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Preacher's Daughter.

Synopsis: You're the preacher's daughter, hidden and kept pure by your single father that's mourning the loss of his wife─your mother. In his shadow, you meet the infamous James "Bucky" Barnes, someone your father wanted you to never engage with. TW: Nsfw themes, 18+, angst, death, fluff, romance?, slightly perverted bucky, virgin reader, set in a southern space, fem reader, everyone in this made-up small town is Christian (sorry if you aren't, this is just for the story), religious guilt, religious themes, religious rebellion, reader is in her early twenties while bucky is in his mid-late twenties, cussing, mentions of creepy old men, mentions of domestic violence and this is more of a dads best friends son trope but can be read as strangers to lovers.

✩°｡🧸𓏲⋆.🧺𖦹 ₊˚ The pitter patter of a barefoot child echoed throughout the two-story house. The emptiness of laughter and warmed engulfed the space more than the hollow tune of the radio ever could. The house was filled with four. A mother, a father, a daughter and a dog. The silver laced urn sat with sorrow on the thick windowsill in the kitchen. Grandmother passed years before the girl was born, her death swallowed the family in anything but happiness. The family was shallow. The husband was work dependent, the wife was emotionally unstable, the dog was never really welcomed, and the daughter grew to realize that God would be her savior. He'd save her from the house that was making her gasp for air. Everything happens for a reason. God is your savior. God loves you. He'll protect his children from evil. ⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹ The curtains to the house swayed with the wind. Windows open to let the summer breeze in. There sat three urns on that thick windowsill now. Your mother, your grandmother and your dog. Your mother─god bless her─died a mysterious cause when you were thirteen. Some said suicide, some said car accident, some said food poisoning and some said assault. But you knew the cause. Your mother died to your father. The angst from your grandmothers passing plagued the household for years and he couldn't take it anymore. In a fit of fury, he struck her. You heard the screaming and yelling, but you couldn't do much. Dad always said that things happen according to god's plan. Her passing was god's plan. You had no friends. Your dad insisted on staying pure. Innocent. Like a lamb. But eventually the lamb grows, right? Eventually you'd be able to make friends, find a boyfriend, get married and have a family. Right? Staying on the family lawn, you often resorted to sewing or reading or attending church. Rosary in hand, head down and eyes closed, you preyed to your god with devotion. You wanted something to break you out this cycle. To feel free. Then it happened. The town was visiting your plot of land for the town meeting. All the families that lived there, children to elders all attended. You sat there, to the left of your father staring at your brown-above ankle boots that by instinct made circling motions in the gravel. You didn't like being the preacher's daughter, especially the attention it came with. But the one time you looked up─the blue eyes from a boy locked with yours. Your feet stopped with the motion, your heart picked up by a few beats and your cheeks rose with blush. You didn't know the man. Didn't know his faith, his family or his face. Only after the eventful evening that only didn't leave you bored because of the mysterious man you saw, did you catch his name. He's Bucky Barnes. "Babygirl, these are the Barnes. They'll be staying with us for a bit, they're visiting from Melrose. A family friend." ⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹ The events that followed, had you in trance. It started small. Him calling you doll, sweetheart and lovely turned into him holding and kissing your hands, letting you recite the bible to him he didn't really care for it and him helping you with your chores. He and his family were to be staying for a bit. His family wasn't large. It was him and his parents. They stayed in the main house with you and your father; he was worried at first─but ultimately let Bucky stay in the room next to yours. Bucky had to lie and say he had a girlfriend back home. Through letters under doors and hushed promises via torn paper of "Meet me outback of the barn." or "When the rest leave, see me on the back porch." that looked like chicken scratch, you two built something. Something emotional and strong. He noticed how gentle and fragile you were around others, almost like you didn't really interact with people often. He noticed how you lowered your voice when in a room with a man way older than you. He noticed your books of handwritten poetry and tear-stained pages in thick leathered covered books in the library room. You had awfully a lot of books.

"You see this?" He mumbled as his manly fingers entwined themselves with your rosary that laid flat against your chest.

He gave it a quick tug to pull you closer to his warm but welcoming chest. The hot breeze of July sang through the windchimes your mother put up years ago that you never took down. He looked you in the eyes once again, similar to how he first did. "A true Christian would never kiss a sinner under the judgmental eyes of god." One hand goes up to his jaw, the other lays on top of his hand that still has its grip on your rosary. "I.." Hesitation grew in your words. Were you really taking off the sigil of your God for him? "Take..Take it off." His hand balled into a fist, yours stayed on top and with a hard tug then audible pop, your rosary fell into his grasp. Beads flew all over the porch and some landed in your lap. Your faith crumbled under the judgmental eyes of God and in the hands of a man you found yourself inlove with. You found yourself in his lap─hand on his jaw or chest, even in his hair. Lips entangled with heat, desperation and the fresh taste of freedom. He gently pulled you back. "You taste like strawberry." Propping yourself on your knee to give him some space to lean up. "Probably the chapstick. If not, then I guess I have a power." All he did was cackle and look at you before the two of you heard the roaring distaste of the truck his family owned. "Funs over darling, go inside. I'll walk around to the front, so it looks like we weren't together." He said in a rush before leaning down to give you a goodbye for now kiss. ⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹ Your father was furious. It was hours later, near supper time when he went outback to gather some wood for the fire and saw the broken rosary on the porch near the now empty swing. He got louder and louder with each word. "You BROKE THE ROSARY?" You sat there in the side room chair in tears, anyone in the dining room could hear the volume of his voice. And everyone was too scared to speak up. The oh so weak, innocent, pure and frail preacher's daughter you are could only speak between sobs but nothing you said was able to be heard properly. "Accident, it was an accident! I promise! I-I was on the swing earlier takin' a nap when the rosary got stuck between the planks a-and it broke!" You finally got out without stumbling back. You were already against the wall; you had nowhere to run. You could see the rage in your fathers' eyes. "An ACCIDENT is not being a whore! You think I don't know what you did? Anyone that isn't half ass stupid would figure it out. Sleeping with a man out of wedlock is a SIN!" "H-he was taking care of the chickens, dad! I s-swear dad, he was watchin' over me, but we didn't do anythin'!" You were fearful of your fathers' anger, but you feared losing Bucky more. "I-I'm not a sinner..." "Y'know what? Go up to y'room. I'll speak to the boy." You spent the evening in your room, swallowed by guilt. The rosary wasn't just any, it was special. Your father had given it to you after you were baptized and swore your loyalty to the religion. He was disappointed in you. Disappointed in what you've become. The Barnes are a family friend, mr and mrs Barnes are his best friends. He never thought his daughter would engage with their disrespectful and sinful son James who turned his back on the religion years ago. He was truly a fool for thinking nothing would happen if he let James have the room closest to yours, he hoped you'd heal him. You were of course his pride and joy. "Listen boy, my daughter is my everythin'. Don't bring her down to hell with you, she's too good for that." He held himself tall against the wall, arms crossed with a scowl on his face. "Sir, me and her are just friends. I'm sure whatever happened yesterday outside was a misunderstandin'. While y'all were out, I was takin' care of the stock. She followed me outback and fell asleep on the swing, I kept an eye on her incase a coyote or bear came runnin' out from the forest." He made sure he sounded believable and reliable. He doesn't want his secret darling getting in deeper trouble.

Your father didn't believe him. He can't believe a sinner. "You're lucky you aren't any older y'hear? I ought to beat you into next Monday."

"May I go to bed? It's-" he looked over at the grandfather clock "11:40 and I'm sure you yourself is tired too." He didn't plan on going to bed, at least not in his bed. Your dad clicked his tongue before turning on his heel to go to his room. "Make yourself trustworthy and do the right thing." Bucky sat there for a minute watching your dad go to his room and shut the door before he went to yours. "Go away dad." He smiled from the opposite side of the door, "It's me." ⊹₊˚‧︵‿₊୨ᰔ୧₊‿︵‧˚₊⊹ "Y'know.." he pulled you back into him, securing another kiss. "Your dad really doesn't like me." "I know...I like you, so that's what matter, right?" You smiled against him and you felt his laugh before you heard it. He laid kissing all upon your bare arms and torso. "Mhmm..that is what matters." He gently pushed you so you'd lay on your back on the bed. He separated your legs so he could have free reign to your body, asking for consent before doing anything. The two of you lay only in undergarments, no religion in sight. The cross above your bed makes eye contact when you arch your back into his firm, comforting and warm touch. A constant reminder that you're no better than a lamb to the slaughter. Connie Francis sweetly plays on your radio as the night goes on. Moans, kisses and embraces are shared between you both until the sun rolls around. When golden hour shines through your white laced curtains you wake to the mess in your room. Your panties and his boxers on the floor, clothing on the end of the bed, the radio still on playing a random song you don't care about, and an incredibly messy bed. The blanket is barely covering the two of you which left the night breeze to work its way up your naked form. But most importantly, a Bucky holding your waist tight and secured. His touch just as warm as light night and just as lovely as the sun in the early morning. You stare at him for just a second longer to see a smirk work its way up his face and his eyes peak open just a bit to catch yours. "G'mornin' beautiful..." He used his arm to prop himself up and out of your bed. Pushing the blanket to aside to give you more grace. Alongside giving you a fantastic view of his toned chest and below. "So.....Last night?" He cackled as he put his boxers and jeans back on. He struggled with his belt for a minute, morning fogginess if you will. "Was great. It was more than great, but my vocabulary isn't vast enough to describe it." He left the room shortly after getting dressed to not bring suspicion and you? You couldn't find the bra or panties you wore last night. You could've sworn they were in the same spot as his boxers.

ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ Idk how I feel abt this. I had an idea and decided to js do it but didnt really think abt an ending or what not. I didnt know if i wanted to add steve or not, maybe ill do a pt2 at some point. I really like the idea of southern bucky x preacher's daughter or js southern bucky and religion in general.

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Wicked Games ⊹ ࣪ ˖ Synopsis: Daredevil and his kleptomaniac cat burglar sweetheart who he met in the dead of night. ────୨ৎ──── TW: 18+, enemies to lovers, strangers to lovers, fem reader, reader is loosely based off White Cat, guilty and yearning matt (yearners are earners), reader is highly implied to be attractive, fluff, allusions to sex/nsfw themes, cussing, injuries/blood, reader is an adrenalin junkie, heavy sexual tension, any song from the weeknd works with this and reader has powers.

