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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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Hellooo :>
I love your writinnggg and I've wanted to ask, what you think of dust!sans and reader who's always leaving a mark on him, a sticker on his head, perfume on his jacket, lipstick stains etc. And how others of the gang would react to it
Much lovvevee :]
hello hello hello! thank you for this delightful wish! i love dust a normal amount, (i say, before a sign appears above my head saying 'liar!') thank you for requesting him, and i hope these headcanons can brighten your day!
DUSTTALE!Sans/Reader
at first, he hardly even notices. he’s never really checked himself out in the mirror for an extended period of time, (perhaps for fear of not recognizing the monster he would see,) and so he really only finds the occasional whisper of you in the form of a blue star sticker or a sticky note on his shoulder. sure, he finds himself having a better day when the scent of your perfume is clinging to his hood, and yeah, he does light up a little bit when he finds a cute sticker on the back of his skull, but he never really connects it to marking him…
the rest of the boys though. they notice.
bear, with his sensitivity to scent, catches the perfume on his jacket, and congratulates dust on his bump from boyfriend to mate.
workplace romance ─────── (re9) l. kennedy
summary . . . chief leon kennedy has a crush on the temporary receptionist of rpd. the receptionist in question is his wife, and he has made it everyone’s problem.
notes. 🎤 this just in… shikiyomizu writes another fic where leon kennedy is obsessed with his wife !! got this idea while i was driving to work today, also :( thank you guys we hit 400 followers the other day 🫶 y’all are the best
tags ──────── fluff, re9 leon kennedy x wife!reader. au, no zombie break out. takes place in raccoon city. leon’s doing everything but working. word count: 1.2k words
The receptionist of RPD was six months pregnant with her first child. Getting closer to her due date, she put in her time off. Once she got to eight months, she would be gone to prepare herself and stay out on maternity leave. That gave the station at most a month to find a temporary receptionist.
Chief Kennedy quickly found a solution. After you heard he told you about their receptionist during dinner, you offered to fill in the position while she was away. You didn’t work, the officers knew you since you’d come and visit Leon at the station on occasions.
The more experienced officers were more familiar with you and still remembered the day you both met.
Leon was late on his first day of work. Not a good look for an optimistic rookie. Then, he got thrown into traffic duty with Lieutenant Marvin Branagh, and had to write up a ticket to a girl they pulled over who was his type. He swore that someone didn’t want him to succeed as a police officer.
That’s right, you were the first person Leon ever gave a ticket to. But it made for a cute story, and the outcome was a marriage of 24 years.
Ahahahaha Leon is such a mess
I am in the works of...making smth for you guys ✍️🍷
Could I request anyone one of the Saja Boys (whom you think fits well with this prompt): One of the boys showing reader (their girlfriend) their true form for the first time, and despite expecting reader to run away in fear, she’s actually quite excited by this new revelation, because you know, their boyfriend is a hot demon!! And while reader is practically jumping up and down in excitement, the demon just stares at her for a moment before kissing her with absolute desperation and love before taking her to bed to ruin her ;D
Change
Honestly I couldn't decide which boy should I write so.... I wrote all of them :') Pairings: Saja boys x Fem!Reader Tags:@bypanana, @heartmew, @healmydesires
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ABBY
What if Gwi-ma forced Jinu to break up with you after finding out you'd already gotten so close to figuring out what he was..? What his mission was..?
Your eyes widened as you gaped at Jinu, his face a pale purple with dark, jagged marks flowing across his skin. "..Jinu..?", was your breathless whisper. You had only wanted to spend time with him after their big debut, but..you weren't expecting to see him..do this..you weren't expecting your boyfriend to be a demon. You shook your head, clearing the thoughts as you took a tentative step closer.
"Jinu..love..?"
Jinu's shoulders tensed but he sighed, running a clawed hand over his face as he looked at you over his shoulder. He really wasn't in the mood for this tonight. "You know..you really should learn to knock..", he murmured, a smirk crossing his features as he appeared behind you, his chest hard against your back.
"C'mon, where are you going so soon?"
It, it was like he was enjoying this. Playing with you, your feelings. "What's wrong with you? Stop it, Jinu!", you yelped out as he gripped your wrists, yanking you against his body, even as you struggled. "Why, are you scared, love?", he purred, his golden eyes practically molten as he glared down at you.
