your breathing, too. she just strikes me like that type of girl. but besides that, she likes to cuddle you almost anywhere! and if you won't let her do that, she needs to constantly have her hands somewhere on your body, whether thats your hands or your waist, she gets fidgety without it. but if you do let her cuddle you anywhere, expect her to simply put her head on your shoulder and hug you across your side. (it feels tight to use so many exclaimation points with this girl i love her sm)

chevreuses kind of love is acts of service! she's got a very reserved personality, and how you managed to break through the barriers of her heart will forever confuse the nation. she's not great at showing physical affection, and certainly not too good at giving praise, so she just shows her love in other ways, like doing things for you whenever you ask. even if it's just something simple, like asking for the tv remote when you don't feel like leaning over your legs to grab it from the coffee table, she's got it. she'll do it silently and toss the light object to you, telling you to pick whatever you want to watch next when you ask her if she has any preferences. if you ask her to run to the store to pick something up because it needs to be done, you just don't feel like doing it, she'll do it. it may be a minute, if you choose to ask her as she's in the middle of something, but even though she won't drop everything she's doing to go get it, she'll still make a grand effort to get it for you. she'll do the bare minimum too, like accompanying you to the places you need to be, or simply just being there for you whenever you need her.

chevreuses kind of love is gift giving. she's not too open with it it feels like, for she'll slide you the gift and it seems as if she's trying to hide away. she overthinks- what if you don't like it? what if it's not your style, and she doesn't know you as much as she thought she did? but to her surprise, you love her gifts all the time. she puts a lot of thought into them, too- reading on what kind of eye shadow would look good with your skintone, and goes and gets that pallet for you. maybe she saw a nice necklace that immediately made her think of you, and so she bought it and likely waited a couple days before giving it to you, wondering how she should even approach the situation.

freminets kind of love is physical affection. he's so shy, how would he physical affection? well, it might take him a while to warm up to it, but eventually, he does. and when he does, he immediately loves it. he never knows how to ask for it, but you usually just know. he looks down to the ground and fidgets with his fingers a lot, cuing you to either hold onto his hand if you're in public or pulling him into a soft embrace if your in private. no way this boy would cuddle in public. he knows he'd hear no end from lyney. anyways, when you guys cuddle, he really likes to just cling to you. theres never a genuine position you both prefer, because it changes every single day. it depends on how he wants to cling to you. bonus points if he's really sad and he just wants your warmth and touch.

fremiets kind of love is gift giving! he doesn't know how to do too much else when it comes down to a relationship, so he normally gifts you with things he thinks you'll like. he usually asks lyney or lynette to help him find something if he's really stuck, but mostly lynette. lyney teases too much. whenever you recieve these gifts, he's so relieved that you like them! you can see a faint smile form on his face when your face lights up from joy when you recieve the gift. he feels so lucky to be blessed with someone like you.