He's attractive, everyone knew that. And everyone knew you are as well. That's half the reason you target the rich. As a young girl, you were in and out of the system due to lousy parents. It was only natural for you to grow into a greedy thief. You came in like a cat. Balancing on angles and rooftops like a batman daredevil variant, it caught the eye of many. Including the rich and the devil. You wiggled your way into the world of the rich by seduction. You knew how to smile, giggle, arch and move with grace and faulty purity. Not just through the streets or halls of banks and mansions. You had your eye kept on this jewel. It was a ruby, not the most expensive jewel but it was one of the most valuable ones in the store. It would skyrocket in the underground; you'd sell it for a pretty price of four or more digits per usual. But the devil was out the night when you came in on all fours. The cat was trapped, trapped by the devil. The devil that dares. It was up to time herself to determine when he'd catch you. And it was only up to time again to determine when you'd come face to face with the notorious Daredevil. "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue Mr. Devil?" .✦ ݁˖ That night was bliss. You've seen him, heard him and figured he definitely had powers too. You had Fortune, you were able to level out luck of others but not yourself. But you could never find yourself to hex the devil. You hexed a plethora of people. From good to bad, for entertainment or requirement. But even when you knew he had your scent─a piece of your suit near the wrist where you spray your work perfume was torn off when you had to fight off a group of thugs who tried to mug you after a successful heist─you couldn't hex him with bad luck of losing it. You wanted him to catch you. To snuff you out on a lone rooftop and let him do whatever. Whether it was beat you until you're black, blue and bleeding or rough you up another way, it didn't matter. You just wanted him over you. You'd linger. You'd linger near the places that you watched the devil visit often just to leave your scent in the air. You figured his powers ranged his smelling and hearing because there's no way he can see through that mask. You were right as well. He'd smell that signature perfume─Black Cat's perfume. Nobody else in the city had this scent. Except for you. He had no lead on your identity, powers that he was debating, name, occupation or where you lived in. He just knew you often lingered around jewelry stores, banks, mansions, and crowded spaces. He'd never admit it. Not even on his deathbed. But that torn piece of your suit did things to him that he had to solve on his own time. He was a blind man, not a dumb man. He wondered what happened to you. Why you're a kleptomaniac, why you steal and why you keep sticking around. He wanted to know you, but he knew he couldn't. He needs to keep himself hidden and you need to keep yourself hidden. But he couldn't help himself but feel tight in the pants and hot in the face when he'd see your silhouette in an alleyway, see your figure plastered on the news again because you pulled off a five-star heist like it was gta yet again or sense you buildings down seducing rich older men. All while he sat in his room unable to treat himself because the candy he wanted was busy teasing her wrapper at rich men for money. He wasn't sure if you ever went fully through with it or if it was just a game, but he was certainly jealous that those men were able to hold you by the hips and be locked with arms while he sat in his office or apartment trying his hardest to research you and find who you really are. While he's growing a rather..hard issue to tend to later when his study hour is done. "Augh-mhmm...L-Luck..lucky men..Augh-aughhh.." .✦ ݁˖ You owned a penthouse. Windows tinted, decor mostly black and grey or white, a kitchen that's seen plenty of things, a master bedroom that has a pinboard of daredevil next to your desk and a box of condoms unopened that you kept just in case you used your charm successfully against the devil.

You had a walk-in closet with a secret compartment for your suit and gear. Your grapple hooks, signature Black Cat perfume, mask replacements and anything else you needed for the job. Your double life was kept a very good secret. In the day, you were a model for big time covers which made your face the symbol of beauty but at night, you were a cat burglar for no apparent reason. But the reason was your past. The fear of being poor, being lazy and dying with nothing or doing nothing. You liked the adrenalin rush, you liked your "enemy", you liked scaling buildings and abusing the system against their own people. You may be rich now, but the ones you seduce will be rich forever. You want to be beautiful in sin; you want to be all the beautiful things you are and you want no shame. That's why you do what you do. You rob, fight, risk your life, seduce, model and have filthy dreams of your "enemy". It's beautiful because you're living, life is beautiful, even though some will say you're sinful. "Beauty is in everything." .✦ ݁˖ Days go on, weeks go on, months go on. But neither of you can get each other out of mind. He's recognized your perfume, your heartbeat, the way you walk and noted down the areas you frequently roam so he can "accidentally" run into you and hear your slick voice tease him again. You've recognized his walking pattern, his voice, his cologne and the weight his eyes carry when he turns his head to look over at you or someone else. You even started to leave snippets of yourself behind to give him ideas of who you are. They started small─a sticky note with something slightly personal topped with a kiss mark of cherry red lipstick. But they soon evolved to clothing items or even confessions. It was somewhat mutual, even if he felt so fucking guilty. He'd spill out fun facts about himself when you two got hot and bothered on a skyscraper or behind an alleyway. Whispering little things about himself but leaving them vague enough for you to still wonder. He likes politics, he's disabled, he's six foot and red is his favorite color. He felt guilty and gross for doing those things to you, much less pleasuring himself to the thought. But he was addicted. He was addicted to you. During sloppy kisses and confessions between the sheets, he made room to wonder if you'd ever want more than this. If you'd want this to succeed in the sun, not just the moon. You wanted more. You wanted him with and without the mask. That box of condoms ran empty over time and that usually meant your charm was perfect. Except you wanted him to like you for you, not just for your body and looks. And he made it obvious he did, from the start he's made it obvious and he wants to continue doing that until the end. During midnight on a monday, he let it go. His biggest confession yet. "My name...It's Matt. Matthew Murdock" And you recognized that name. Politics, law. Disabled, blind. Color red, his glasses. It made sense. He was the lawyer your friend told you about. He saved her and she was forever thankful. During that same midnight, you let it go as well. Your biggest confession yet. And he recognized that name. It was hard not to in his defense; you're a beautiful face on paper. Fashion, model. Color black, your signature color. Money oriented, you own a penthouse. It was funny knowing he had a collection of your undergarments before he knew your identity. But at least you two could present in day happily and fight off crime together in the night. "I think...The devil might have you tongue tied kitten."

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Poly! Marauders at Summer camp of their last year of hogwarts.

Synopsis: It's the summer of 1978, the last summer of freedom. You were sent there because your parents wanted you to get a sense of independence, not wrapped up with a group of boys who called themselves The Marauders. 𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆝⋆.˚ 𓇼 TW: kissing, suggestive remarks and writing, the marauders and y/n are of age, y/n is a Hufflepuff, y/n is a female, mentions of shagging (no smut), drugs, alcohol and classic 70s-80s summer camp vibes.

All you wanted was a relaxing summer. It was the last summer of your school years; it should be relaxing! But of course, the marauders just had to tag along. Your parents sent you to the camp so you'd gain independence and stop relying on your wand and magic prowess for everything. You didn't even know the marauders, just heard of them and saw their pranks that ran rapid. You knew about Remus Lupin一known to be a sweetheart, a gentleman and observant. He and you spoke a few times, words whispered through pages from books in the library or hushed in the hallways. Nothing too serious. Sirius Black was a serial prankster. He adored bullying that poor Slytherin that you forgot the name of. You never spoke to the guy, but you did see him occasionally. Sirius was popular for not just his pranks but also for his charm and black curls that clouded his shoulders oh so elegantly. Then there was James Potter, the ringleader. He was a bully, a charmer, an athlete and extremely popular. The whole house of Hufflepuff mourned over not being able to be near him more often一which is strange by the way! But why the hell would they need to go to a summer camp? They have it all! ⋆｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ The addition of the marauders on your summer camp experience started off as small. From house wars to off duty hanging out. Poly! Marauders who had a formal introduction to you during the first house war. There's a total of 3 teams, named after the 3 elements of the camp of course. (The element earth had the mascot of a honey badger, the element water had the mascot of a catfish, and the element air had the mascot of an eagle.) Poly! Marauders who began to stay at the Earth Cabins more often. They were counselors of the Air Cabins; nobody could really figure out why they spent more time with a counselor from Earth and actively neglected their duties. Poly! Marauders who insist on helping you with chores. Especially chores that are solo jobs. It helps them be alone with you! Poly! Marauders who haven't been invited to your room direct cabin itself but have invited you to their direct cabin. Even introduced you to their other friends. ⋆｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ Their company was nice, and so was their words and faces. They started to really grow on you, to a point you'd fall asleep wishing more of them. Poly! Marauders who started to tell you about their hogwarts memories, wishing you were a part of them. Poly! Marauders who let you in on their little secret. You'd spent all day and sometimes even night in their cabin smoking cigarettes and doing things you didn't regret in the morning after. Poly! Marauders who'd tell you they adored you and wanted to see more of you, but after one of those nights, they'd ignore you for a day before giving in. Poly! Marauders who eventually opened up about Remus' lycanthropy, Sirius' family and their shared relationship. They feared you'd run away but it only brough you closer. ⋆｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ With the now big secret revealed, you four only got closer. No more running away, no more tears from the fears, no more hiding. You were a part of the marauders now, as their secret. Poly! Marauders who now have full permission to your cabin. Your roommates were all younger kids, the oldest being 14 so she convinced the other 2 roommates to keep them a secret from the other counselors. Poly! Marauders who steal your clothing to give you an excuse to ask for theirs. Remus especially likes to smell your scent when he's on the job. He claims it helps him keep focus when you aren't around. It helps him alright, helps him stay focused when helping the kids and helps him stay focused when he's alone in the showers or on his bed. Poly! Marauders who like to sneak you out at night and go to the nearby lake. Obviously, the part that's hidden, it'd be an issue if anyone saw a group of four skinny dipping. Especially when that group of four are the most popular in the camp.

Poly! Marauders who have a collection of your things. From clothing to accessories, they have it. This includes undergarments hair ties, bikini tops, shirts, bracelets and even period products just in case. ⋆｡𖦹 ˚ 𓇼 ˚｡⋆ And now with summer over, the 8 weeks of pure bliss, you four stay in contact. That summer did indeed teach you things. Poly! Marauders who convinced you to join the order. Not just because you're a strong and capable witch, but also because they want you forever near them. Poly! Marauders who keep polaroids of your summer camp days strung up in their spaces. They haven't washed or wore their old camp jerseys and convinced you to keep items like the camera and clothing in a box titled "The summer we met our adoring puffy" in James' room under his bed. Poly! Marauders who eventually somewhat relive those days when its summertime and they all go camping. The difference being that you've been married for years, neither of you are broke graduates anymore. Poly! Marauders who tell anyone who'd listen, with a glass of wine in hand, how shy you were at the camp until they eventually broke you in. It took a week before you gave in and started to spend time with them, that time evolving into something more. Poly! Marauders who said they forced sirius to learn guitar so he could gain your interest sooner when it was group campfire time. It worked, but they make jokes about how shitty he was at learning. Poly! Marauders who listen to David Bowie, Queen, The Beatles and Billy Idol because they love their music but also gives them to chance to look back. Poly! Marauders who continue to say, even years later, that the summer of 78 was one of the best memories of their lives. Poly! Marauders who kiss you after reminding you about the first time you all snuck out to skinny dip. For reference, you held onto sirius the entire time because you were scared a gator or water snake would get you. It ended up with the four of you sharing body heat under the moonlight with sore lips and limbs. Poly! Marauders who still have a tendency to take pictures during or after shagging. They don't want to forget any moment shared with you. Poly! Marauders who still call you puffy even far in your 30s. Marriage, kids and years to age will never get them to stop calling you puffy.

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Guns and Roses.

Synopsis: You're just a Beauxbatons student visiting Hogwarts for the Triwizard event but a certain redhaired Weasley caught your eye.