"I, you're scaring me..please..", but it seems your plead was enough to get him laughing, actually laughing as he threw you to the floor. "Truly..it was easy tricking you. Getting you to love me was the hard part, your soul was so guarded!", he snickered to himself, not letting the shame, the guilt, nor the heartbreak lead him away from what he had to do.
If he didn't, he'd have to live with the fact forever that he'd be the cause of your death.
So, this was the next best thing. Breaking your heart, no matter how much it broke his. But oh, even if he was breaking your heart so slowly, he couldn't help admiring how pretty you looked under the moonlight.
"You were so easy, so..so easy to break into. So easy to grab your heart in my hands, just so I could break it."
Did I break my own heart writing this? Maybe-
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Can I request reader making friendship bracelets for the strawhats but the bracelets are attached to their devil fruit power, I'm thinking it's a variation of 'red string of fate' except that when reader froms a strong bond with someone they become tied together allowing them to gain power through these ties (basically the power of friendship lol) the bracelets themselves aren't a part of the devil fruit just a cute thing reader does to help others visualize what they mean to them (as only reader can actually see the strings of fate)
Anyways the plot would be the strawhats reactions to the friendship bracelets (whether or not they know about the significance of them is up to you) this is mostly platonic strawhats but if you wanted to add romance that's cool too!
You don't have to write for all the strawhats if you don't want to but I definitely wanna see Robin's reaction to a friendship bracelet! (I think she'd really enjoy having a physical object to embody friendship)
(Sorry the ask was so long, love your writing! <3)
Glad you love my writing! Lovely to hear <3
I really liked this prompt - i love the string of fate stuff, makes me feel a bit gooey inside hehe
I could have kept going on this forevvverrrrrrrr i love the concept... spin off mini series anyone?!?!
Hope you enjoy reading!
Ties That Bind
One Piece x Fem!Reader
The kitchen was warm with the scent of Sanji’s post-lunch tea blend, a hint of citrus and mint lingering in the air. Everyone had gathered around the table like they usually did after a big meal, laughter still dying down from Luffy’s latest story about nearly punching a sky island seagull by accident.
You sat near the end of the table, a small box of thread, beads, and charm trinkets sitting beside your teacup. Nami had noticed it earlier and complimented the little braided bracelet you wore on your wrist—blue with a tiny compass bead. You smiled and muttered something vague, but now, with everyone calm and relatively in one place, you figured it was time to explain it properly.
I love my job, but reblogging employment jelly for someone else I love.
I loathe my job and need a new one. I need all the help I can get.
I loathe my job and
need a new one. I need all
the help I can get.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Maybe some hiccup x reader fluff? Just them being goofy and treasing each other :) you're not obligated to write this so if you don't want to that's okay!!! I hope you're having a great day :D
a/n: no i definitely want to write this and i am thank you! i hope you are too <3 sorry this has taken so long to be posted i've not been able to come up with plots that i like lol Warnings: none Words: 580 Gender-neutral reader
Sans/Reader: Wedding Vows
I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS PROMPT THE WHOLE TIME. You can tell because I went wayyy over 500 words. AO3 link :)
You stared at your soon-to-be husband as if in a trance, Asgore’s voice droning on by your ear as he read off the customary lines. You knew you were supposed to be listening to him, but you couldn’t. And besides, you and Sans had gone over the whole ceremony over and over again. You would catch your cue. For now, you just smiled at Sans. He smiled back at you, skeletal thumbs rubbing comfortingly over the backs of your hands.
Despite dating him for a long, long time, this was your first time seeing him dressed fancy, and you were eating it up. Sure, the lazy, cozy style was his aesthetic, and it was a good one on him. But in your opinion, every man looked good in a sharp suit like that, and Sans was no exception. No, he was a prime example.
“And so,” boomed Asgore’s voice, introducing the cue you’d been waiting for, “let us all bear witness to the closest thing to their love for each other that words can express, spoken directly from what cannot lie: the soul.” This was the one part of the ceremony that you had still been nervous about when it began today, for a myriad of reasons. First, you were worried that you would be unable to produce your soul… Sans squeezed your hands a little. The blue glow of his soul was prominent, easily visible through the white fabric of his dress shirt. He was ready to present it to you whenever the moment came, but he was waiting for you to present yours first. That was harder for a human than a monster. But you could do it… You could. “let me help,” he whispered to you, and pressed his body against yours in a hug. It was a simple show of affection, of course, but also a way of placing his own soul closer to yours. Coaxing it out. Telling it that it was alright, and that his soul would be with it for every moment it was exposed.
