#hanakimi is making me insane LMAOOOOOO ]

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hc + 🤝 for a headcanon about a connection with one of the receiver's mutuals ( shiona )

After the breakup, Charles is miserable. He tells himself he isn't, of course, and that these "feelings" will come to pass as they always do, but they linger. It's bizarre to him thinking of Shiona out of nowhere-- when he's driving alone (she isn't in the passenger seat), when he's having a suit tailored (what would she say about this fabric pattern?), when he's sat in a new restaurant (that folding screen would look nice in her home), when he's straightening his sheets before bed (she thought it was cute of him that he was so neat and tidy about it, especially considering they'd get under the blankets anyway). Shiona would have never survived in the world of the Jade Dragons, not with how her heart isn't built to tolerate what Charles does. The breakup should have been positive, and yet in his mind she remains.

Blood Boots suggests that he ought to get rid of everything that connected them. Together, they collect everything Charles kept from the time he and Shiona spent in Japan:

a receipt with a scribble she made of him, to pay him back for a portrait he'd drawn of her on another receipt a few days prior

a Rallidae duck paperweight that reminded her of him, kept on his work desk

a plastic umbrella she bought for him at the Poppo after catching him in the rain without one

a photograph Charles took of the two of them at Tokyo Tower, using a digital camera he stole from his mother

Most of it is easy to burn. At least it should be. But Blood Boots catches the way Charles hesitates just standing over the metal canister with gasoline in hand, and then sets a hand on his shoulder before Charles soaks anything in the liquid.

"Why don't I keep those for you, Guowei?" "...yeah. Yeah, okay."

hc + 🎥 for a film/tv-themed headcanon

Most of Charles' taste in film and television was moulded by other people. He likes his father's dramas (and the romantic comedies he'll secretly watch on the side, claiming the human aspect is entertaining), his mother's four-hour mysteries, and the Wang Brothers' martial arts action bonanzas. That said, though, he's capable of enjoying just about anything that can capture his interest easily, which means that stories about conspiracy or complex relationships or even the dilemma of "an ogre saving a princess from a tower and falling in love with her" can keep him entertained for hours on end.

Charles' taste in fiction isn't mature by any means, but considering he didn't consume a lot of it growing up, there's still a kind of child-like wonder to him each time he's able to just sit and watch something. He has no taste. He's not picky. If it leaves you at the edge of your seat, curious about what happens next and wanting for more, he gets sucked into the story and the drama and complains if that story is abruptly cut short. There's an almost uncharacteristic purity to him whenever he gets to sit down and just watch something, but considering his father hates this aspect of him, he'd much prefer it if nobody knew.