// Tw: Strangers to lovers, foreign student, cussing, slightly suggestive, romance, fluff and angst. ── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ── You're just a student visiting, so why does this ginger have to trick your heart and tug on your sleeve? From the initial entrance to after the Triwizard event─you've noticed how your heart picks up with pace whenever you smell his signature scent or when you see his hair shine in the castle lights. "Looking at him again hm?" You turn your head to the left, and the voice belonged to the Hufflepuff girl you met recently. "No...maybe?.." The guilt in your voice lingered for a bit too long in the chattery room you were in. "The Yule ball is soon y'know and....At some point, you'll have to return to Beaux." She was sat on a bench close by, to keep you comforted. You took a sigh..then a sight. "Not like he'd ask. I'm so not his type." You looked over in his direction once again you missed his smile but only merlin knows that. The trickster you got fond of was gone though. Of course you interacted with him before. You and him had small study sessions, you went to his quidditch games and training, the cherry on top being he even gave you a tour of the entire castle. But did any of that matter? "Y/n? Y/n? Earth to Y/n!!!" Blinking with response, "Huh-" "You were totally staring again!" She leaned over to see your perspective "At...a group of random people?...Y/n.."

"Yeah sorry. I got lost in thought." "We could go to my dorm if you'd like..Not like you don't know the Hufflepuff password LOL!" She paused for a moment. "Of course if you'd like though. No force!" "Let's go. I don't wanna sleep on those hard spare beds your school has supplied." ── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ── "Listen Georgie, that Beaux student you fancy won't be here forever. Better to ask her on a date now than let that Durmstrang student ask her on one." George laid on his bed on his back while Fred was throwing a bouncy ball at the wall with attempts to catch it. "Y'know..She found it funny when you played that glitter prank on those Slytherin kids. Even knew which twin to look at." "Not the point. What if she thinks I'm playing her or something─rumors spread quick around these bloody walls y'know!" Fred let out an ironic chuckle, "Mate..If she thought you were playing with her feelings, she wouldn't stare at you in crowded places. Ginny and their shared Hufflepuff friend told me. She likes likes you." It isn't like Fred is wrong, he just never interacted with Beaux students or had an interest until you. You and your stupid blue uniform, your stupid heels, your stupid hairstyles, your stupid laugh, your stupid smile, your stupid...stupid self. He's never been so worried about someone's opinion about him, until you. ── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ── You knew how much you stuck out, similar with your classmates of course and because of that, you hoped you would eventually catch the longing brown gaze of George except..you never did. Even when you'd sit near his usual seat during dinner or hang out in Gryffindor's common room, he was never there. The feeling that he began to ignore you and avoid you was building up. And with that, you stopped trying. Everyone noticed. Your friends noticed how you'd avoid Gryffindor in general. They noticed how you stopped talking about him and how you stopped showing up to Quidditch his practices. But they mostly noticed how you started to lose general interest. George was one of a kind, you two didn't interact all that much but it was enough for you to really appreciate not just his company but also his laugh, jokes and tendencies to listen and note. Ginny, the little sister of George and your mutual friend, Alicia approached you at the library. "Okay. Spit it out! What's going on between you and George?" Looking up from your arms, "Nothing, like usual." "Nothing? You've been avoiding him!" Ginny was slightly irritated because George has spoken about you just the same as you have of him. "Me? Avoiding him? I waited Merlin knows how long for him to look at me─to just talk to me! But he never did. I never see him ever look my way or to ask my friends about me or even be in the same room as me." You let out an awkward chuckle and turned your gaze away. Tears might've threatened but you're too prideful to cry over a boy. Alicia looked down at your frame, it appeared smaller and more compact. Like you wanted to not be seen. "Listen, the Yule ball is only three weeks away. You both wasted a week acting like the other didn't exist. If neither of you make this work, I'm taking you to the ball with me and my girlfriend!" You let it sink in for a minute. Alicia, a Hufflepuff friend of yours, was planning on taking you to the Yule Ball with her own girlfriend if you didn't fix this up with George. She was considerate, but you didn't want to ruin this special event for her or her girlfriend. "I'll work on it." Ginny sat there and looked her two friends bickering back and forth about the Yule Ball, her brother, classes or all three and thought of something. She can talk to Fred about it then Fred will talk to George or at least tease him about it until he gets it. Alicia stood there for a second just watching as you try to make yourself smaller and smaller, as if you aren't already hard enough to spot in the library. "I'd love to continue this talk, but Virginia is waiting for me. I promised her I would tonight." She paused for just a moment, "Sorry..."

With Alicia gone, it made one. It made a rookie mistake of staying longer than you should've, it costed you mental gymnastics.

── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ── Only a few days passed, a few days of woe that is. You came from a notorious family of wizards and witches but not a single one cried over a man. Not a single one of them allowed anyone to get that close, except for you. Did you happen to be unlovable? Uncharitable? Undesirable? Why must you feel rejected by the boy who brought you such happiness. Stupid stupid ginger boy. Not like I liked you anyways... Kill that filthy and ugly ginger, he deserves to get his handsomely chiseled face placed in a blender. I hope Ginny runs him out of his own house and strangles him with kitchen wire. I hope... You kept writing and writing in your diary, hoping the tears would stop anytime now, but they didn't. "I hope he..." What do you hope for? Hope for him to like you back? To think of you like how you do of him? To make an effort to be near you? Or for Ginny to have his head? You laid on your bed and looked up at the calendar. You have the Ball marked in orange sharpie; you did that when everyone was sure you'd have the date with George soon, that was almost 3 weeks ago. Everyone is falling in love, getting dates and getting lovers while you fall behind. All because you liked a boy. A stupid, filthy and ugly ginger boy at bet. Bathing in silence really makes sadness. ── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ── "Do you think she's ok?" The three girls─Ginny, Alicia and Virginia were having a half assed picnic up in the astronomy tower. The sun was setting and just prior, they were able to steal food from the kitchen using Potter's invisibility cloak. Props to Ginny. Shoving a strawberry in her mouth like a chipmunk, the brunette hummed. "She'll be fine, just..Just going through the thick of it." Virginia elbowed her girlfriend, earning a side glare from her. "Manners, love." "I'm serious though...We haven't really seen her in threeish days or so? George is getting tiring," She leans in to grab a cup of a mysterious liquid "What is this? Ah-nevermind that, but George keeps complaining and sulking about her. Even Fred is starting to ask me to help." "Not like we could do much..It isn't exactly our relationship. She's probably heard the rumors of the big G being a flirt, she's being cautious and scared if so." "You live with him Ginny.." Taking a sip of her drink, Virginia slowly got up which made Alicia's head drop from the sudden movement. "And to be frank, I'm tired of hearing about the same issue. Always about George, always about their hearts but me and Alicia genuinely cannot stand to hear about it anymore." She rested her arms on the railing that overlooked the school. "We love her as a friend, but some issues are solved by only yourself." Alicia, now propped up on her elbows opened her mouth, "Great way to imply we don't care." "Didn't say we didn't." "Sure as hell made a good implication." Virginia turned her head around, "What is your issue?" "My issue? You've had an issue with Y/n since the beginning. Love, you'd do wonders as a comedian if you couldn't tell it was obvious." Ginny looked between them, "Ok guys-" "An issue?" Virginia stepped away from the railing, accidentally tipping her drink all over the flooring of the tower, staining the ground red. "I have no issue with her. The issue is that you spend all your time with her─I had to make you promise to spend time with me! The time we were supposed to spend together is being shared with her and the gossip of your friend that's stupidly inlove with a man that doesn't seem to care for a damn!" "Don't say that─" The brunette got on her feet before Virginia interrupted. "You even invited her to the ball with us incase George doesn't ask her out. That's supposed to be our date, our day. Not hers!" They only got louder and the louder they got, the further Ginny pushed back until she was near the stairs and invisibility cloak. "I only invited her because she was about to shut down! I didn't actually plan on bringing her along with us, I just wanted her to think for a second that he isn't the only person that would love her!"

By now, Ginny has passed the stairs and is nearing the bottom. The yelling soon died out due to distance. Keeping under the cloak, she progressed through the halls until reaching the library where she noticed George and Fred. They study? No way. She snuck in, remained under the coat. You never know. "C'mon Georgie. Talk to the girl." "She's a lady, not a girl." "Ok, my bad. Talk to the lady, you're killing yourself here!" Fred was spinning his pen around in his hand and was visibly upset by the state of his brother. "Yeah? Well, you try talking to a lady from a prestige school that's also from a prestige family!" "Y'know her family? That's a bit creepy.." "Mate, her family was one of the few who rejected the pureblood ideals. They teach us some of their spells here..Do you listen?" He leaned back in his chair to let out a groan as he stretched. "I listen just fine." "Mhm..." The twins stopped for a second, allowing the air between them to sour. "Are you...planning on asking her out or not Georgie?" The twins are twins, they do everything together and Fred knows when his twin is upset. He knows Georgie is shy for this lady, something he's never been before. "I'd like too but she probably already has a date." He sulked towards the end, his smirk disappearing. "Eh..." Fred gathered himself up and said his finishing line. "I heard a Gryffindor and a Durmstrang student have their eyes on her, not the popular one. Might wanna show them off, can't lose my future sister-in-law to them." George sat there and thought of it. Is there a competition? He knows you're beautiful, everyone does. But he thought everyone that was wanting to go, had a date. Why is a Durmstrang student waiting until last second and who is this mysterious Gryffindor that thinks this is a game? Regardless, little did they know, their little sister was watching from the shadows under a friends cloak. Ginny was beginning to think her brother, the oh so self-proclaimed "charming George" is insecure with his capability to pursue a woman he finds beautiful, not pretty. ── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ── The days drew long but your patience tied thin. You tried again and again to forget the smell of his cologne, to forget his face, to even forget his laugh. But nothing worked. You drowned yourself in studies. Choosing to give up rather than fight─why would you fight for him if he won't for you? That's how you've started to talk to another. His name is Norton Pierce, a Gryffindor known for his charm. A charm that's strong, but selective. He made you laugh. Something you've been needing. But here's the catch, Norton is gay. He and his boyfriend were kept a secret, but Norton has to make an appearance for his family's sake. You, Norton and his boyfriend Julian were sat in the empty Gryffindor common room, casual conversation with a deck of playing cards spread between you three and a radio playing songs that are just background noise. Flipping through the cards, Julian looked over at you. "You ever gonna shoot your shot with the man or what?" The shared space became quieter than it already was. "I lost interest." "Yea and I'm a werewolf." "Norton you aren't a werewolf..?" You let out a sly smirk that was partnered with a giggle. He raised his hands up before bringing them down, he won the game. "One, I won and two, That's the point. I'm not a werewolf and you're not over George." "I-that's unfair." Norton leaned back in the chair and kicked his leg up on the side of the table. "Unfair how? I think it's just unfortunate that you think he doesn't want you. I'm his partner in DADA and he's constantly spacing out towards your seat. Even if we don't share the same class." "Impossible!" You stood up defensively, a flushed tone flying to your cheeks. Julian took a sip of his drink, a Juicebox before speaking. "You're impossible!" Gasping and acting shocked, "When were you invited to this conversation Julie?" You giggled and smiled through each word. "Since like...forever?"