In a few moments, your soul was convinced. You let out a soft sigh of relief as the luminous heart-shaped essence slipped from your chest, he took a step back, and your soul joined his in the space between you.
That was step one. Now for the next part you were worried about, and the one you were worried about much more than just being able to produce your soul in front of the crowd.
Now you had to let Sans hold it, see and feel every emotion and memory of yours like never before, and not only that. You had to give him access to every part of your being, and then you had to let him read out what he found there to the audience.
Even now, minutes away from calling him your husband, you were still terrified that he was going to find something there, something in the depths of your soul, something you’d never even meant to hide from him, that he wouldn’t like. Something that would give him doubts, make him turn his back on you like everyone else in your life—
As soon as Sans’ soul was in your hands, and yours was in his, you knew that wasn’t true. You felt his love for you before you felt anything else, and you felt it in your own body, as if it was yours, but it was still somehow so distinctly his. Even if you could feel that incredible duality of emotion inside you, the smile he gave you while holding your soul in his hands was enough to tell you that he was deliriously happy from whatever it was making him see and feel and remember.
Why had you ever worried? This was about your feelings for him, and if there was anything you could ever believe in with total certainty, it was that you loved Sans from the bottom of your heart. Now, he could feel that. And you could feel that he felt the same way about you. Unwavering, undying, unconditional love, continuous like a thread of time from the moment he met you until now and forevermore.
“lemme go first,” Sans offered, grin as wide as it had been all day. “show the human how it’s done. let’s see… first thing they thought about me was that i was weird. so i’m pretty sure that’s the same as everyone who’s ever met me. now how the heck did we get from that to you wanting to marry me?” he teased you, earning a laugh from the audience, and a bashful shrug from you. It really was true. He could remember your thoughts, your feelings, just as clearly as you could. And you remembered all the days spent with him like they were just yesterday, all the way back to your first impressions of him. As people say, time flies when you’re having fun, and your relationship with Sans was the most fun you’d had in your entire life.
“i guess it all started when we started spending more time together. it’s hard for them to tell the difference between us becoming good friends and the beginning of their crush on me. in fact, they’re not even totally sure the distinction was ever there. something about our friendship always felt… different to them. something they couldn’t quite put their finger on. they got a real happy, funny feeling inside ‘em whenever we were around each other. and it’s like… one day it meant nothing. and the next day it meant everything. even when they admitted to themself that they had feelings for me, they still kinda thought i looked…” He looked at you like a kicked puppy and lowered his voice. “you still thought i looked kinda ugly?”
“Oof. Well when you put it like that…” “BUT now, through some sorta wide-scale brain changes neuroscientists are gonna be studying for years to come, they think i’m the sexiest man alive, so it’s all good.” His face lit right back up, and yours did, too. Clearly, that was what mattered to him. “in any case. if i’m looking at this and remembering right, they had feelings for me wayyy before they ever showed any signs of it.” “… I was scared,” you whispered to him, only for him to nod solemnly at the soul he was holding in his hands and whisper back, “i know.”
“to this day, they still see me as their best friend. that’s a big part of why they’re so confident in this marriage. they think that being married to your best friend is the best thing in the world, because you already know you wanna spend every moment of every day together. and that’s what they wanna do with me. they wanna laugh at my dumb jokes even when i’m old and forgetful and i keep telling ‘em the same ones over and over again. have a family together. get me away from all the bad things that have happened to me. i… they love so much. so much more than they show, so much more than words can express.” He looked to the people watching, many of whom had their hands over their hearts (or souls) right about now. “i wish you all could feel it. that’s the only way to really understand it. they love me in each and every way it’s possible to love someone. they love the life we already have together, and the life we have ahead of us. they love all our friends, both human and monster. they love their life like never before.” After such eloquence, it was kind of comical and jarring when he left it off with an awkward, “that’s about it. well, it’s not. but if i tried to talk about everything, we’d be here all week and she’d probably immediately divorce me for spilling all her secrets.” Sans got laughter and applause from the onlookers for his part, and from you, a kiss on his forehead and a promise of, “Never.”