Gasping and acting shocked, "When were you invited to this conversation Julie?" You giggled and smiled through each word.

"Since like…forever?"

The three of you kept going on and on, the songs from the radio have been tuned out due to the lively conversation being passed around the three of you.

All audio has been tuned out. Including the sound of someone coming down the hallway, George coming down the hallway. By the time he breached the common room, you three were still all divulged in a conversation. All he heard before leaving the dorm itself was "Well who's going to the ball with him? Me!" A set of words he never wanted to hear. He wanted to only hear those words if it came from you and was about him, not Norton fucking Pierce. You only noticed he was there when he rushed towards the dormitory door and you saw a flash of the 6'3 redhead. "Oh shit Y/n...You think he heard?" "No shit Julie!" George rushed down the massive flights of stairs, he wanted out of there as soon as possible. He heard your voice and figured he could catch you alone, in a quiet but secured place. He was going to ask you out. He did his hair, tightened his tie correctly and even practiced his question. But none of it mattered when he saw how comfortable you were around Norton Pierce and Julian Thorn. Then the infamous "Well who's going to the ball with him? Me!" line was heard, it was wraps. It was mid-day and he, famously known for never crying over anything and being a trickster with his brother, was nearing tears. It took a minute for you to get up and look outside. He was rushing down the stairs, and you've never wanted to chase a person more. ── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ── "She's going with Norton Pierce." He was outside near the tree that introduced the two of you with Fred who followed him after seeing him. He was manspreading with his head down towards his lap and his arms resting on his thighs. "Norton?" Fred leaned back and put his arms on the back of the bench. "Norton Pierce, The gay dude?" "He can't be gay Freddie, he and Y/n are going together. You don't just ask a friend out, not to a big event like this!" Fred looked at his brother who sat to his left. "Georgie, I promised to not tell you what Ginny told me but.." "But?" "I'm getting to it." "She heard us the other day, when we were in that library talking about the lady. She was under the invisibility cloak from Harry." He clicked his tongue before deciding if he wants to continue and say the final cut. "She was there? She heard...Everything?" His head was turned towards his right, towards his brother. He was shocked but scared. "Mhm." He leaned on his brothers' side, like a side hug. "She even told me that Norton was gay, he's got a boyfriend. They're going together because Norton needs to make an appearance while Y/n... just wants to feel pretty." George smiled. Fred couldn't see it, but he knew it. George mumbled something under his breath before getting up. "What was that Georgie?" "I said she's already beautiful, but she'd look better with me." He left Fred stranded on the bench; he had someone to talk to. To really talk to. His hair was a mess, his tie was crooked and his eyes were red from tears. But he couldn't stop smiling. ── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ── Only around an hour passed from the initial sighting and fleeing. You were in Ginny's empty room. Thankfully, she convinced her roommates to hang out, not telling them it was so you could weep. You were always one to talk to yourself when sadness came over. "It was supposed to be a stupid-silly joke!", "He'll never ask me out, I'm done for!" and "I hate my stupid life!" all came out from broken sobs. Tears that you let flood upon the smooth sheets that Ginny had. You were never a romantic, but oh merlin did you wish you could be one, just for a moment. Just for this moment. Ginny was aware of your state and was also aware that George was rushing down to the Gryffindor dorms. She made a clean escape to reach him. "Y'know....Y/n's in my room, alone, sad and incredibly afraid you don't like her anymore...Just saying." "Incredibly sad? I'll fix that, by tomorrow you'll be hearing from a different Y/n. An accompanied, happy, and incredibly smiley Y/n." They exchanged a smile before parting. Ginny to go back to her friends. George to go talk to the woman he was so shy about.

When he reached the door, he took a breath before knocking. "Hey, Y/n? Can I come in?" You paused. You waited. You listened. You stood up, patted your skirt and shirt down and smoothed out your hair. "Mhm, come in!" You had tried your best to keep from shivering and tripping over your words. The butterflies in your chest fluttered and soared. Leaving you feeling hot in the face. He on the other side had to make a mental side note before opening the door. He too was feeling hot in the face, but he prayed to Merlin, you wouldn't see it. You heard the door creak open and the figure of a 6'3 redhead came in view. He blocked any and all light from outside the room, making him look angelic. He was holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers and had this stupid shit eating grin on his face. "Hey...You feeling okay?" You turned your head down a bit with a slight, barely noticeable smile, "What's this about hm? Sorry but the other ladies aren't here right now." He closed the door behind him and walked towards you. "Stupid..These are for you." He reached his arm out to hand you the flowers. You looked like a deer in headlights. "Huh? W-what? I'm so confused!" You didn't reach for them, why would you? He was obviously here for one of Ginny's roommates. Why is he lying?" "What's there to be confused about? I'm here for you, not for them." He got closer, so close that if the flowers weren't there to separate the two of you, you'd be inches from his chest. That was the breaking point. Your eyes widened, your heart picked up in pace and your face flushed. "You gonna take them or what pretty?" "What is your issue? Being all flirty and romantical, what is this?" You weren't offended, you were worried. Everyone's been betting on you and George, but you were certain he heard you, Julian and Norton earlier the day. It's only been an hour or so! He didn't get back; he leaned down to make eye contact. "My issue is that you did everything but talk to me. Going to the ball with a gay man instead of the man you wanted, really?" "What's with this closeness, you weren't like this before!" "That's because I wasn't aware that you planned on going with a gay man because you thought I hated you, then that built up." He forced your hands on the flowers and cupped them with his own. "Go with me. Me and you, together, to the ball?" You felt like crying. "And..Maybe more? To a date after, and before?" His eyes locked with yours, keeping you in a trance. He started to sweat, you didn't care. You leaned up and kissed him, allowing one arm to go around his neck with the other staying on the bundle of flowers. He was stunned to say the least. "Is that uh..Is that a yes? "Yes, you damned Weasley." ── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ── By the time the ball rolled around, everyone was ecstatic. Couples hand in hand, feelings high but not dry and music made for the event made it all the better. Too bad that only after thirty minutes of being in the dance room, you two left to have alone time. You two walked down the massive corridors of the castle, his arm wrapped around your waist and your hands holding a bundle of flowers. The same type he bought for you when he asked you out. "Having fun?" "More than you think." "Even if we're walking in silence?" "Even if we're walking in silence." He chuckled at your response, feeling like a million bucks. "I guess everyone was right.." He stopped speaking for a moment. "Right about the fact we're made for each other." You let a smile slip. "Really? I only heard rumors of people thinking you'd play me. None of that." "That rumor was wrong, the rumor that we're destined wasn't." You can still hear the music from the dance room, it's quiet but there. It adds a layer of background noise you needed. "Thank you...For asking me out and making me feel beautiful." He stops in his tracks to pull you around so your chest is touching his. Well, almost. There's flowers between you. "You're always beautiful. Today you're beautiful, tomorrow you'll be beautiful and yesterday you were beautiful."

"Oh, Merlin. You're such a charmer." Your ever so growing smile got bigger, per usual when around him. "Only for you." He said before taking your hand back to his dorm only for you to resurface the next day still in your dress from the ball. ────୨ৎ──── 1. The songs are to the songs i was listening to when i wrote this. Like my usual. 2. This was highkey very rushed. I'll prolly go back and add better details..

[6toya]

Thinking abt Remus Lupin and reader being long lost lovers (reader lost their mind n went like psychotic when james died) but resurfaces years later when Sirius is back but is insanely differently.

Remus and reader slowly heal their aching hearts before living the life they dreamt of when they were younger 👀👀👀👀👀👀

[6toya]

WHAT I WILL AND WONT WRITE FOR! YES Angst, fluff, suggestion, light smut, cliffhangers, romance, any trope that doesn't cross morally illegal (abuser x victim for example), music themes, from fandoms (aot, hp, bllk, jjk etc) and more that i'll eventually add.

NO Scat, extreme gore, extreme smut, morally illegal tropes (abuser x victim for example), illegal tropes (minor x adult, minor student x teacher, family x family for examples), extreme abuse, sexual assault, torture upon life of any sort, dead dove do not eat, yandere themes, "innocent reader" trope thats actually just them being barely legal and appearing to be a 12 year old child and more that i'll eventually add. ────────୨ৎ──────── My requests should be open if anyone wants anything, do not request anything from the no section. You will be ignored. I don't write extreme smut simply because I specialize in romance/angst, props to those d1 smut writers though, love you all. I'm not a lazy chud but I'm also not superman so don't expect requested pt2's, continuations or acceptances of requests very fast. I'll get to it eventually, but my updating schedule isn't the greatest.

[entallica]

How it feels to read/write a single paragraph for school:

How it feels to read/write 10k word tumblr fanfics:

[6toya]

OBEY ME BROTHERS AS LOVERS (separated). // TW: romance, fluff, a little possessive problem with belphie, they're probably a little ooc, the songs attached to their names are the songs i was listening to that inspired their part, a little bit of suggestiveness, and the gender of the mc isn't stated and or hinted.

Lucifer as your lover. Bf! Luci who isn't the biggest fan of PDA but isn't the biggest fan of people not knowing who you're with. Bf! Luci who loves to hold your hand. Bf! Luci who lets you do whatever you want in his office while on work hours. If someone wants in, then you have to behave! Bf! Luci who listens to human music with you. Even if he doesn't enjoy it, he loves seeing you enjoy it. Bf! Luci who shows is favoritism towards you under ever degree. Loud noises, skipping class, dinner shenanigans, messes and god knows what else, he'll always let you off the hook.

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Mammon as your lover. Bf! Mammon who somehow decided spending money on you is better than on gambling. Bf! Mammon who takes you to his modeling sessions. Bf! Mammon who makes it very obvious that he's with you. He's showing you off on social media, in public and even in your shared room! Bf! Mammon who dances to music with you, jazz or hip-hop, he finds himself not caring about the songs. Bf! Mammon who takes the upmost pride in being your first. Even if he probably wasn't your first kiss or boyfriend, he acts like he was.

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Leviathan as your lover. Bf! Levi who's still a blushing mess around you, even months or years in! Bf! Levi who finds himself always latched to you. If hes playing the game? You're probably either next to him on a beanbag or on his lap directly! Bf! Levi who calls you his "player two" unironically and is always getting teased. Poor levi! Bf! Levi who finds himself staring at you in an awe way. Doesn't matter where you two are, he's staring for as long as you don't notice. Bf! Levi who watches human shows like Euphoria with you because he can't ever say no to you!

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Satan as your lover. Bf! Satan who writes poetry for you. Often times if he's writing a novel or something, he'll always make the mc's represent the two of you. Bf! Satan who can never get upset with or at you. I guess love really does overcome all hm? Bf! Satan who notices that your favorites are entering his life. Favorite books, favorite colors, favorite words etc. Bf! Satan who just loves it when you fall asleep either on him or near him when in the library together. It shows him that you trust him, even with your life. Bf! Satan who finds himself crying and getting more emotional than ever for you. He's completely willing to wait for you if that's what you want.

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Asmodeus as your lover. Bf! Asmo who loves to do your skincare, hair, outfits and everything else. Not just to make you feel and look better, but to boost his ego on the fact he did that. Bf! Asmo who doesn't like being kissed on the face because it felt too domestic but loves to flaunt your lipstick and lip-gloss kiss marks around like it's a trophy. Bf! Asmo who finds himself listening to artists and or songs you listen to. Reminds him of you. Bf! Asmo who surprisingly is extremely loyal to a point that he's shut down opportunities for himself because it involved getting too close to someone else that wasn't you! Bf! Asmo who has you plastered all over his phone, social media and even physical being. He's always using your jewelry, your clothing accessories and softly applying your style onto his.

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Beelzebub as your lover. Bf! Beel who absolutely loves your cooking. Will eat up anything and everything if it was made by your hands, he doesn't care! Bf! Beel who's never danced before, but the foodie loves to dance with you to Bad Bunny, Bruno Mars and Justin Bieber. Bf! Beel who adores you. Adores you so much that he likes to do pushups with you beneath him. Each time he lowers, he gets a kiss from his lovely. Bf! Beel who has his part of the room mixed with his and your stuff. His blanket is yours, your plushies are layered on his bed etc. Bf! Beel who's just the sweetest guy ever and when he kisses/hugs you, he gains 10 points to his sweet bar!

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Belphegor as your lover. Bf! Belphie who absolutely adores nap dates to his core. He likes falling asleep with his head to your chest, to hear your heart beat with love and comfort. Bf! Belphie who watched the full Twilight Saga and Harry Potter series with you but had dead serious commentary during them all. He often fell asleep, but when he wasn't, he was talking about how Bella was probably the stupidest human ever. Bf! Belphie who lets you play with his hair, tail and whatever else. Helps him fall asleep. Bonus points because he's placed in your lap, you can't leave him! Bf! Belphie who calls you baby, my love, and even by marriage titles if he's feeling reallll happy. Bf! Belphie who wants you to himself all the time. He's a demon with the nature of selfishness, you can't blame him!

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[cassettemona]

[raysome]

In a world of AO3 warriors, I'm forever a Tumblr Trooper...

[6toya]

╰┈➤ back to the menu !

BLUE LOCK ──────── Sae as a bf Nagi as a bf // Gameboy & Gamegirl (Nagi) to be continued... JUJUTSU KAISEN ──────────── KISSY FACE (frat!gojo) COMING SOON... Lovers rock (alt/frat! Choso) COMING SOON... MY HERO ACADEMIA ─────────────── Love me not (Dabi) Forget him (Sero & Kiri) to be continued... ONE PIECE ──────── If looks could kill (Sanji) to be continued... OBEY ME ─────── Obey me brothers as bf's to be continued... HARRY POTTER ─────── Beauty and The Beast (Sirius B.) COMING SOON... Summer Breeze (Harry P. // different au) COMING SOON... Guns and Roses (George W.) Poly! Marauders at summer camp (No peter!) to be continued... MARVEL ─────── Wicked Games (Matt M.) Poacher's Daughter (Bucky B. // different au?) to be continued...

[6toya]

⋆˙⟡ SAE ITOSHI . . . AS A BOYFRIEND.

𓏵 𝘛𝘢𝘨𝘴: 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥. 𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚂𝚊𝚎 𝙸𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛.

SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend to act nonchalant about you and rather dislikes PDA, but in private he WILL hold your hand and happily be around you. SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend to have little to no romantic experiences but for some reason, is good at it. SAE ITOSHI is the type to act bothered when you use or steal his clothing but secretly eats it up. SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend that highkey brags about being married to you, that's if you two are. His main excuse to get out of something or to finish something up fast would usually align to you. "I have dinner with my spouse. Let's hurry this up." "I have important plans, I'm leaving." SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend to bathe with you, but usually not always in a sexually intimate way, sometimes just a way to feel closure. SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend to hide you from Shidou. SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend that cooks, cleans and takes care of anything and everything, but he expects the same from you. In his world, equality in the house is required. SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend who wouldn't actually mind if the two of you officially settled down and had a family, might hesitate due to his relationship with Rin though. SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend that's very obedient. You need pads or tampons? He'll buy every brand. You need help with removing medical tape or need a binder? He's got you. You need help with anything? He'll help. But as I said, he'd expect you to help him when he needs it. SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend to get your initials tattooed on him if he knows you and him are going to last. Most likely on the side of his ring finger or wrist. SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend to get very excited when he sees you at his games in his jersey. SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend to buy you anything and everything you dare even look at for too long. SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend who likes nighttime walks and stargazing with you when neither of you can sleep. SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend to 'Hate matching' but can't take his eyes off you when you 'Accidentally' match with him. SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend to enjoy facetimes when he can't come home, like really enjoy them. He also enjoys it when you kiss the camera as a 'tech kiss'. SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend who needs a lover who can see past his frowns and bluntness, who can take note on him even if he gives them his usual stone-cold gaze. SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend that's slightly hard to persuade and if you ask enough, he'd let you tie a bow around his bicep, play minecraft with you, match roblox outfits, and more. SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend that wasn't very music oriented until you put on a romance song while you two danced in the middle of the night, now he listens to that same song whenever he thinks of you or is away from home. SAE ITOSHI is the type of boyfriend to let you decorate the house, help with his wardrobe, do his hair and anything else. He trusts you.

╰┈➤ 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤, @𝟔𝐭𝐨𝐲𝐚.

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❀˖° SEISHIRO NAGI . . . AS A BOYFRIEND. 𓏵 𝘛𝘢𝘨𝘴: 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘧 THIS. 𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚂𝚎𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝙽𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛.

𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend that's observant but finds it hard to care for things or see when you care for things. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend that when he says 'I love you' he really means it. Like to the bone means it. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend that when in arm's length, will cling to you and pretend that it's illegal for you to push him off. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend to put your beds together in Minecraft, having matching avatars in Roblox, have matching skins in Fortnite, and main canonically married/together characters with you.

𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend to fall asleep mid movie either on your lap, on your shoulder or directly on top of you. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend to not talk about you a lot to his friends, coworkers or family but acts surprised when they're surprised you two are together. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend to expect you at his games and expects you to wear his number, will claim you're a lucky charm. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend to watch anime, american cartoons, tv series or really anything as long as you're there. It could be the worst movie of all time like Zombeaver and he'll sit there for you. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend to log into your game accounts to leave little messages like 'I love you' or 'Movie night tn?' because he knows you'll eat, water choki then get your dailies done. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend to have promise jewelry, usually a ring or bracelet. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend to cuddle you if you're on your period. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend to listen to music and think of you while it plays. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend that gets along with everyone, and your parents loved him since the first meeting. He even got permission to marry you from that first meeting. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend to have you as his wallpaper, lockscreen, pfp and even your voice as his alarm and ringtone. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend to sooth your insecurities without even trying, him just being there makes you feel good. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend to refer to you as their 'mommy' when speaking to the pets or plants. And if your pregnant, would tell the baby to 'stop kicking your mommy'.

𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend to never think strongly or highly of dates, but makes the atmosphere feel just amazing. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend to never think of marriage or think he'd settle down and get married, yet he has dreams of you walking down the aisle and it makes him wonder what being married to you would feel like. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend who's actually pretty obedient. If he's up and you tell him to do something, he'll probably do it. 𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend to hold you hostage in bed and say '5 more minutes' for the next 20 minutes.

𝙎𝙀𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙍𝙊 𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙄 is the type of boyfriend to just stare at you in awe. You could be cooking, cleaning, watering choki, sitting down, just be there and he'd look at you like you're about to poof. ╰┈➤ 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤, @𝟔𝐭𝐨𝐲𝐚.

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❀˖° GAMEBOY & GAMEGIRL . . . ╰┈➤ 𝘛𝘢𝘨𝘴: 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘺 + 𝘢𝘯𝘹𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘶𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦. 𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚂𝚎𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝙽𝚊𝚐𝚒 𝚡 𝙵! 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛.

𐔌՞. .՞𐦯 Y/n L/n was by all counts, a shy and loser type of person. She had little to no friends, passed most of her classes, daydreamed a lot, played 'childish' games, was in theatre and had a mediocre homelife. Except, she had a boy around a year older than her that matched her 'lazy and loser' lifestyle. This is also barely proof read btw.... | Normal Bear includes Y/n

| Bow includes Yuno.

| Polar Bear includes Seishiro

| Cat includes Reo

⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔ 🧸ིྀ + 🎀ྀིྀི "No- I said yes to that I met him on Roblox but no to that we began to date off Roblox!" "Are you sure N/n? Have you met this... 'Sei bei' at school? Does this dude even go to our school?" Y/n had her friend Yuno over and Yuno is well..Her only friend! They've been friends since they were toddlers, just learning how to walk. Yuno has seen how rough her best friends love life is, and how desperate but not desperate her dear N/n can get. And today, Y/n decided to tell her best friend about the 'cute guy' she's been talking to, except..she's gotta hide the fact they haven't actually met IRL! Ehh...at least not yet!... "Of course he goes to our school Yuyu! Why else would I tell you about him and that we spend lunch together...You watch me leave like every day!" She was trying to cover up, and it was getting harder and harder! Hopping off the bed with a stretch, 'Yuyu' decided to dig deeper. "Hm...Really? Does he really go to Komi High? Because every day I see you just...walk out. A real boyfriend would pick up his girlfriend y'know?" Her comment left the shy gal stunned. 'A real boyfriend' is she trying to investigate something? To make a fool of you? To hurt your feelings? To make you feel like this online relationship just isn't valid? "Why are you so invested anyways? It's almost like you're praying down on my relationship." Turning your head away and shuffling off the bed, you plopped down on the nearby beanbag to get some type of distance between you and her, it was getting tense. Seeing the distance, Yuno approached the bed before laying on her stomach to add her piece to the conversation. "Because I want you to be safe. Sure, this is your first boyfriend and I'm happy for you, but if he isn't in our school or in nearby ones, then you could be opening up really dangerous situations that you don't need to be in." Yuno is one of those super pretty girls, like the type of girl that artists make songs about because she stole their lover. She never home wrecked, but you definitely think if Seishiro was in the school, she'd be able to sweep him up so fast you wouldn't even be able to set up your defenses! The built-up jealousy and anger from all the years just...just has to get out! "I get it. You wanna make sure I'm safe but just let me have this one thing please! You took all the other cute guys in school so they're all off limits, just let me have a boyfriend." "This is what I'm talking about. You're so obsessed with wanting a boyfriend that you resorted to online dating! I don't care if you date my exes as long as I know the one you want isn't the abusive ones. I just don't want you to end up like one of those girls on a documentary who claim their man was 16 but was actually 53." Taking a stand, you decide this conversation ends now. Who does she think she is trying to stomp and talk about your first relationship when she's dated nearly every male in the school! "I'm stopping this now. You think I'M obsessed with wanting a boyfriend? You slept with one of your teachers because you ran through every single student that you had no more options! You can't talk about wanting me to be safe when you hang out with college students! At least I'm not slutting around for the male gaze!" The silence was...a killing blow, like what you just said was literally the final shot and she's about to get finished. "That's low even for you." "Low for me? Everytime I show interest in a dude, you investigate then either get with them or try to scare me away from them." "Fuck you, seriously." "I want you to go home. We can talk tomorrow or later, Yuno." ⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔ 🧸ིྀ + 🐻‍❄️ྀིྀི "She what?"