After that example, you felt a lot better about expressing the feelings and memories flowing throughout you right now. Once the welcoming silence fell once again, you took a deep breath and spoke, letting words fall that, in the best way possible, didn’t feel like they were entirely your own. “Before Sans met me, there were two aspects of himself that lived in tandem with each other. There was a part of himself that distrusted humans. Didn’t hate them. But distrusted them, certainly. Examples in his life of humans being good were few and far between, even when monsterkind went free. People… people were assholes.” You could see it now, in his memory. The judgmental stares, the sneers. Even physical confrontations. “And then there was a part of himself that longed for a soulmate. Not necessarily a romantic one, in fact, he was never looking for romance at all. He just wanted someone to be his very best friend, to put him before anything else as long as he did the same for them. Like Papyrus, but different from a brother. He always felt like so many people knew him, but at the end of the day, nobody really… knew him. And he knew that was partially his fault, for… for not really being open with people. I guess… what he was looking for was somebody who would make him feel like he wanted to open up. Somebody who made him feel like he wanted to talk about it all without it feeling like twisting knives in old wounds.” You could imagine that even Sans was confused about those feelings at that time in his life. Feeling them directly from his soul, it was still hard to put them into words for him. You looked to him for guidance and confirmation, and he gave you a small, approving nod.
“And those two parts of himself never existed in conflict, until he met me.” The way that came out made the corner of your lip turn up in a smirk, like you were reading a script he wrote, and that line cracked you up. “When I laughed at his jokes—even the bad ones—and understood his distrust, and his closed-off nature. Respected his boundaries, but endlessly offered my help and compassion. Treated him like he was no different from myself, except for the body he existed in… that need for a companion in life won out. He realized that the person he’d been waiting for all this time was here, and they were a human. A kind human, with an open mind and a loving heart. And luckily, by that time, I considered him a close friend of mine, too. “I think it goes without saying that the story doesn’t end there. The first odd thing he noticed was that he never wanted to pull away from me when I touched him. In fact, he found himself craving my physical attention. Oh, yeah,” you laughed, slipping from his memories to your own for a moment. “We hugged a lot. And here I was, always worried I was pushing it with those extended hugs. Turns out neither one of us wanted to let go.” “nope,” Sans confirmed. “if i had it my way, we would’ve walked around like a couple of conjoined twins.” “Jesus, Sans.” You continued without further ado, “Well I won’t get into the details, but there were a lot of confused, awkward feelings here. I tell you all, Sans keeps it cool on the outside like nobody else, but on the inside? You would not believe.” You leaned down and whispered to him, “Dude, can I tell them about the pillow?” “can you tell them about the—no you cannot tell them about the pillow!” he shouted a whisper back to you with his cheeks blue with embarrassment, making you giggle wildly. “there are children present!” “Okay. Sorry, everyone. He doesn’t want me to tell you about it.” You balanced his soul in one hand, using the other for just a moment to wipe happy tears from your eyes, before returning it. “The important thing is, this was the first time he ever felt like this. He knew the concept of romantic love, but never felt it or went looking for it. So he wasn’t expecting it to one day just… hit him. But it did.” Your voice softened, his soul seeming to warm in your hands at the memories you were exploring. “It’s corny, but. He really did know that he loved me when I first kissed him. “And it’s more than just love I gave him. I gave him a sense of hope for the future that he hadn’t felt in a long, long time. He stopped worrying about the day things would all be taken away from him, and started dreaming about what would happen if that day never came. He learned to hope again. And he thanks me for that. Even though I would personally like to remind him that he should give himself a lot more credit for his own recovery…” you smiled down at him lovingly, “I’m glad that I was a part of that. A big part. He has so many things he wants to do now. But all of them involve me. And being with me. And always having my support, and supporting me in return. He understands love now, even more than he did just before this wedding ceremony. He understands how mutual and selfless it is now. He’s not confused about anything anymore, he knows exactly what he wants.” It all came out so quickly, so naturally, you almost forgot to breathe between your words. “His soul has already been irreversibly bound to mine for a long, long time. Today is just to show that to everyone and make it official. But it’s still the happiest day of his life. His love for me is one thing about himself that he wants everybody to know.” “i considered getting us a couple of big, honkin’ wedding rings,” Sans jested, half to you and half to the audience. “like the size of a ring pop. so that people can see that we’re married from a mile away. turns out they don’t sell ‘em that big.” More laughter, more applause. You let out a deep breath, and Sans pulled you into his arms, whispering to you about what a good job you did, and how incredible it was to feel your soul, and how he never could’ve imagined what that would be like. Slowly, tenderly, you returned each other’s soul to one another, and after lingering between you for a long moment, they disappeared back into your chests. With the removal of your connection to his soul, it felt like a void opened up in you. You hugged him closer, already yearning to connect with his soul again. On your honeymoon, you promised yourself. On your honeymoon, you would have all the time in the world to explore that deep, intimate connection… “… Given all you have found about one another and told us here today…” Asgore continued the ceremony, wiping a tear from his twinkling eyes, “Do you, Sans Gaster, take this human to be your lifelong partner, your greatest companion and soulmate, as long as your soul may sing its love for theirs as it has today?”