"She literally tried to investigate our relationship and was trying to indirectly tell me to break up with you for 'safety', gosh I HATE HATE HATE her sometimes!"

You're currently on facetime with 'Sei Bei' and it's been around 10 minutes since Yuno left. The weight that was on your shoulders of her constantly getting with guys you clearly were interested in was getting too heavy. "Like...I love her and all, she's my best friend but I sometimes feel like I can't love a guy without her trying to get involved some way or another. Sometimes I'm happy you don't come to my school; she'd totally steal you from me..." "I wouldn't let her, from the stuff you've said and of what I've seen, she seems pretty shitty." "She's...so confusing sometimes. Just want a friend who'd y'know...support me, but I can't lose her. I owe her so so SO much for saving me from those annoying bullies a few months ago, and she gives me lunch money..." "You don't owe her a thing; she did that out of charity. I'll just send you money for now on mkay?" "What! No, no, you don't have to, really!" "I can't be there physically to help you and buy you stuff, so take this." At this point you were kicking your feet. He has no idea how fast he makes your butterflies flutter, or how nervous he makes you not because you're scared or worried but because he's just so out of your league, or even how much he makes you think of him. "When can we...meet up for real?" He looked down and that was when the anxiety kicked in. Did he not wanna see you? Did he only date you out of a bet? He told you about Reo, his rich friend from his school so that has to be it! But just as the thoughts appeared, he replied. "Not sure when, I'm still in Blue Lock and we rarely get phone time or call time, and when we do, I spend it all on you." "That's like really sweet Sei...Whenever I can during school hours, I sit at my secret spots and just wait for the message or incoming call. I know you're busy with your career and I can't wait to see you go pro, but I just wish your totally annoying admin let you have phones more often...Score more points so we can talk." "Been doing that since day 1." "Awww" ⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔ 🧸ིྀ + 🎀ྀིྀི It's been a few days since the initial argument and honestly...life's been rough. Yuno has been completely ignoring you, purposely shoulder checking you in the halls, giving you the evil eyes, laughing at you in shared classes, even told her friends about 'Sei Bei'. It's been hell. Usually during lunch, you'd leave campus to go to the arcade or sit up on the school roof and just enjoy the fresh air. But on this unfaithful day, you got targeted. When the bell rung, you rushed up the 3 flights of stairs and in that process, accidentally knocked Yuno over. You apologized, moved on and attempted to help her up except... "Go away Edater. Was last night not clear enough? I messaged you that we weren't friends anymore." What?...You never received a message from Yuno..Unless it was when you were on facetime with Sei. "Oh...right. Sorry, I'm just used to...Nevermind, sorry." You quickly went up the stairs before she could say anything else, but you heard her mumble, "Fucking asshole." before she turned away. When you finally made it to the roof, your roof collapsed. You just started to cry and cry. You can admit you went a bit too harsh, but everything you said was true, and in response to the truth she's making your life shittier than it already was. You went to text Sei and typed it out. "Sei please, I need ur help" before letting your thumb rest over the send button. At this point, you couldn't really see as your tears clouded your vision. In the end, you decided on not sending anything and just skipped school in total. And when night fell, there was still nothing from Sei and usually, he'd send at least one message a night. But it was a dead night tonight. ⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔ 🐻‍❄️ྀིྀི + 🐈‍⬛ ྀི During that same night, Y/n was all that he could think of. He's told nobody the big details of his lover, they just know he's head over heels and is a huge reason he tries so hard to score.

After he beats the U20, he gets a week off. Sure, it's a lot but it was a deal he and the other players forced Ego to agree on. While he was in the bathrooms just staring at himself trying to make mental scenarios of how to talk to such a pretty lady like you, Reo walked in. "Hey Nagi...you seemed stressed while training today, everything good?" He said as he wrapped a towel around his neck. "Yeah." "Doesn't seem like it, spill it." "Girlfriend." Reo seemed genuinely shocked, as if he didn't tell him about you before their..fall off. "You still with her? Thought that ship sunk a while ago." "No, never." "What is it? The issue you two have." "I didn't tell her about...the weeklong break. Plan on surprising her, except I don't know if she'd really want a surprise right now, stuff is going on." The purple haired boy approached closer before applying lotion to his hands. "Listen Nagi, long distance is difficult and you two pulled it off, regardless of what's going on in life, she'd be more than happy to see you." Didn't take long until the white haired, lazy ex duo of the Mikage held a little smile up and said his goodbyes. Tomorrow was the game, and then the day after that, he'd have you in his arms for real and not just ingame.

⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔ 🧸ིྀ + 🐻‍❄️ྀིྀི You highkey left like nearly 10 messages in his inbox. "Hey sei bei, i miss u. Plz reply when u can <3" "U didnt txt me last night, js say u hate me n wanna break up atp. :x" "Whens ur game again, i wanna see u play" "Ho reply." "Im sory for calling u a ho, talk to me before i explode." "if u were a ho, i'd be ur pimp!" "fine. I'll leave u alone </3"

You wanted to see him play, even if it was from a distance, it'd still be him! You knew what he looked like so maybe he'd notice you in the crowd wearing his number! Or not since he'd be locked in... He on the other hand, felt horrible. Before the game, Ego took the electronics of the players and so he couldn't even buy his phone back with his score points. And it was awful. He missed your sweet before bedtime texts, your face, your voice, your updates on just whatever, your horrible but improving genshin builds, and just whatever else you had in mind. When the game started, he hoped it'd be over just as it started, he wanted to get back to you as fast as he could. "HO, HOW COULD U NOT TELL ME UR GAME WAS TDYYYYY, I WOULDVE GONEEE :((((" "Nagi...r u mad?" Watching as message after message go only to delivered, you hoped he'd at least be on TV. You'd record every clip and show your future kids one day that this was their dad in his prime! But of course. Nothing ever goes Y/n L/n's way, and just before the game kicked off, you were called into theater for the play you signed up for. You debated skipping and watching the game, except this show was worth 90% of your total grade and you needed that. So you grabbed your makeup and last second accessories before heading out, with a wave of guilt that you can't even watch your boyfriends big game.

⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔ 🧸ིྀ The show was intense. You played the role of a princess who fell in love with her knight and turned on her kingdom for him. The role felt weird to play, but it was either the main lead, or you'd be stuck as a fucking tree. You fully rather be a medieval dream than have a man cut you down for a useless clothing item. The show had music, dancing, and singing all mixed in one, and if you were to ignore the fact you played a princess falling for a random dude in a knight suit, you'd enjoy the whole deal. Except during the whole damn thing, you thought of him. When it was over, you went home and just...cried. You didn't even feel like playing genshin because he was to teach you how to build your Mualani! Cookie run kingdom? He bought you currency to get your favorite cookie to max. Identity V? You two mained Ada and Emil and were badged, solo q was a pain. Roblox? You two played 2 player obbies and scammed kids on adopt me. The sims? You had a sim family of you and him; it had an army of cats in it. Every damn game you played, has residue of him and it STUNK. You just wanted to pass the time and cry until you felt good. But for a 2nd round...nothing goes her way. Stinky Yuno messaged the girl. "u did good in the play. Shocked u came at all, but thx for showing." Holy shit...did Yuno actually praise and appreciate you?.. "thx. wanna know smth?" "Huh?" "My boyfriend is Seishiro Nagi, hes playing against the U20. thx for thinking he wasnt real :x" Then you hit block! It felt good blocking her officially, really good.

⏔⏔⏔ ꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ ⏔⏔⏔ 🧸ིྀ + 🐻‍❄️ྀིྀི As the hours passed, you still never got a reply from Sei. It felt so personal. So personal that you had no idea Sei was only a few minutes away. While in that tab, he just kept thinking of you. He won for you, he scored so many points for you, he just kept thinking of you and you held his hand...telepathically, through his journey. You have no idea how you make his butterflies flutter, or how nervous he gets not because he's scared or worried but because you're just so out of his league, or even how much you make him think of you. He'd never admit it until it's time, but he wants to spend the rest of his life with you. You two got married in minecraft, roblox, identity v, the sims and everything else, so technically you two are already married. When he arrived at your dorm, he felt a jerk of energy in his system and goodness him, he felt his cheeks burning red and his palms sweating. But he took it chance, knocked thrice and waited. And when you opened that door, the smile on your face was priceless. Took you no time to jump into his arms a pull him inside.

Sorry if this seems like rushed...It highkey is BUTTTT i js wanted to get smth out for bllk as i have like 40 shits in my drafts and i wanted to get more fluff out there in the bllk fanfics. And i finished this around 5:50am after i told myself id fix my sleep schedule...i am NOT fixing ts!!! ╰┈➤ 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤, @𝟔𝐭𝐨𝐲𝐚.

[6toya]

── IF LOOKS COULD KILL.

⤷ 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐕𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐱 𝐅! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫.

╰ 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐡𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐝𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝.

── IF LOOKS COULD KILL. / - 𝘚𝘢𝘯𝘫𝘪, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘧𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵. 𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺. 𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑒𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑.

You thought you meant something to the boy. Especially when he'd kiss your hand, cook your favorite meals, be the shoulder you needed and everything else. But in the end, you were tossed aside the second another woman came into the picture. You didn't hate any of the women in his life, in fact you admired then. Idolized them even. Nami was a beautiful, strong, and smart woman. The type of woman you wanted to be, always wanted to be. But you weren't insecure! Of course not, you liked who you became and what you got over, but jealousy can't help but kick in when he seems happier with her rather than you.

But again, just jealousy, never insecurity. ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ Later in the day you find yourself sitting on the deck and watching as Sanji flirt and make the woman onboard giggle while he wears his signature shit eating smirk. He hasn't even spoken to you in three days, three solid days and not a single word from him. It was almost like this is his intention, to make you feel as shitty as you can before he comes back. As you slowly drift off into sleep, you feel comfortable and safe. The blazing sun beaming down from above to keep your body warm, the air of the salt water gently hitting your nose every breath, the slight ocean breeze swaying your hair, the chitter chatter of your friends, the sound of the waves, it all made you feel safer than ever. You found the perfect people to spend your life with. Finally, you fall into a slumber. And this slumber is the best you've ever had. You were asleep for what felt like days, but in reality, was only a few hours until you all arrived at your destination. The island held a lively, loud, bright and colorful town. A town that reminded you of your childhood. A similar town to the one you're at currently was the town your mother would walk you down every week and allow you to go shopping, the town you made the most memories with her. As you all finally reached some old styled restaurant, you finally realized the reason you're here. It was to get a bounty and get a friend to cash it in, then give the crew all the berries. "Come on guys! This table is open, let's sit!" ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ As drinks were passed around, laughs were shared, and secrets were spilt, you sat there just looking down at your half-filled glass of an unknown alcohol substance, you stopped drinking when Sanji told you alcohol makes you age quicker, but here he is, chugging down his 4th glass of wine. Thank goodness you had the exit seat on the booth.

You want to die. Not literally die, but you want out of whatever unplanned arrangement this is. You don't want to party, you don't want to drink, and you especially don't want to deal with their hangovers in the morning. Yet you stayed. You stayed sitting at the table, with the only other sober person being Zoro, who luckily sat to your left. He gives you slight glances over the dinner, which all come off as judgmental. He gives you a slight nudge on the arm with his elbow, making you look up. His hand on Nami's, and she clearly didn't mind the action. If you looked at it any longer, you would've thought she might even enjoy his touch. As you tried to make a stand and get out the booth, a drunken and wobbly Luffy starts mumbling a slightly incoherent sentence which catches your eyes and ears. "Sanjiiii has a crushhh!!!~~" Sanji has a crush. Wait, Sanji has a crush? Your heart dropped and your knees gave out. You landed back on the booth of despair and agony. As the time passed and you can feel yourself slowly caving in, you ask Zoro for direction. "Zoro, do y'know where the bathrooms are?.." Taking a sip of his whiskey, he looks at you with a side eye before pointing to the direction. With his reply, you got up faster than before and charged to the bathroom. Why isn't it you? Why won't he see that you love him? Maybe you just gotta move on and find a man that looks at you, for you. Grabbing your purse, you pull out your makeup bag and stride for the mirror. Touching up on your mascara, you hear heels enter the bathroom and come right next to you. "Did you get dumped as well?" The woman asks while lighting her cigarette, she looks at you with pity written all over her face. She can tell you went through one hell of a time out there. "No but it feels like it. Stupid man whore flirts with every woman in sight but ignores the one who actually loves him." You couldn't stop sniffling, you had to get back out there, or they'd send Nami to come look for you. Taking a long puff from her cigarette, she makes a fast reply. "I get it, you fell in love with a man who's popular with the ladies and now you feel lost right?"

"Y-yeah, you get it. But it's more like...he harasses the ladies then eventually they fall for him. I'm beginning to think he only ever came after me to make Nami feel like she lost him to me." She came a little closer, to help put your products back in the bag. "Fight for him. You love him, everyone loves it when someone fights for them. It shows that you value them and want them, just letting them go proves their original point, that you didn't care." Letting out a sigh, it slightly angered you how she was implying that you have to fight for the right to be with a man. "She can have him. I don't want a man who gets off on me fighting for him when he's never fought for me." "Fair point, but if I can ask, what table are you sitting at? Maybe I can snatch you up and you can finish the night off at my table." She said with a little giggle and put her cigarette out. "Ah, I'm not sure. But if you see an average height man with blonde hair and in a suit, that's Sanji. The man who I wish I never fell for." "Are you a pirate?" "Yeah, is that a problem?" "Not at all. If he, or your crew gets too unbearable, give me a call and we'll pick you up alright?" "That's...that's actually very sweet of you, thank you." Then the two of you parted ways. But you did think of her offer, it felt good to know a girl had your back for once. ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ As the night continued, dinner was finally finished, and you all went to nearby apartments to finish the night off. You see the woman from the bathrooms sitting on a bench just outside the same apartment set. Walking up to her, you take a seat to her left. "Is the offer of spending the night with you still open?" "It is indeed." ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ The night with the random lady who you now know the name of, gave you a time of your life in just one night. You two went to bars, got drunk, hung out, but somewhere in the drunken laughs and smiles shared between you two, you both got onto her ship and sailed off. And when you two woke up in the middle of the sea, both of you were confused and worried. "Wha-where are we Magnolia?" You said while frantically looking around to see if you could find any islands or other ships. Magnolia was rubbing her head and followed your movements with her eyes. "I have no idea; all I remember from last night was us drinking and forgetting the earlier hours. My head is killing me" Panic slowly started to sink in, what about your crew? What are they thinking right now? "Holy shit...My crew! I'm on another pirate's ship in the middle of the ocean, they're gonna think I got up and ditched them!" "How about we worry about getting back to land, then worry about our crews...Not like mine has anywhere to go, and I doubt yours will just leave without even trying to search for you." She said as she got up and headed to the boats map room. ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ Everyone was looking everywhere, but there was still no sight of their missing crewmate, Y/n. "Where's Y/n? Have any of you seen her at all last night?" "Sanji, calm down. She's probably just out and about, she didn't have a good time last night." The green haired swordsman said while turning to his side to grab his swords. "What do you mean she didn't have a good time, we were all out drinking, she was there as well!" Zoro was getting pissed off second by second with how ignorant Sanji has been to you for months and you let him. "No Sanji. Maybe if you weren't so blinded, you would've noticed how upset she was and how she ran off for half an hour into the bathrooms. You'd also notice how when we were all walking back, she stayed behind us then snuck off to meet a friend." What Zoro said was right, he wasn't seeing you. Sanji has known since he joined the crew that Zoro and you were pretty good friends, you two got along well and he often spoke for you when the moments of you being shy kicked in.

And honestly, it made Sanji think you didn't feel the same things he felt for you. And that was why he would flirt with Nami often and even try to mimic you and Zoro's bond that so Nami would want to get with him. In his eyes, he assumed you and Zoro had a secret relationship, and it looked very healthy and very happy, so he also assumed any woman would want to be in a relationship with a man like Zoro. "Are...Are you and Y/n dating?" Zoro raised an eyebrow at this randomly occurring question. "No, why? She has her eyes set on someone else." "Be serious, I know you two are dating so stop hiding it!" He was angry and Zoro could tell. "I am serious. She and I aren't dating, but she tells me everything about this guy she knows. Tells me that he can cook well, can fight, flirts well but often flirts too much, and even tells me she thinks he's in love with Nami and not her." He was sure what he just said would strike him down and make him realize what your true feelings have been. "Stop messing with me. She refuses to even talk to me anymore, and she's gone now so what's the point of even telling me her feelings!" Zoro clicked his tongue and was almost out the door before he spoke one last time. "The point being that I know she'd want you to know and to stop leading her on, but she's too shy to tell you herself. She was crying in those bathrooms last night and I can promise you this, those tears were because of you." When Zoro closed the door, it kicked in hard. He realizes everything now. He remembered how you looked at him when his hand touch Nami's during dinner, he remembered how you started losing enjoyment from his food and really just an appetite in general, he remembered how you stop wearing the colors he said looked good on you, and he remembered how quiet you've gotten lately. He was so inlove with you that he thought you didn't want him. He was so smitten for you that he unconsciously started making your favorite meals or drinks as his "special dishes." He was so head over heels that here he sat in your room on the ship crying while everyone else searched the island. His only real thought right now is that last night might've been the last he'll ever see of you or hear of you, and he wasted it by getting drunk and not confessing sooner. ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ "Hey Y/n, I think I see the island! "R-really?" You got up and walked over to Magnolia. And goodness was the view beautiful. Before you could say anything, Magnolia beat you to it. "The view is gorgeous from here, this is why I became a pirate."

"You became a pirate for ocean views?" "Yeah, what about you huh?" All you could think about was how you didn't really join the crew until Sanji did, you just kinda sailed with them and ate with them. But when Sanji came along, you felt as if it was love at first sight, he was so sweet and kind. So obviously you told Luffy you'd join, he was more than excited to have you permanently on board. "Sounds stupid but...I joined my crew for Sanji." "Really? You must really love him to throw your entire life away to sail across the seas with him." She said while taking a puff from her cigarette. She was shocked that was your reason. "Well...I was with them, just not permanently until Sanji. I hope he's searching the hardest for me right now." "Your ship is still there, maybe sneak onto the ship and into your room, then surprise them when they come back or something." Looking at the ship, it looked empty so that meant it was safe to assume they were searching. As Magnolia's ship got closer, you took a leap of faith onto the deck, waved Magnolia off and walked down into the living space. Nearing your room, you hear a little sniffles and whimpers from inside. "What the fuck..."

Looking through the crack of the door, it's...Sanji? "Sanji what the fuck are you doing?" Opening his eyes, he slowly uses his arm to lift his torso up and off the soft plush of your bed. "Y-Y/n? Is that really you, are you real?" "O-of course I'm real you dumbass! What are you doing in my room?" You said before taking a few steps in the room. "Sorry, just missed you, a lot..." "Missed me? Surely didn't miss me when you were all over Nami yesterday huh?" "This isn't about her, it's about you. I'm sorry, sorry for being a total dick" He was trying to come off as manly and tough. "What'd Zoro say..." You came off more as a statement than a question. "He told me enough. Enough to know that I've been hurting you and that I now know, you love me back." "You love me back." Mouth agape with wide open eyes, you slowly close the door and make your way to the bed to sit beside him. "So, what if I love you. You made it obvious when you first ever stepped foot on this ship that you'd only seek Nami." "Lies. I thought you and Zoro had it going on, so I distanced myself. He told me you two were together, so I'm shooting my shot, right here right now." You look him in eyes, the eyes that you would often find yourself searching for, for comfort or gratitude? Who knows. But what you do know, is that this will go either good or bad. "Shooting your shot? What do you mean, don't tell me your asking me out...Are you?" With his signature smirk and softened eyes, he couldn't resist his words. "I'd like to, that is if you want me to." "I would...I would like that, yeah." "Then, will you do me the honors of letting me be your boyfriend?.." "Of course!" And not soon after, you jumped into his arms, and your nose was hit with the strong smell of his cologne.

"You can pick the date spot, and I'll pay." "No, let's go on a cutesy little picnic date!" "So, I'm assuming you want me to cook?" "Yes, I miss your cooking. Even if I haven't been eating it in a bit, I remember it tastes so yum!" ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ A few hours passed since the confession, and you two have just been lying in bed talking about whatever came to mind. Sanji's gaze slowly lowered to look at you. "Y'know...If looks could kill, you'd be a murderer." "If my looks make me a murderer, then your looks make you a whore." "Gasp! That's so mean!" He said while never once breaking the eye contact. "SANJI! HAVE YOU FOUND Y/N YET?" It came from Luffy, who sounded like he was up on the deck. "YEAH, WERE FINE. JUST START THE SHIP!"

He's probably very ooc but it's okay </3

[6toya]

── LOVE ME NOT.

⤷ 𝐓𝐨𝐲𝐚 "𝐃𝐚𝐛𝐢" 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐱 𝐆𝐧! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫.

╰ 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.

── LOVE ME NOT. / - "𝘛𝘰𝘺𝘢" 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘴 𝘋𝘢𝘣𝘪, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘴, 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘶𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥.