“i do.” Sans didn’t even lift his head from your chest. He didn’t want to stop hugging you. He didn’t ever want to let go. “And do you,” Asgore addressed you, “take this monster to be your lifelong partner, your greatest companion and soulmate, as long as your soul may sing its love for his as it has today?” “I do.” “Then with the blessing of the king and all of monsterkind, may your souls be bound to one another in marriage forevermore. For the first time in all of recorded history…” Asgore emphasized, “the human may now kiss their new monster husband.” “as much as they can without me having lips, anyways,” Sans added, before tangling his fingers in your hair. “c’mere, my sunshine.”
The kiss you shared made you feel blind and deaf to anything other than him. And for a moment, nothing else mattered. Not anyone’s approval or disapproval, not your exact plans, not the backlash you might face, not even the fact that you were making history.
All that mattered was that neither of you ever wanted this happiness to end.
Hi could u do sniper x fem buff Australian s/o who's like twice his size ?
(Platonic or romantic idc)
I could!
Platonic
Waoh..
He thinks you’re neat, if a little scary
Associates you with heavy a lot since he’s also pretty big and buff
Sniper isn’t very big on talking to anyone, so you’d probably have to approach him
If you’re more extroverted hes happy to listen, doesn’t mind being around you
If you’re introverted like him he’s alright with just being in each others space, you guys hang out in his camper sometimes
Doesn’t mind taking you camping, either
You guys bond over growing up in Australia
He thinks you’re way more Australian than him ;(
Romantic
Waoh…
This guy has a staring problem
(/pos)
You physically can’t pry more than a few words out of this dingus
You think he’s being rude, but he just doesn’t want to make a fool of himself by stuttering
His ears go red if you’re too close
That’s about all that visually happens to him when you interact, otherwise he’s just.. standing there awkwardly
Doesn’t even really make eye contact with you
When you’re finally dating?? Hoo boy
He wants you to snap him like a twig
What who said that
Anyway he’s clingy, likes being around you
He’s still a bit awkward and silent, but now with the added feature of floating around you at any given point in time
He has heart palpitations whenever you touch him
Put your arm around him and watch him crumble like a sheet of paper
He loves his big scary girlfriend omg
I’m obligated to reblog the funniest comic in this whole fandom every time I see it.
LMAO
im in actual disbelief that this just happened while i was writing down this joke to remember later
hai hai! can i request some classic sans hcs (romantic) with a s/o who constantly has cute aggression towards him? picking him up, squeezing, smooching, calling him pet names… just look at him! he’s so cute and tiny and funny and i just love him.
sans: ererererere
reader: 🤲 precious.
That would be me lmao, comin' right up!
Undertale Sans x Reader
First time you pick him up he is just- shook
Ya know how feral cats look when a human picks them up by the nape of their neck? Yeah that's him
Yeah he's short but literally the only person that has ever been bold enough to just pick him up has been Papyrus and that's in an entirely different context to how you do it.
Not that he minds it necessarily, but it is literally just "???" the first couple of times. Especially if you try while he's doing something and he has to suddenly comprehend that he's being lifted
But after that confusion dies down he's all for just flopping in your arms like the lazy bones he is, it has led to a few humorous situations though
Undyne: "You! Y/N I need you to-.....why are you carrying Sans?"
Sans, probably being held in a very dopey pose: "sup"
Will fall asleep in your arms, especially if he's being held for very long periods
Generally just kind of amused by your affections, even if they take him off guard. Does tease you about 'em though
"babe you don't have to squeeze me this hard im not an accordian"
Don't ever mistake it as discouragement though, he does enjoy it even if he's not extremely vocal about it. Sometimes it's just nice to feel loved
It'll only ever really annoy him unless he's in the middle of something important, he does have a lot of jobs y'know.
Will get kinda cheeky about it, there's the teasing as mentioned above but he'll also return some of the nicknames with some of his own
And? Whenever you attempt to sneak up on him and scoop him up, he'll sneakily teleport behind house all like "what?"
Never takes much to wrangle him back though
Also if you ever wear lip gloss, lipstick, anything akin to that and leave a bunch of marks on his face he'll just leave them there 9/10 even after someone points them out
Why waste all your workmanship lmao
Hey! I'm a big fan, annnd I have a bakugou x y/n idea... where bakugou hasn't been paying attention to y/n his girlfriend lately and it's been lonely.... so y/n is watching a romance anime with Mina and y/n says... "I wish I had that"....and then Mina ask if she loves bakugou and she says ...."hes okay"..... but the whole time bakugou and his friend kirishima were listening....and bakugou his mind is like "I'm a bad boyfriend? Does she love me? Im...okay?"
K. BAKUGO SHORT STORY
Synopsis: Bakugo has been distant toward his girlfriend (you), and she realizes how much it is actually affecting her while watching a romance movie that includes the love that she wishes she had.
Short note: Chapter 23 of my Bakugo x Reader Fanfiction is out now! If you like my stories on here, I'm sure you'll like my fanfiction, so go check it out! The link is at the end of this post!!
Distance Between Us:
It all started slowly, too slow for you to realize.
The day you started to notice it was when it was late in the evening, and you were sitting on the couch, waiting for Bakugo to come home.
He had promised to spend the evening with you after work, but as the hours ticked by, your excitement turned into frustration. Finally, you heard the front door open.
Bakugo walked in, still in his hero uniform, his face tired and serious. "Sorry, I got held up at work. Some idiot caused a mess in the city," he muttered, tossing his gloves onto the table.
You smiled, trying to be understanding. "It’s okay. I’m just glad you’re home now. Want me to heat up the dinner I made for us?"
NOW SEE, WHY WOULD YOU MAKE ME SOB LIKE THAT?!/VPOS
yandere!dabi - until he met you
💙🔥 ━ Dabi is no stranger to bringing “strays” over to the league hideout or at some abandoned warehouse to… “play” for the lack of a better word.
💙🔥 ━ The rest of the league don’t really care about Dabi’s sexcapades since the strays he picks up don’t even have the chance to stay long enough to get in the way of anything.
💙🔥 ━ They were used and tossed like a discarded fleshlight after a single use. No repeats.
💙🔥 ━ At maximum, the “playing” would only last 30 minutes. And 29.5 of those minutes are spent on the most hardcore screaming, filthiest, wall-banging sex that even God turns away at what he created the human body for.
💙🔥 ━ Toga calls him a gross fuckboy.
💙🔥 ━ Twice thinks of him as an unhinged sex god that he worships and often sickens him.
💙🔥 ━ Shigaraki doesn’t really give a fuck since he bought noise-cancelling headphones.
💙🔥 ━ As long Dabi isn’t fucking in the common room or where they eat, Dabi could be turning his “playmates” into fried tempura for all he cared.
💙🔥 ━ Now, what happens to these strays before and after the fun depends on Dabi. The strays he takes in either scream in horror once he strips off his disguise and coverings, and when they try to flee, they are quickly dealt with.
💙🔥 ━ And the ones that stay get their brains fucked out and tossed aside with the scars to tell the story.
💙🔥 ━ Dabi’s boredom for new strays is faster than his “love” for them.
💙🔥 ━ Love.
💙🔥 ━ Love was never meant for a Todoroki.
💙🔥 ━ Even the word meant nothing to him. He refuses to become weak and pitiful like his mother or worse–
💙🔥 ━ An abusive bastard like his father.
💙🔥 ━ Love was never meant for Dabi.
💙🔥 ━ Until he caught you.