You loved him. You truly did. From growing up together, to seeing each other on different parts of the war. You adored him like no other, catered to him like no other, loved him like no other, and supported him like no other. He was your world and more, and you were meant the same to him. But when Mr. Todoroki told you the news, the news of his supposed death, you knew it just couldn't be true. His body was immune to the flames, so just how could he die to the flames? ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ You spent days, weeks, months and years crying and waiting for him to return. You often had dinner with the Todoroki's; you were seen as one of them since you were just so close with their beloved Toya. Tonight was like no other, watching the stars hoping one of them would fall so you could wish for your lover back. You and him were supposed to grow up together, get married and have a family. Not this, not for him to "Die" and all that was recovered was some of his jawbone. You might've been a pro hero by the name of Butterfly, but you secretly hoped one of those pesky villains were Toya. Because at least you'd know he found a family, another family that was bad to him yes but to him, in his eyes, this family would forever be better than the biological one. The young Shoto would often stay by your side, he was aware of your sadness for his elder brother's disappearance and although bad at it, would try to support you emotionally. He too wanted to find out what truly happened to Toya. ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ The ongoing problems with Tomura Shigaraki have plagued your days, such an infectious problem he was creating. People worldwide were losing hope in the pros, it all really begun when All Might retired, that was when citizens started to wonder what was happening behind the veil all heroes wore to protect the people. But you, you recently reconnected with Mr. Todoroki, he truly wants to heal what he has done and even though he's aware the damage cannot be undone, he still wants to be a figure in his children's lives. That was also when you finally saw your Toya. Your long-lost lover. He was going live, telling the world what Mr. Todoroki did and what the whole family did. But nothing mattered to you, nothing that slipped from his now burnt mouth mattered. What did matter, was that he was alive and injured yes, but alive and healthy. His burns wrapped around his body like a permanent reminder of what a lousy and neglectful father can do when he pushes his child to the brink. And those...those beautifully blue angel eye's that once carried joy and dreams now carry envy and hatred. You no longer saw Toya in his eyes, but instead Dabi. But then he said it...He said your name. "Y/n, I miss you butterfly." Butterfly...That was the nickname he gave to you when you two were kids, you were so shy and weak in his eyes, he had to be gentle with you. He was wild fire while you were a calm ocean. If he wasn't gentle, he felt like he'd tear your wings and hurt you. Even with your untorn wings, you felt like you still couldn't stretch them out and fly. He was so far yet so close and it was killing you. ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ "Toya..." "It's Dabi now doll.." You couldn't help but stare up at him. He was still so far yet so close, he was a villain, and you were a hero. You could never reach out to grasp him, you'd get burnt too. "I missed you...So, so, so much." "I missed you too." He stopped for a bit and looked back at you. "So...You actually did it huh, proud of you love." Just then, in that moment he remembered how bad you wanted to be hero, to be a hero with him. Training day and night by his side and being the most disobedient child to your parents all so you could eventually create a hero agency together and become the best heroes Japan could ever offer. But he failed you. "Yeah...Wish you could've joined me in UA though. They would've loved you." Your way swayed with the wind and your eyes were glossing over as if the slightest bit of affection from "Dabi" would make you crumble.

"Don't think they'd ever accept a ruined piece." He said with a chuckle near the end.

"You'd be surprised." You wanted to ask something, but you can't. "You look like you want to say something, spit it out."

"I-...Can, can I hug you?" "A hug? Is that it? You don't want anything else?" "At the moment, I just want to be near you. It's been so long, all I want is to just...Just be in your presence." Walking up to him, you allow him to engulf you. His warm body slightly heating up more and more as the hug extends. You can even feel his breath on your neck, he wants to kiss you and make up for all the time that was long lost, but he just can't. ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ It's been two months since the incident. You and Toya keep talking nearly daily, even going out at night to talk and catch up. He even took you on a few dates, dates as in taking you out to see the stars or have a nighttime picnic. "Dabi..." "Hm?" You two were very close, close as in you were practically on his lap and just inches from his lips. "What...what are we?" You asked, not out of just curiosity but also because you hoped that even though you spent years apart, he still thought of you as his lover just as you did with him. "Were...Well, I'm not sure. What do you want us to be?" He sounded not exciteful that you asked, almost sounded like he didn't want to be anything. "I want us to remain the same, how we were when we were kids...I still love you, I can't stop thinking of or about you." You confessed how you really felt, you were so happy that he was alive but also so happy you potentially have a shot at being something with him again, even if it's extremely risky. But it took only a few seconds until he pushed you away and got up. "Listen...It was fun, y'know catching up and seeing you again but I can't, no we can't be together. Hero and Villain, you wouldn't want to throw your life away, my life is almost up so go find a man that really wants you, kay?" He said giving you a pathetic look, like he was nearly disappointed in you. "Oh fuck you Dabi! Everything I ever did was for you because everyday I sat in my room or in my agency office crying about you, wondering if you were okay or dead, hoping that you were a villain just so I had an opportunity to see you again!" You were crying just so hard, you thought he felt the same. He never missed a date, responded to your texts and calls, and everything. So why doesn't he want you? "Yeah whatever. You're stuck on the past, thinking I'm still Toya was your biggest mistake. Toya is gone, what's left is Dabi so quit acting like I'm still that lovey dovey little kid." He was angry, angry at you. "Oh and, for the record, I only went this far to talk to you to get information out of you, not to love you. So thanks for giving me some crucial information, almost makes you valuable." He swayed his hand around as he turned to you, acting like he was about to kill you with his flames. Freezing up, you looked at him with fear. Fear and despair to be exact. All this time you thought you and him would finally be serious, finally be adults together but he was just wasting away and using you to help him and his malice. "Relax. I won't kill you, at least not here. Too many pros out tonight, maybe another time." That was the last thing he said before walking away into the darkness. He was right, Toya is gone. ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ It's been one month and two weeks since you last saw Dabi. And you don't know what to do. You trusted him a whole bunch, trusting him so much you told him about some of your coworker's quirks and the pros and cons. And even some future plans. You were always the shy type, running instead of fighting, you hated conflict. Dabi had blocked your number, your instagram and twitter. Everything. He truly wanted nothing from you, unless it was information. Later that day you were called in for help, apparently there was a villain attack just 10 minutes from where you are. Rushing over, you get a good look at the villain. It's Him, Dabi. ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ The fight was intense, very intense. You and Shoto were fighting Dabi all on your own, how you stood up? You don't know.

But what you do know is that Dabi has burned you, very bad. The injury is inches deep with charred skin surrounding the injury and bubbling blood seeping from the wound. And it didn't take long for Dabi to see what he did. He managed to knock Shoto back, viewing the surrounding area for any others who could potentially strike him, that was how he saw you. In a little pool of your own blood trying to stop the bleeding but it was too late. He watched as your eyes twitched unconscious and the wrap around your arm falls apart. All he can hear was the background noise before he saw your current state, the whimpers of pain and muffled tears as you ripped a piece of your suit to try and stop the blood. He didn't mean to hit you, in fact, you're the one who took the hit for Shoto. You body blocked the high heated hit so Shoto could continue the fight. And because he wanted his little brother dead, you could now die. He knew you had a soft but fragile heart, a heart that could easily shatter by the slightest bit of aggression. And for you, a near pacifist to take such a heavy blow is a change. You'll die in the next 10 minutes if you don't get medical treatment. You're losing too much blood. Y/n will die. Y/n will die. Y/n will die. ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ You awoke in a hospital bed; with a thick white cast wrapped around your arm. Now you remember what happened. You and Shoto vs Dabi, Dabi went for a killer blow aiming for Shoto's head and you blocked the hit with your arm. A blow that actually, nearly tore your entire forearm off. "Goodmorning L/n. Do you remember what happened?" The nurse asked, you don't recognize her. "Uh..yea. I remember, Is Shoto fine?" "He'll be fine, it's you who we worry about. Your arm was nearly torn off L/n, that would've left you nearly dead if you didn't get here just in time. You were seconds from death; you can't fight someone like Dabi again." She sounded very concerned for you. After she finished giving you your medication, she walked out the room to go attend to Shoto. Grabbing your phone, you notice you got a dozen texts from an unknown number. Clicking on it, they all read similar descriptions. "Im so fucking sorry" "I didnt mean to burn you, please tell me you're okay" "Y/n please for the love of god just..just say something" "I'll go to the hospital right now to see you in person if thats what i gotta do to make sure you're alive" You knew they were from Dabi. But after the shit he said to you, you weren't forgiving him unless he showed to you with actions he didn't mean it. "Im fine Dabi. Please stop texting me, we established that we both need to part." "Don't act like that. That doesnt mean shit. I nearly killed you and you think i want that? I only said all that shit so you'd back up and wouldn't get hurt." "Dabi i dont think you understand what you really did to me. Yes, nearly killed me but i also will never be able to move my arm the same again. The nurse quite literally told me to stay away from you as you're too strong." "Fuck the nurse, ill make it up to you i promise i will. It'll be just me and you, we can run away from japan and move to anywhere else, just please" "Please what? I tried for 2 months to show i loved you and you pushed me to aside and use me THEN you tried to kill your own brother Shoto. Maybe i will find another man who loves me for me." "Fuck the other man, I am your man." "Was my man. You were all i could think about for years, even when i was dying on that street leaning against a street pole, i was thinking of you. Thinking of what we could've been." "I can be your man, just give me a chance." "A chance? A chance to put me in the hospital or hurt my feelings again? Think ill pass." "Please just meet me at our place, i have something i wanna show you." Looking at his message you decide you'll go. ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ There you sat, all alone on a shitty wooden bench about to fall asleep. He's late. As you slowly start to drift off, you feel a hand grab you head and lead it to back up. It startled you, so you stirred awake.

"You're late Dabi." "Toya..Call me by my real name, and I'm late because I bought these for you." He pulled out your favorite flowers that had a jewelry box in the middle. "What's this for huh?" You said while grabbing the flowers with your only functional hand. "I... I want to try something. I want to show you that I love you and care for you. Give me a chance to be your boyfriend and I promise I'll be the best one I can be." "How can I be sure your best will be good? You gave me plenty of reasons to hate and never love you, but I can't find a real reason to do so." "You can't be sure, but what I am sure of is that I'm Toya now, your Toya. Dabi is gone." Looking up at him, you see hope in his eyes. Something you haven't seen in a while. You truly believe he's mistaken his love for you as anger, as hatred. He said all those nasty things to you, yet he sits here begging for you to love him and to give him a chance after a near death experience. There is more to Dabi than hate, you don't feed his malice, you feed his heart. "My...My Toya, that sounds nice." "I bet it does. We can travel all across the world or settle down, whatever you want to do, I'm down for it." He was genuine. You were his first love, his first lover, his first kiss, his first everything. "Alright. Let my arm heal then we can go to Mongolia or something, somewhere with nice views." And then, that was when he sealed the promise with opening the jewelry box which had a Darry ring in it. So that's what took him so long. He wasn't getting the flowers; he was registering for the ring. The one in a lifetime ring.

He's probably very ooc but it's okay </3